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Tuesday October 31st - Happy Hallowe'en/Samhain!

Burning Man Photo Gallery 2000	I let myself sleep long today. I figure I'm pretty sick, since I spent the past two days nearly deaf and all, and since sleep is when the body heals, sleeping 11 hours isn't being lazy, it's being smart. I'm hoping to start temping next week, so I spent several hours last night going through my office clothing and trying it on. All I can say is that I'm very, very glad I've been dieting/exercising these past 6 months; otherwise none of these dress pants would fit! The only pair that didn't fit were too large - and those were the ones I bought especially for Spain, so I wouldn't have to wear jeans all the time (they dress better than we do over there, and I didn't want to look like a tourist, though I sure sounded like one with my broken Spanish!). That was encouraging; solid proof that I've lost weight. I now also have a great excuse to get some matching tops to go with all these pants; I'll have to see what they have at Crossroads (a great second hand clothing store here in the Bay Area). I'm trying to get my room cleaned up, too, but I have the usual problem of where to put all my shit. I redid my drawers for winter (moved the sweaters and long-sleeved stuff up, traded places with the tank tops and shorts), but I desperately need to do some filing; too bad my filing "cabinet" is already entirely full. Argh. I need an office. I need my own place. I need a cat. Yeah, I say all that, but then there are times like last night when I had to come out of my room because my housemates were laughing so hard in the next room I could actually hear them. I joined them to watch "The Daily Show with Jon Stewart" which is pretty damn funny. But I was more after the human interaction, I think, than the TV show. Later, when I was vegging in front of the TV (being deaf is like being in a fog; lonely) Jen came over and dangled Aron's yellow boa (Halloween costume piece) in front of me, telling Aron, "I'm playing with the cat." I batted at it a bit, but stopped myself before I grabbed it in both paws and tried to chew it to bits. I really like Jen; she's a good person, no doubt. Not sure what I'm going to do today. It's already 1:30pm and I'm still in glasses and bathrobe. It's sorta sunny, so maybe I'll convince David to help me garden. I'm cramping, so yoga might be out for tonight. We don't get many trick-or-treaters because our gate is so tricky to open (and leaving it open feels just too unsafe), so I'll probably just put on one of my more comfy costumes and sit around watching the two hours of Buffy Halloween fun tonight. And maybe clean up my "office" if I get to it. I miss Martin Place, with all the hoopla and haunted houses and thousands of costumed kids . . . ah, well. It's just as well, conisdering how I'm feeling right now. I just hope I'm healthy by this Saturday's Redemption party/blow out I've been invited to in San Jose . . .	Exercise log: Did some shoulders while watching TV, although it made me very, very dizzy. Writing log: The Many Masks of Halloween in Strange Horizons. I'm currently reading: Solaris by Stanislaw Lem Woman: An Intimate Geography by Natalie Angier
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