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1 May 1999
rabbit, rabbit.
so this morning was my last playwriting class. i've still got a bit of work to turn in for it, but the semester really is coming to an end. i had a brief flash of another possible short play while driving home, although i don't know if anything will ever come of it. i really should be writing all the time, all these little ideas that come to me. i wish i knew what it is exactly that keeps me from doing so.
i spent a good portion of today trying to install linux on a second drive in george's computer. no real luck. i had the same sorts problems when i tried to switch between the beos and the macos in my starmax. once you get an operating system working on one of them, it doesn't much care to be changed.
so this morning was my last playwriting class. i've still got a bit of work to turn in for it, but the semester really is coming to an end. i had a brief flash of another possible short play while driving home, although i don't know if anything will ever come of it. i really should be writing all the time, all these little ideas that come to me. i wish i knew what it is exactly that keeps me from doing so.
i spent a good portion of today trying to install linux on a second drive in george's computer. no real luck. i had the same sorts problems when i tried to switch between the beos and the macos in my starmax. once you get an operating system working on one of them, it doesn't much care to be changed.