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Monday, May 10, 2004

How can such a quiet Monday leave me so drained at the end? I didn't walk to the post office today because I had heavy legs. (I heard that term on a baseball broadcast, and it sounded right.) I also had heavy eyelids. In fact, my whole head was so heavy that it kept nodding forward on my neck.

A nap would have been nice. I started several of them, but something (usually the whirring of the fax) kept me from nestling into the kind of slumber that would snap me out of it. This logy feeling will be around until I get a full night's sleep. In other words, until the weekend.

At least I don't have to appear for jury duty tomorrow. I never try to get out of it, but I'm always relieved when I don't have to go. I'll be very happy to show up and be excused on the whim and caprice of an attorney making a snap judgment based on five minutes of an interview. I don't blame them, frankly. I know I'd trust myself to try to do the right thing, but I don't know if I could convince myself of anything.

They're getting closer to my juror number. They're at least into the 400's tomorrow, and possibly into the 700's, depending on how the morning session goes. I don't have to check in until after 5:00 pm tomorrow to see if my number will come up Wednesday. Maybe it'll be like the draft and they just won't get to me. I have a feeling that 1189 isn't such a lucky number, though.

9 May 2004

Yeah, that's me (through D.J.'s eyes).

Those short, volatile naps I took today did no good at all. In fact, I woke up from them feeling more sluggish than before. The last one was from 6:00 pm to 7:00 pm, a really bad nap time for someone who wants to get to sleep at a decent hour tonight. I have to do better than this, because today was a washout. On a (relatively) quiet Monday like this, I should expect to get more work done. But even today I found more and better ways to waste time than to use it.

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If this hadn't been one of my typical stoopid laundry nights when it took me six hours to do two stinkin' loads, I might have had a better chance of getting to bed early. On a brighter note, I was looking for some way to dress up my leftover chicken breast, and I concocted a little something out of hoisin sauce, oyster sauce, brown mustard and honey. It wasn't very good, but it was original (more or less; I think it's pretty close to the pork recipe I tried that one time (which wasn't all that good either, come to think of it)).

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"As I always say about romantic comedies, you don't have to buy the premise or believe in the situations. You just have to like the characters enough to want to see them get together."

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