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Jan. 22nd, 2002

Huh. So this is what 32 feels like. Well, fuck me if it doesn't feel just like 31 and 300-odd days. Erm. Pardon me if I'm feeling out of sorts tonight. I have a stiff achiness in my neck and left shoulder that won't go away, and a pain in my left little finger joint.

The weekend was nice, actually. Valerie was up to spend some time with me and Greg, before Greg trapises off to Florida to pursue his new post-layoff career (eeek!) Saturday evening was a symphony concert with Theresa (Walton Cello Concerto, Dvorak Nr. 8), Sunday, Val treated me to dinner at Chez Grill. Mmmm.

And so but also: consumer therapy! I have been lusting after this bike for nearly a year, and finally decided that my birthday was a good enough excuse to get it. Muchos gracias to the homies at Fat Tire Farm for putting up with my dithering (and for the Special Birthday Discount!)

Picked up some new paper and some selenium toner on Saturday, too. I've not been thrilled with the density that I've been seeing on the Ilford paper. Great range, but I want my blacks to be black. We'll see if we can do something about that.

I think I'm feeling a tad overwhelmed. There's not nearly enough time for me to do the things I need to do, let alone the things I want to do. I need to embark on a mission of prioritizing the projects at work, pushing through to get stuff at home organized, as well as setting aside time for myself to do things like ripping up some new trails on the bike. Hee!



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