Just another Manic Monday
Aug. 22nd, 2004 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's almost 9 pm. I'm a bit tired, as anyone should be after 4 hours sleep, but I'm thinking about getting some right quick now. My room-mate Kylee went on a date last night, so hopefully this will remove anyone's thought that this is a relationship. She's good people, and a far sight better room-mate that my previous boring boarder. She cleans, occasionally cooks, does my clothes. She can't pay in money, she doesn't make that much, but she contributes in her own way. I'm glad to have her here.
It was darned quiet last night, and I probably used it poorly, walking around in my underwear, eating with my fingers, doing some quiet meditations and bowing my recognition to the 4 forces. Stayed up way too late, of course.
Tomorrow is supposed to be a very long day. We are supposed to be working in the Casino, getting it all ready for the opening September 8th, and we are supposed to stay there till our part is all done tomorrow. Hopefully it will give me a lot of overtime, which is good, because it is RENT time.
I'm still looking for work. I opened a Seller account on Ebay. My hard drive that has all the pictures of my aircraft is somewhere in this apartment. The computer that it was on suddenly developed some sort of Video problem and the monitor went into permanent suspend mode, blinking green at me and not wanting to do much period. Fortunately, I still have my camera, and I still have my air craft. Besides, it doesn't take that long to build one of the little ones. This is the Da Vinci model I'm talking about. And I think I'll just start looking for things to sell. Maybe I'll make a million.
If you haven't guessed money is tight here, same as for anyone that is reading this. Linda, think really good thoughts. Sherry, wish I could help.. I really do. Tim, gotta job for me? Anyone else I miss, you have my love, but that's about all I can do. I'm bushed, beat, beaten, and though I haven't hit my lowest (that was in Mancos/Farmington), I can see how this stuff can do that to you. I have no idea how folks that make 10 dollars an hour can make it.
Love and light and laughter,
Chester
It was darned quiet last night, and I probably used it poorly, walking around in my underwear, eating with my fingers, doing some quiet meditations and bowing my recognition to the 4 forces. Stayed up way too late, of course.
Tomorrow is supposed to be a very long day. We are supposed to be working in the Casino, getting it all ready for the opening September 8th, and we are supposed to stay there till our part is all done tomorrow. Hopefully it will give me a lot of overtime, which is good, because it is RENT time.
I'm still looking for work. I opened a Seller account on Ebay. My hard drive that has all the pictures of my aircraft is somewhere in this apartment. The computer that it was on suddenly developed some sort of Video problem and the monitor went into permanent suspend mode, blinking green at me and not wanting to do much period. Fortunately, I still have my camera, and I still have my air craft. Besides, it doesn't take that long to build one of the little ones. This is the Da Vinci model I'm talking about. And I think I'll just start looking for things to sell. Maybe I'll make a million.
If you haven't guessed money is tight here, same as for anyone that is reading this. Linda, think really good thoughts. Sherry, wish I could help.. I really do. Tim, gotta job for me? Anyone else I miss, you have my love, but that's about all I can do. I'm bushed, beat, beaten, and though I haven't hit my lowest (that was in Mancos/Farmington), I can see how this stuff can do that to you. I have no idea how folks that make 10 dollars an hour can make it.
Love and light and laughter,
Chester
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Date: 2004-08-23 08:51 am (UTC)