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17 October 1999
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omnia quia sunt, lumina sunt.
finally found that latin phrase that i had been trying to remember forever. i had scribbled it down in one of my notebooks (or maybe just on a loose sheet/scrap of paper) but could never track it down. found it on the internet during work tonight. the impetus was that i was reading a book called origins by lebbeus woods that i found while browsing through the locked up room of nifty books that my cool job grants me access to. the book is really cool, and if anyone ever comes across a copy at a used bookstore, keep me in mind.
so anyway, i woke up (after three tries) feeling considerably better this morning. i don't suffer from the chronic bouts of depression that i did in high school. i just occasionally get overwhelmed by internal junk nowadays. and it tends to fade pretty quickly.
i believe that i was dreaming about social sorts of things. in the way that i was dreaming about architectural sorts of things a couple of nights ago. i don't remember any specifics.
my team for the concrete casting project went to home depot this morning to pick up our framework supplies. then spent the whole afternoon working on it. i left at five for dinner (my first meal of the day) and then the library.
saw jen on the way to the library. i had this feeling that i might. i was actually saying hello to her in my head when i rounded the corner and actually saw her. i tend to have this constant running internal monologue that occasionally finds a specific recipient, and that internal flow of thought happened to coincide with the real world. although i didn't say hello in rl the same way that i did in my head. odd.
the library was quiet overall, but there were three or four people who i helped in-depth with various sorts of searches. i actually really enjoy helping people out in the intellectual sorta context of the library.
there was a brief thought about returning to the studio tonight, but i'd rather get a good night's sleep and possibly have the long night tomorrow. although maybe i'll get lucky and pull off finishing my lycra project in the early afternoon.
finally found that latin phrase that i had been trying to remember forever. i had scribbled it down in one of my notebooks (or maybe just on a loose sheet/scrap of paper) but could never track it down. found it on the internet during work tonight. the impetus was that i was reading a book called origins by lebbeus woods that i found while browsing through the locked up room of nifty books that my cool job grants me access to. the book is really cool, and if anyone ever comes across a copy at a used bookstore, keep me in mind.
so anyway, i woke up (after three tries) feeling considerably better this morning. i don't suffer from the chronic bouts of depression that i did in high school. i just occasionally get overwhelmed by internal junk nowadays. and it tends to fade pretty quickly.
i believe that i was dreaming about social sorts of things. in the way that i was dreaming about architectural sorts of things a couple of nights ago. i don't remember any specifics.
my team for the concrete casting project went to home depot this morning to pick up our framework supplies. then spent the whole afternoon working on it. i left at five for dinner (my first meal of the day) and then the library.
saw jen on the way to the library. i had this feeling that i might. i was actually saying hello to her in my head when i rounded the corner and actually saw her. i tend to have this constant running internal monologue that occasionally finds a specific recipient, and that internal flow of thought happened to coincide with the real world. although i didn't say hello in rl the same way that i did in my head. odd.
the library was quiet overall, but there were three or four people who i helped in-depth with various sorts of searches. i actually really enjoy helping people out in the intellectual sorta context of the library.
there was a brief thought about returning to the studio tonight, but i'd rather get a good night's sleep and possibly have the long night tomorrow. although maybe i'll get lucky and pull off finishing my lycra project in the early afternoon.