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Thoughts from a Saturday Afternoon
I've been overusing the word "churlish" recently. I'm not really sure what brought me to this, but since my most common use of the word is "I thought about doing X in response to Y, but it just seemed overly churlish," maybe it's not that I'm overusing the word but that I've been feeling overly churlish recently.
As I was leaving the lab on Thursday night, I heard music in the elevator shaft and when the elevator doors opened I saw a six person band in the elevator practicing church music. I just stood there for a moment, mouth a-gape, and one of them was like "Well, come on in, man!" I faced the wall of the elevator for the entirety of the ride down and beat a hasty retreat afterward. It was pretty fucking surreal.
Since I spend so much time driving between Lawrence and Olathe, I've been listening to a lot of audiobooks to pass the time. I recently finished the Takeshi Kovacs Trilogy by Richard Morgan. I enjoyed that it was sort of a post-cyberpunk/detective/war/revenge story mash-up. I did not enjoy the numerous, frighteningly graphic sex scenes. Most sci-fi writers are pervs, but Morgan really pushed the envelope. I think that it was especially disturbing because of the male narrator's dedication to emoting the text. I would estimate that the most frequently repeated line in the series was "I was hard almost instantly." Sheesh.
We've been without home phone service for nearly three months now. We were going to port our number to Comcast, but after reading some really negative shit about Comcast phone service on the consumerist we decided to cancel. A week after the cancelled installation appointment our phone line went dead, and has been ever since. Both Comcast and AT&T are totally impossible to deal with and are denying any responsibility or willingness to help.
When faced with a large amount of work, I tend to delay getting started in pretty retarded ways like organizing my mp3s, or driving around pointlessly for hours. I think that I may have hit a new low today as I spent several hours trying to teach myself to type in Dvorak.
Aaron is in town this weekend, and we're throwing Britt a birthday party tonight. Callie and Ryan should be there, which is exciting since I haven't seen either of them in years.
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