June 29, 2004

Real Strawberries

Last night i had a bowl of real strawberries, the likes of which i've never tasted my entire life. And i'm a big strawberry fan, too. But the store bought kind are like plastic compared to the kind you can get at a roadside stand out here in the Big Valley.

Sherry brought home four of those little green baskets full of the freshest, reddest, most perfect looking berries ever. Eating one was like drinking pure strawberry juice. Like being in heaven. Inside, they were the color of blood, and not a bit of white anywhere. I ate them like candy.

Later, we sliced them up and smothered them over bowls of vanilla ice cream, with chocolate sauce drizzled on top. That was dinner. Then, at night, i dreamed about more strawberries.

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June 23, 2004

What A Hassle

i swear, i can't wait until i can bring my computer up here. i'm borrowing my housemate Colleen's computer to write this, which is such a fucking hassle, it's not even worth it. For one thing i have to wait until she's out to use it. For another thing it's slower than my brother's old 386 with 12 megabytes. And Colleen's is a Pentium IV! i don't know what she's done to it to make it run so slow. Also she's on an ISP that sucks. Also she's fucking lefthanded, so i have to cross my arm over to use the mouse, which is giving me a sore shoulder. The mouse buttons are reversed too! GAAAAK! What an annoyance.

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June 08, 2004

Paying My Respects

During lunch today, i took a walk over to the Capitol Building and signed this book.

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June 04, 2004

The Capitol City

Last week has not been easy. On Friday i moved into a room in the four bedroom house with my other new housemates Colleeen and Mike. Mike is a real sweetheart, very easygoing and funny. Colleen, i had forgotten, has a personality that tends to the negative and she can be a moody bitch a lot of the time. On Monday, for some reason, she decided she was going to be snippy to everybody, and i began to think i had made a mistake by moving in. But on Tuesday, she was back to normal. Weird. But i'm determined not to let her get to me. The house is great. The fourth housemate will be moving in tomorrow; it's another first year named Sherry or Shelly, i cant remember.

The Capitol City is like a small town with a few tall office buildings. After living in S.F. and L.A., i'm a snob. This is the provinces. But the people seem nice, and life is definitely slower than in L.A., if not the Bay Area too. On Tuesday, i started work at the local office of the law firm i've been at for the last couple of years. This is the third branch office i've worked at. They must like me. This operation is very small, only 5 attorneys, and i'm to be their part-time paralegal to help the full-time girl, who's going on maternity soon.

i still haven't seen Schwarzenegger, but i'm looking out for him. There's a few things i need to say to him regarding his job performance thus far. Some good, some not so good. The office had lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe the other day and i was joking about Arnie's failed venture with Willis and Stallone. What was it called? i don't even remember the name of it. No, i'm talking about the restaurant, not California. Overpriced hamburgers, bad service. Just like the Hard Rock. Damn, i can never remember the name of it.

i miss my family and Jason terribly. i feel weird, like i don't belong. i guess i'll get used to being here eventually. i'm planning to go back home for Father's day though, and i'm so looking forward to that.

Blogging is hard these days, because i work in a small office and the boss is always nearby. At home, i don't have a computer yet and i don't want to blog from my roommates' computers. It sucks. i really wanted to blog about Clinton's speech, which i saw last night. He was smooth wasn't he? Damn, that guy is good. Slick Willie, for sure. i plan to buy his book, by the way.

Gotta go, the boss is back.

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