Untitled.
20 August 1998
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last night i dreamt that i was director or producer or something on some big tv special that david letterman was hosting somewhere on the west coast. after it was over we invited all the stars (and clowns and other assorted people involved) back to an after-show party at our office in washington dc. except that it was already after midnight pacific time, and we had a lot of paperwork to do, so we never got there.
later i dreamt that sam had been wearing all my funky mis-matched socks.
when i came into work this morning, reggie told me that i looked too alert for the morning, and later marc said that i was too cheerful today, or something. and i noticed over lunch that i really am rather happy today. i have no idea why. i didn't get a particularly good night's sleep, there's nothing terribly exciting going on in my life. but i s'pose i shouldn't second guess it.
nothing like arguments about money to ruin a good mood. trying to decide which customers are delinquent when, and who's account should be disabled and all that. bleh. i couldn't deal and walked out and sat by myself for a bit. i'm a little better now. and we're playing foursquare in two minutes, so..
later i dreamt that sam had been wearing all my funky mis-matched socks.
when i came into work this morning, reggie told me that i looked too alert for the morning, and later marc said that i was too cheerful today, or something. and i noticed over lunch that i really am rather happy today. i have no idea why. i didn't get a particularly good night's sleep, there's nothing terribly exciting going on in my life. but i s'pose i shouldn't second guess it.
nothing like arguments about money to ruin a good mood. trying to decide which customers are delinquent when, and who's account should be disabled and all that. bleh. i couldn't deal and walked out and sat by myself for a bit. i'm a little better now. and we're playing foursquare in two minutes, so..