Dear Diary . . . day by day

Friday, August 24th, 2001 - Now See Here

Feeling better today, not nearly as "I'm-gonna-die!" as yesterday, but still achey enough to not want to do anything. That was too bad, as I had an eye appointment today for new contacts and glasses. My old pair of glasses I think were bought when I was 16, and they make my head hurt when I wear them too long. They're also far too ugly and out of style to wear out of the house, so, new glasses.
There's something weirdly intimate about eye exams. You're sitting in a leather chair in the dim light with a strange man thrusting metal contraptions at your face, or, worse, leaning over and peering into your eyes with a bright light, breathing directly on your face. They always manage to brush up against you in some way that's not sexual, just too intimate to be comfortable; today his pinky kept brushing my upper lip. To give these guys credit, you can tell they're desperately not trying to touch you at all, but that somehow heightens the shock when they do.
Anyway, I'm officially broke. No more credit on the credit card after today. Sigh. I don't want to think about debt right now. I should be thinking about a job.

Exercise log:
Hm.
Writing log:

Check out my article on Nalo Hopkinson's Midnight Robber in Strange Horizons. Warning: If you haven't read the book, this article will spoil all the plot twists for you; so go buy her book and read it first!
I'm currently reading:
Last Call by Tim Powers
Rangergirl by Tim Pratt
Okay, so I'm just reading the very rough first draft of the chapters fresh off the 'puter, but damn, it's already good!
My new PO Box is:
Heather Shaw
P.O. Box 13222
Berkeley, CA 94712-4222

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