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Work

6:18pm CST Tuesday 4 March 2003

Work was hard today, but not ridiculously hard, nor even actually really hard; I seemed to have been in just a rush to get shit done slash please Johnny slash impress people with what a good worker I am slash just get finished so we can go home.

Plus I'm still kinda tired from previous days' work.

I just realized one reason that I meticulously record minute details in my journal; those details are what triggers my memory to recall the actual event instead of just reading it as a story, or just a set of feelings; those don't really help me recall the specific event, or they haven't in the past. Or I haven't really tried.

[{(On the way driving to Bossier City with Johnny on Saturday he suggested that emotions aren't "stored" somewhere until we feel them so much as they are timeless, or they exist in a timeless space in the universe.)}]

Anyway, the details for today: We set up a show at Market Center or something like that, a huge room with tall white walls with lumps all over and air vents sticking out quite boldly.

The stage was tricky; a diamond shape pointing at the audience and on a slight incline so it more fully faces the audience. This meant careful arrangement of the legs on the decks for the stage, and they were color coded but not carefully put in the truck, so it took some doing to sort them all out. Plus the slants were subtle so at first we were putting them on randomly backwards or forwards.

(Right now we're at ZuZu's and the people at the table across from us are pinching their elbows, marveling at how it doesn't hurt.)

Enough about work.

janette

6:35pm CST Tuesday 4 March 2003

Yay! Janette is home!

She was watching clouds when I arrived. Thanks to Janette for reminding me of simple pleasures in life.

"Oh look! That cloud looks like a man painting an image of a forest with mountains in the background while his kids are playing baseball in the yard! Hey, now it's a dog."