response 151 of 202:

Oct 26 20:22 UTC 2000

(my hard drive crashed last night while editing music... *before* I
had a chance to begin my homework.  I've been running Scandisk for DOS
since 3am [Windows wouldn't boot].  I *hate* having to approve every fix.
I missed all of my classes today.  My show's pre-recorded, so I don't
have to worry about that, but, geez, I don't want to spend the rest of 
the night running Scandisk to fix errors.)

(the funny thing is, the hard drive's partitioned.  D: is fine; it's C:
that's hosed.)

response 153 of 202:

Nov 6 19:23 UTC 2000

That's my favorite opera. 

response 155 of 202:

Nov 6 21:43 UTC 2000

Does sound pretty "adventurous" programming. 

response 157 of 202:

Nov 7 20:59 UTC 2000

Rane, you might be interested in peeking at Chicago Lyric's web site:
http://www.lyricopera.org.   

response 159 of 202:

Nov 13 15:08 UTC 2000

A "power event" here at work.  Minding my own business, suddenly the power
dies.  Tuns out a high voltage line was down right outside our office; we
could see the ends sparking and making little flames where they touched the
ground.  An hour later, and we're back up.  Damn, I wanted more non-computer
time.  ;)

response 161 of 202:

Nov 26 03:08 UTC 2000

(Thanksgiving Day was interesting, to say the least.  after failing for
the umpteenth night in a row to fall asleep before midnight, I packed
up the car and left for Ann Arbor around 8:30am, about 2.5 hours later
than my plan C.  instead of making the left in Harvey, I travelled further
south in a vain attempt to avoid most of the lake effect snow.  dunno how
effective *that* was, considering the squishy-squishy slush zone I hit
just south of Munising.)

(about two hours into the drive, just before I hit US-2, my eyes feel like
they're going to glue themselves shut.  I pull into one of the roadside
parks and nap for about an hour, at which time I was awoken by a caravan
of hyperactive kids and rah-rah parents on their way to some sort of
football game [I'd know which one if I'd read the paper before leaving.  I
recognized the school name, but don't recall it right now.].  I started up
the car and continued along US-2 just to the bridge, when my eyes begin
again to close like Georgia schools after a light snowfall.  I pulled over
at the sightseeing area just north of the bridge and take another hour
nap.  I drive for another hour until my eyes begin to shut like Japanese
subway car doors.  I pull over at another rest area and sleep for about an
hour.  after waking up, I call my little brother and tell him I'm running
late [it was just after 4pm, which was when I'd planned to be home] and
won't be there until 8pm or so.  I get back into the car and suddenly
realize that I'd been wearing my older, more comfortable pair of
eyeglasses.  I further realize that my eyelids weren't heavy befcause of
lack of sleep, but rather eye fatigue from driving with an old
prescription.  thankfully, I have my newer set in the car, so I put those
on and drive the rest of the way home, no problem.)

(yesterday and today, I spent in Columbus.  freedom and I had Indian food
for lunch, Pizzeria Uno's for dinner, and Chi Chi's for dessert, plus we
baked cookies.  I also visited my grandmom & aunt & cousin, who's getting
bigger [he's 7 now].  now I'm in Ann Arbor, and I leave for East Lansing
in the morning.)

response 163 of 202:

Nov 27 13:34 UTC 2000

I'm moved in.  I have a new address, new apartment with new carpeting.  Big
thanks to Anne and Sylvia for helping, in addition to my family and some
extended family (friend's parents who kinda adopted me).  I'm exausted.  We
started truly loading stuff up at 12:30pm yesterday when the truck arrived.
I couldn't afford the deposit for a u-haul or ryder, so had a pickup truck,
trailer, and cars.  Got all the furnature in the truck and trailer first load,
fishy tank and assorted other things in cars.  Second truck trip was boxes
boxes boxes, boxes in cars, and assorted "God, she's got a lot of stuff!"
comments.  Then it was down to my father, my step mom, Bernice, and I...  And
we made another trip in the cars, loaded up, then it was Bernice and I, and
it was my bike, Christmas Tree box, and over to mom's to get the TV.  Got to
my mom's at 10:45pm.  Was completely out of the old place by 10pm (the rush
because my ex-roommate got off work at 10:30, but was being picked up by his
father as he has no transportation having wrecked his car last month.)

I'm having mixed emotions, partially I'm sure because I'm completely exausted
both emotionally and physically.  I had wanted this to be a good parting. 
Apparently I'm the ONLY one, and no I'm not suprised it didn't happen.  His
two temper tantrums on the last two days I lived there were more than enough.
But the final straw was when he wanted to take my keyboard away and when I
wouldn't let him have it (story...bought a computer from him, he kept both
new and old keyboards until we moved in and he gave me one of the two... he
wanted the new one back, I said no, that both comptuers came with a keyboard,
and I was keeping one.  Either the old one or the new one.  he couldn't keep
both.) and then he proceeded to say "Fuck you.  Fuck you bitch." and walked
away, and then scowled at me for the rest of the time he was there before his
father picked him up to take him to work (an hour and a half late no less).

I know it sounds dumb, but I really wanted and hoped to see the guy I first
met when I left.  I had wanted to spend some time doing something fun, like
a movie or even just talking.  We did that earlier in the week, and most of
the seperating was good.  Up until the last week, and he kept mood swinging.
Mostly when I didn't let him get his way.  I know it's an indication of what
he's like now, and I didn't give him my new address or phone or anything. 
I like my new home and it's going to work out well.  I want the best for him
too, not that he would ever believe it.  He'll bitch and moan, if he can find
me (although he does know where I work) So now I have to unpack and figure
out how to get on with my life now without him.  So I'm happy and I'm bummin
today.  

response 165 of 202:

Dec 3 20:25 UTC 2000

(outrageous cookie bars are out of the oven and look *good*.  I'll have
to start later this week on the rest of the cookies for the care packages
I'm sending out.  there's the small matter of a term paper, two essays,
and 28000 words of "journal entries" to attend to first.)

response 167 of 202:

Dec 7 01:40 UTC 2000

Woo hoo!  I have furnature, and I am cooking my first meal in my own
apartment.  Not someone else cooking, and not heat up food either.  Yea!!!

response 169 of 202:

Dec 7 17:39 UTC 2000

feh.  no, I mean, I actually made a roast and prepared the cuisine myself
rather than helping Stouffers, Birds Eye, or Tios.

response 171 of 202:

Dec 7 21:20 UTC 2000

(Tios *does* do prepared food, last I checked.)

response 173 of 202:

Dec 17 07:35 UTC 2000

(I'm at WUPX-Marquette.  from the looks of things, no one's been here
for the past 24 hours.  it's quiet.  I haven't decided if I want to power
up the station or just head back home.  I forgot to bring the stack of
blank tapes I'd bought earlier today along with me.)

(it's not so much cold outside as it is windy.  I did spend several
minutes chipping ice off my car, but I don't know if that's because
of snow melting after I drove today, or if it was freezing rain.)

(I did do dishes today, for the most part.  I also went grocery
shopping for the first time in a couple of weeks.  while at the
store, I picked out two pints of Ben & Jerry's ice cream to take
home.  I hadn't had B&J in over a year.  when I started into a pint
this evening, I couldn't figure out why the Pistachio Pistachio wasn't
green.)