I had something I was going to write about this morning, but now I’ve forgotten. I hate it when that…
Working Hard or Hardly Working?
I don’t know why I never update my diary over the weekends. It’s not like I don’t have internet access…
People Coming and People Going
I have the convertible for the weekend. This should be fun. Jason is leaving on Saturday to go back to…
Tired of Being Tired
{sigh} Someday soon, I will make this diary beautiful, and it will have some extraordinary layout instead of this boring…
Deadly Mosquitos
So as I was sitting on the couch last night scratching my 100 mosquito bites while my dinner was cooking,…
Swiss Friends
I stole this exchange from Becca’s diary: overheard in the office… canadian commenting on american ego: “you guys think you’re…
Lessons from the Weekend
Things I learned this weekend: 1) I taste good, at least if you are a mosquito. Saturday night was the…
Hearing Voices from Salt Lake City
{phone rings} “Hello?” “Hey, it’s Chris, hold on, I have someone who wants to talk to you…” {hear the phone…
After Hours
Here I am, still at work. It gets really quiet around the office after 5:00 or so…good because I can…
Three Days on the Phone
You always think that bad things will never happen to anyone you know, until they do. I hesitate to write…
Boy! (and Coop Scoop)
Yesterday I saw the boy who is in town. (Kent!) It was so good. Good good good. So happy. I…
Back to the Future
The building I work in is at one corner of a big parking lot. I get to work at 8:00…
