today i woke up somewhat earlier
i pressed snooze many times. it seemed like the alarm was going off every 5 minutes. i got up around 10am and showered. i brought my cd player upstairs to listen to the modest mouse cd while i shaved. i turned it up so i could hear it over the shaver.
i put on an extra jacket in case the weather stayed cold. i felt like i looked good, with my collar poking out over my jacket.
my computer at work wouldn’t boot. so i started working on my laptop, first a creative project and then some financial stuff. the sql queries that i had written were saved on the crashed computer, so i tried to recreate them with varying success. i did most of my work sitting with my laptop in the common area by the windows at the back of the building. i had my headphones on, and i listened to the music i’ve recently been downloading.
i called patrick to see if he wanted to go mountain biking or roller hockeying. i grabbed two more cds at cd alley and put one on when i got home. patrick came over and we roller hockeyed until it got too dark to see the ball.
patrick wanted to take me to get pissed. we went to the spotted dog and had dinner and many many many pints. we manged to watch poker and nearly a whole yankees-red sox baseball game. hours later we wandered back and (with luck) patrick drove himself home safely. i think we got much more than pissed. patrick, thanks.
i’m listening to the new iron and wine cd as i type this. many of the people who have reviewed the cd said the songs made them cry. i wonder if any song i’ve listened to has made me cry. i bought it on an impulse. it’s the kind of music i would rock a baby to.


That’s not my definition of pissed.
http://www.hyperdictionary.com/d…ctionary/pissed