Monday, December 29, 2003
That night. Thawed out, the house is still pretty cold. A police helicopter is circling around outside and a siren grows louder and then softer, although can a siren ever really be soft?
Conversations with JR and Robert and Larry today. Robert is leaving the soap opera soon, starting his new show in Dallas. Luckily JR is not planning on going to Dallas, although that would be ironic. Instead he has started the process of making breakfast happen at Something Sweet. Larry spent his day dealing with the idjits who work for QWest, our local phone "service." And I struggled valiantly to the credit union, where unusually weird people stood in line in front of me. After one obviously drugged-up boy slurred to the cashier that he needed four, yes four, money orders, I muttered "This is pointless!" and left, a half hour of my life wasted.
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Conversations with JR and Robert and Larry today. Robert is leaving the soap opera soon, starting his new show in Dallas. Luckily JR is not planning on going to Dallas, although that would be ironic. Instead he has started the process of making breakfast happen at Something Sweet. Larry spent his day dealing with the idjits who work for QWest, our local phone "service." And I struggled valiantly to the credit union, where unusually weird people stood in line in front of me. After one obviously drugged-up boy slurred to the cashier that he needed four, yes four, money orders, I muttered "This is pointless!" and left, a half hour of my life wasted.
