High School

Writ­ten today for 40+ read­ers in North­ern Cal­i­for­nia, includ­ing at least 2 in San Mateo, this is lat­est from the Din­hter­net! (How’s that for a threat, Thu? :) )

Yes­ter­day… woke up at 9 again. I’ve been going to sleep ear­lier and wak­ing up later. Has the curse been bro­ken? I dunno, but I’ve been feel­ing more alert every morn­ing. It’s great. Maybe I should sleep in all day more often. It seems to have helped quite a bit.

As soon as I was up, jumped online again. First looked in the good ol’ inbox. Hop­ing and pray­ing the tech sup­port guy replied about the new mail­ing list pro­gram. But no, just more notices of chap­ter e-​mails I have to approve. The chap­ter list got spammed for the first time on the new list pro­gram yes­ter­day. I was able to delete it due to the mod­er­a­tion. But if things went the way I wanted, this would all be automated.

Watched some more episodes of Lost so I could down­load some more stuff. I’m so low on disk space right now. I really need to get that other hard drive back up. Azureus updated itself. But the new ver­sion doesn’t work right. It allo­cates space and con­nects to seeds and such fine. But it doesn’t actu­ally down­load the tor­rents after that. Well, it does, but at a cou­ple of bytes a sec­ond. And halt­ingly, at that. I hate it. Prob­a­bly going to try Bit­Lord or some­thing today.

Col­lab­o­rated with Peggy on a house search at the same time. After I caught up on Lost, read more Mon­ster. Eddie C came home with a mys­tery bur­rito from work and tried to push it on me and every­one online. I was very curi­ous to find out what was in it. It could have been any­thing… even a boat! Every­one was afraid, so I bit the bul­let and ate the bur­rito. It turns out it was a steak bor­der bur­rito. Or so Eddie C says. I trust him to know the menu bet­ter than I do.

Mommy Van came over with some DayQuil and NyQuil for Eddie C’s cough. Sophia came over a lit­tle later and watched Hus­tle with us until her ser­vice project. Took a nap for a bit before the kick­ball game. Woke up to find it rain­ing, and the kick­ball game can­celled. Read more Mon­ster. Drew invited me to watch movies at Clayton’s, but I was feel­ing lazy and wanted to be able to pass out at any moment. Ali­son invited me to late night DC, cour­tesy of her cousin, but it fell through, so I didn’t have to leave the house after all.

Read yet more Mon­ster as I chat­ted with peo­ple, mostly Merry (if you can call it talk­ing… it was mostly her mak­ing fun of me again) and Peggy.

Good night, Mr. Encyclopedia.”

- Peggy.

Mr. Ency­clo­pe­dia?”

- Me.

What? Mr. Dic​tio​nary​.com?”

- Peggy.

Hahaha. Actu­ally, one of my nick­names in high school was Dic­tio­nary Dinh.”

- Me.

Wow! OK, good night, Dic­tio­nary Dinh.”

- Peggy.

Good night… what’s one of your high school nicknames?”

- Me.

Psy­cho Peggy?”

- Peggy.

Really?!”

- Me.

Of course not. I was nor­mal in high school.”

- Peggy.

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