an honest day's work

August 30, 2001, 03:45 am

Phew. I don't think I've written about it yet, but jerkface found us a great place. We've been moving in stuff all day. And for the first time in a very long time, I feel really good about it.

I'm very tired. I'm sore, scratched, bruised. I bled at least a dozen times today. The pants I was wearing are so incredibly dirty! It's kind of like I'm a little kid who's been out playing all day.

I feel satisfied with the actual amount of real work I did today. I'm talking work like the physical moving of stuff. It's all very crazy.

Unfortunately, some stuff that I setup at work broke today and I spent a few hours frantically trying to fix it. It still isn't fixed, but I'm not going to kill myself over it. I think it may be beyond my abilities to figure out what the hell is going on. I'm currently most interested in taking a shower and going to bed. :)