You Never Had A Dog 17 January 2000

2:55 PM: Koff koff koff. Uh, hello. You may have noticed that it's been a little quiet around here lately. That's because I went out way too early in the evening Wednesday, to meet Lana for beers and communist plotting. We ended up walking from the Mission back to the Haight, and you know how if you've had a beer or three, it doesn't seem like it's all that cold, really? Well it is. And it was. I don't think the subsequent three or four more until 2 AM helped either.

In any case, I woke up sick Thursday morning. I had to call the dentist to cancel my appointment, only to find out that the two voicemail messages his office had left the day before, saying "Please call", were because he was sick as well. Could they have just said, "Please call because the Dr. is sick and we have to reschedule you?" No no no. I hate this guy more and more.

That was pretty much the high point of that day. Since then I have not logged on or gone out or done anything but re-read anything I could find on my shelf that I hadn't read in the last six months or so, or that I couldn't remember distinctly at any rate. Along with the coughing and the sleeping. No fun was had.

Now here I am, working on MLK Day which I promised that I wouldn't. Plah.

Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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