2.02.2004

There Is Still Love in the Midwest

Early Monday morning thoughts: I received a phone call at 2:39am this morning. Luckily I was deep in badly needed sleep, and wasn't awakened by it. The voicemail was only a song that I couldn't understand because it was over the phone and of course it was overmodulated and distorted. Gee, I wonder who in the Traverse City area would be calling me after the bar closes to leave a voicemail that's only a song? Thanks. So what was the song, anyway?

Someone's knitting a scarf for me. I love it, it matches my eyes, and it comes from the heart.

Last night, I had absolutely no intention of going out. All I wanted to do was sleep. I was feeling like I was on drugs yet I didn't consume any. It was like being on weak acid without the visuals. And without feeling like I was gonna be awake for three days (because I already had been awake for two days). So, I'm sitting here at home, watching LOTR The Two Towers, and I get a phone call. Last Wednesday, I was talked into buying a $5 square in a Superbowl betting thing. Turns out I won the second quarter. Knowing that I'm broke until this Friday, I decided to go claim my prize: $100. Then, I was told that I still had a chance to win again if no one scored in the third quarter. But, I was also told that it was pretty likely that they would score. I decided to wait around, because hey, if I won again, I wanted that money, too. I won again. Funny, considering how much I hate football.

While waiting to see if I won again, I bowled. I used to work in a bowling alley, and unlike most people I know who worked in a bowling alley in the past, or work in one now, I don't bowl. I'm just not interested. But, I bowled last night, and does my ass hurt. My favorite particle physicist, Sarah, kicked it hard in the first and third games. It has to be because she's a physicist. She calculating what's going to happen each time she throws. No, she's just a good bowler -even when tired. I got her in the second game, but only by two pins. Maybe I'll start bowling again, I could use the exercise...

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