Date: Mon, Jan 29, 1996 20:31 EDT The altitude is getting to me. I have to breathe hard when trying to keep up with Max, although I’ve made it up stairs much more successfully than I thought I might. Maybe my blood is still thick from this summer. I fell asleep this afternoon on the couch until most of my body woke up, leaving my arm painfully numb. I flopped it against the sofa for a couple of minutes before rolling over to find a new position that would keep the blood in my arms circulating and drool from escaping…
You know, we ought to live off peak. I was reading about this in a Reader’s Digest article about how to get more time out of your day. I was reading it only because I start at the beginning of a Reader’s Digest and read all the way through it while in the bathroom. I wanted to skip that article because I KNOW I’m not very efficient with time, and I don’t need anyone to tell me I am. But one of the items in it I liked. It talked about living off peak. That means going to work early…
Well, lab was fun today. Chris Hyatt and Adam Krill (or whatever) were cutting up. Chris wrote an acronym for LAB — Long And Boring. Then Delaine Jenkins (I think that’s her name) wrote a poem about Dr. Bilbo. It was hilarious. But she made us give it back. Needless to say, if Dr. Bilbo had gotten ahold of it, somebody would have been in trouble. Chris was flipping rulers at people while Dr. Berry was writing on the board. Adam would answer the questions by looking at my worksheet which was a bad idea because I was wrong a…
(Date unknown) I went to the college Democrats meeting today. Not because I’m a democrat. I went to see Don Womack, the candidate running against Sonny Callahan, our current U.S. representative. I like to take every chance I get to meet the people who are running for office. I went to the room where the meeting was taking place and was greeted by Dr. Schaefer (my political science professor), Dr. Hinson (my history professor), the young man who was attempting to start up the Democrat’s club, and Don Womack himself. That was it. I was the only student who showed…
[August 1995. Exact date unknown.] Michele bought a whole bunch of fruit today. What she does is ask the produce man at the store if he has anything he’s throwing away. He asks if it’s for human or animal consumption. She says animal, but then feeds us on it anyway. I’ve learned to do the same. You can get a whole box of peaches (a bushel or so) for a couple of bucks. And most of them are okay to eat too. Whenever she asks what we need at the grocery store, I say fruit, because we go through it…