January 13th, 2005

running, bomb tech

Transportation, isolation

Sis has taken off for about a week with the Little Fayoumis, her beading stuff, and the car. They're staying with some friends of the family.

This leaves me at loose ends. I'm now accustomed to having the car of evenings, but I can cope for a week. I'm planning on hitting an optical place on Friday to try for a glasses upgrade of some sort. The last eye appointment I had was four years ago, and it's becoming apparent that while these current glasses are serviceable, I do need both new glasses (ones that fit my face better, thank you very much) and a new prescription (one that will allow me to read the names of streets with more than enough time to change lanes rather than just barely enough in traffic).

I hope Moshie will be good while they're gone. He was evidently trying to climb in her suitcase.
running, bomb tech

Can't sleep, work will eat me.

Why is it that I have just barely enough time to wake up in time for work, go to work and work, come home, do laundry, eat, shower, relax enough to be able to fall asleep, and then sleep, before having to scream out of bed for work again?
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