Somehow, I have aquired a cold, probably from the jetlag and maybe because its spring. I'm not an expert.
Remind me to never ever ever ever play Risk 2210 again. Why do I spend 3 hours proving I am not suited for world domination? Is it the cute plastic mechnoids one gets to maneuver around the future international map, even if you're just sending them to their doom? Is it the attraction of the new 8-sided die (as opposed to only 6 sided in the original Risk), somehow inviting the falsehood that it is easier to smile thy enemies when armed with a few octahedrons? Whatever it is, it mocks me. I havn't won a single game yet.
This morning I also went shopping, and elected to stop by an antique store selling vinyls out front. After spending 10 minutes looking through what was mostly junk, I found 4 possibly good sources of samples and such. When I tried to go inside to pay for them, I discovered the door was locked. Furthurmore, furnitue was stacked up against the inside of the door, suggesting that the store hadn't even opened yet that day! Now, I'm an ethical guy, but there is a limit to my ability to avoid taking advantage of a good situation. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to stuff the oak diningroom table that was also out front into my knapsack, or I'd undoubtably have dined like a king tonight too (or had a nice new DJ table.)
Thats it for now. Tommorow I work on more tunes (got some stuff done today), and get my resume in order. At some point I must return to the land of the working. Damnit.
Posted by garret at April 29, 2003 01:44 AM