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vigilante

Jun 14, 2009
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It's time to get back on the bus. I go back to work tomorrow, but only for an hour and a half a day. Instead of looking at it as a black hole in the middle of my sunny summer days, I've decided to re-imagine it as an incentive to keep a sensible schedule. In other words, I can't stay up all night if I've got to get up and go to work. Even if it is only for an hour and a half. Especially if it is only an hour and a half! And then because I am yoked to this strange schedule, I plan to exploit the trace element of discipline involved to build a writing schedule around it. I have also told the kids that I when I get back home, around 12:30, I want to have two hours of electronics-free living. From 12:30 to 2:30, we can eat lunch, read, clean, exercise, study, or work on projects. What we cannot do is sit on the computer, growing ever larger asses, talk on the phone, play video games on the phone, send text messages, play on Jinx's new XBOX (that he bought himself with his own savings), or anything else of that nature, with the possible exception of digital photography. (What do you think? Should shooting pictures or videos with an electronic camera be an exception to my no-electronics edict?) I will write during that time on paper, as the ancients did, avoiding the temptations of the machine.

So that's my plan. I still expect to be doing stuff on the computer outside the luddite frame, of course, including my self-publishing project, which I hope to finish and hold in my hands by the end of the summer. But summer is a fleeting thing, as you know, so I've got to be vigilant.

yessir, that's my baby

Jun 5, 2008
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7:09 PM Felony: OMFG!

7:10 PM I'm @ dad's and im mad @ him. aand r fone is behind his comp like perfectly fine!

god dannit!

im so freakin pissed

7:11 PM gtg eats some retardted hamburgers and some retarted freakin "brotworts or whtevr

jebus!

Yes, that's my little angel. I'm sure she really was in a snit, though it's funny to me, because I can get just as worked up myself. Since it's not me, it's funny. Last night Duff threw the girls' cell phone, or smashed it against the car window, or something, and then it wouldn't work. He was being completely retarted, to use the vernacular, because Felony received a text message and looked at it instead of ... I don't know ... whatever he expected her to be doing instead. It's hard to know or anticipate, really. So he took the pieces of the phone with him and Felony went into a state of mourning. And now, come to find, after a full day of going without, apparently the phone works. He says he didn't fix it; whatev. And the Outlaws are in town visiting, lingering, and throwing away my worldly possessions. Thus the bratwurst. Looks like they were grilling at about 7 p.m. I guess they didn't remember about the mosquitoes.

Meanwhile I was watching Pericles, Prince of Tyre with Michael at CalShakes. It was great. Really bizarre play, but we had fun watching it. I've seen them do much worse with much better material. Maybe with a play like this one, there's less pressure? I liked the set, too. Last couple I've seen were dull and drab. Not Merry Wives of Windsor or The Tempest, but King Lear and As You Like It, I think. Bleh. Speaking of errant cell phones, Michael lost his, and we combed the theater and the grounds looking for it. After he got to the BART station, he found it. Yay!