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Jun. 16th, 2002 01:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geekchickToday is Boomtime, day 21 in the season of Confusion, 3268.
The cough is finally going away, I suspect it's a combination of vast quantities of vitamin C daily plus finally getting more than 6 hours of sleep at night. I managed to make it through Beth Orton's set last night without a coughing fit, woohoo! Beth was wonderful, as always, even if I really wasn't much in the mood to go out last night; we missed the opening act entirely thanks to leaving late and then having an adventure when we got routed around the MCI Center because of something going on there (or actually because something *had* been going on and now there were 4 billion people leaving). It would've been even nicer if every single person surrounding me hadn't felt like they had to smoke throughout the entire show and chatter with their friends at high volume. I really don't get why people pay $30 to stand around and talk at the top of their lungs; they can't hear the performer, and neither can the rest of us unfortunate souls who are crammed in next to them. The new CD has collaborations with both The Chemical Brothers and Emmylou Harris, so I feel compelled to go buy it once it's out.
I have five goals (Three, sir!) ... three goals for today: get the office (and most specifically my desk) cleaned up; pay bills; and walk across the street for a gardenburger. If you haven't seen my office/desk/disaster area, you might not realize that the first goal there could well take me the rest of the day all on its own. I suppose I should get started then; wish me luck.
The cough is finally going away, I suspect it's a combination of vast quantities of vitamin C daily plus finally getting more than 6 hours of sleep at night. I managed to make it through Beth Orton's set last night without a coughing fit, woohoo! Beth was wonderful, as always, even if I really wasn't much in the mood to go out last night; we missed the opening act entirely thanks to leaving late and then having an adventure when we got routed around the MCI Center because of something going on there (or actually because something *had* been going on and now there were 4 billion people leaving). It would've been even nicer if every single person surrounding me hadn't felt like they had to smoke throughout the entire show and chatter with their friends at high volume. I really don't get why people pay $30 to stand around and talk at the top of their lungs; they can't hear the performer, and neither can the rest of us unfortunate souls who are crammed in next to them. The new CD has collaborations with both The Chemical Brothers and Emmylou Harris, so I feel compelled to go buy it once it's out.
I have five goals (Three, sir!) ... three goals for today: get the office (and most specifically my desk) cleaned up; pay bills; and walk across the street for a gardenburger. If you haven't seen my office/desk/disaster area, you might not realize that the first goal there could well take me the rest of the day all on its own. I suppose I should get started then; wish me luck.