My productivity's been low for the past few days. I stay up at night watching tv then i can't get up before the computer lab closes, so I get by on 20 minute increments on the one free computer
at the coffeehouse. Had some nice email from professor barnett at the conspiracy, and bickered with the buyer over the terms of the sale of the house.
drafted a letter to mom, spent a few hours wrestling with the scanner at the library, so i didn't get to the irs letter or drafting the next appeal in the voter id case.
I offered to the owner here to loan him some of the old computers i have in my basement so he can have more public terminals.
indianapolis cults just won 15-6.
Some people don't understand my comics, because they are rarely funny. But then i remembered apartment 3-G, terry and the pirates, brenda starr.
it's not a joke a day, it's a story that evolves over years, with the ending yet undecided. signing off now so somebody else can have the machine.
