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Thursday, June 06, 2002
Crap. It's 5:30 and I haven't posted anything yet.
Well... um... gee... the update:
I'm going home for the 4th of July weekend and taking Noah with me. Bwahahaha!!
My roommate cooked dinner last night. Yes! Free steak! My roommate is quite the chef, to the extent where he has 5 kinds of soy sauce and 4 kinds of olive oil handy at all times.
Also, this morning I went to the doctor's and got the results of my blood tests. They had me talk to the nutritionist, but she didn't say I was fat. She just talked about chlestorol-laiden foods. So I escaped unscathed, without having to pay for anything, and without anyone telling me to lose weight.
Erin Finnegan
@ 5:10 AM
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Monday, June 03, 2002
A good day, a bad night
On Sunday I hung out with my ex-roommate. We saw the movie "About A Boy," and it was not bad, if a little embarrassing at times, and weirdly structured, but not bad overall. The entire thing is scored by "Badly Drawn Boy" and, although I do not like his music, it is not offensive to my ears either.
Then my old roommate and I ate some very good food at that Peruvian restaurant near my apartment. We parted ways, and I went home, took a nap, worked on my screenplay, and watched an episode of Futurama I hadn't seen before, followed by a pretty good King of the Hill and the best Simpsons episode of a very poor season.
Overall, I was having an unusually good day. Then Noah came over, and it went downhill from there. He's terribly depressed. It's gotten to the point where his friends are offering him rooms in their apartments, for cheap or free, just in case he doesn't get a job in the next 2 or 3 months and has to move out of his apartment. This saddens him, as you can imagine, but it also saddens me, since I was hoping to eventually live in that apartment. Plus it's really hard to see Noah so worried and stressed out all the time. I can barely handle my own unhappiness with my job, let alone his.
So where the day had been fun and nice, the night was difficult and deeply troubling. Then apparently it was garbage day on my street, so I got to be deafened every few minutes starting at 6am by various garbage trucks. They stopped at exactly 8am, which is when I have to be up by anyway.
A Poor Choice
Saturday's D&D game was rather exciting. I made a mistake, or I guess my character made a mistake, and thought one of Maggie's character's was aligned in a similar vein, when actually she was not. Gregoria outed Wirchen's lack of loyalty to the party, and the party threatened to kill Wirchen.
At first, it was kind of neat to play a character not on the level, but everyone yelled and yelled, except Hal, who laughed and laughed, since he set the whole thing up to begin with. I got pretty shaken by the whole incident. But then, afterwards, Dan said, "If I had a nickel for every time my party tried to kill me, I'd have at least a quarter." And Noah said that parties had tried to kill his characters before, and Hal talked about a time when he actually advised a party to kill Kerry's character. Then I felt a lot better about the whole incident.
Oh, and then ET came over and we watched "Panda Go Panda" without Hal, even after we said we wouldn't.
Erin Finnegan
@ 8:01 PM
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Sunday, June 02, 2002
Monday, June 3rd.
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Erin Finnegan
@ 2:38 PM
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