June 29th, 2000



Talked to Blythe for awhile while I packed. I'm going to see her tomorrow afternoon ... :-) Tomorrow morning at 9 am I have an eye appointment... I think that'll be the earliest I've woken up all summer. I need to get to bed here. First though, wrapping up some LiveJournal issues before I take off for 12 days. First I'm going to Seattle until the 5th, then I leave for Iowa until the 11th or 12th. I have somebody watching LiveJournal for me that I trust and have has tons of mad Unix skills, so things should be in good hands ... I left him a list of instructions should something go wrong, but it seems to be running quite nice the past few days here.

Weird Sleeping Habits

So, I went to bed about 1am last night, the earliest I'd gone to bed in awhile. I couldn't fall asleep until 2:30am though, either because I wasn't use to going to bed before 5am, or because I couldn't stop thinking about seeing Blythe ... or maybe some of each. I had my alarm set for 7:15. I woke up at 6:45. wtf?? How'd I manage that? Is my body only used to getting about 5 hours of sleep? Anyway, up now, allergies suck (even inside the house with our pollen air filters working non-stop). Going to take a shower, load the car, eat breakfast, head to my eye appointment, then head up to Seattle.

my eyes

I just got back from my eye appointment. I'm writing this with my eyes closed since I can't make out a damn thing on the screen (or on road signs, for that matter) ... they put those damn drpos in your eyes that dialate them and they then put another ste in to do something else, then they put a thied set in to close your eyes up, the result of which is my eyes are fucked for like an hour ... so I'm back at home waiting for my eyes to return to normal before I hit the ffreeway. I took the country roads back from Hillsboro where my chances of killing many eople or myself were minimal. My old eye doctor didn't have this third set of drops so you left w/ your eyes dialated but sunglasses helped ... but with this new eye doctor I leave and my eyes are both dialated and fuzzy. I went to McDonalds to order food and couldn't read the menu. There was a Mexican family there that was giving their order to their son who was translating to the employee ... I thought of doing the same ... "Yo quiero un hamburgesa con queso, por favor!!" Grrrr... damnit eyes, work! Aight, I'm going to take off pretty soon here... my mom's starting to make me try to help her with stuff, which is a definite sign that I need to get out of here.