August 26th, 2003
8+ disjunct thoughts
I think I set a new record for greatest stumble from the bed to the office chair. Went to sleep feelin’ groovy, but a combination of the PC waking up (and screen staying on) in the middle of the night with an AC that didn’t shut off, ruined it. So eight hours with the possibility of morning activities sank into ripping myself away from two dreams at once at about 9:05 to stumble out the door with a new shirt at 9:07.
I knew a guy in college that was the master of the stumble. He called it the “sink shower”. Sink Shower Satler (name changed to protect the unwashed) is what we called him. Yes siree, he could throw some deodorant in his pits, cologne on his neck and water over his face and he’d be ready to conquer Alpha Seti Six. And he looked good too.
Unfortunately, I can’t pull this off as my hair is longer and gets greazier faster. But, I had no choice. It was done today and must remain so until I get home at night for a shower (since I live too far away to get one at lunch).
So I’m on the train thinking…
thinking about how huddled form I am on the train, a fixture. Comparing my visage to that of the infamous kobold from Quest for Glory I: a ragged blue mess, making you unsure whether it is an animatable character or simply part of the background.
thinking how my fingernails look like insects, or someone else’s ripples of hyponychium and striated plate.
thinking where are the guys from the graphics lab at Virginia? The revived lab we built…the gLab?
thinking about drinking in Olsson 001 while coding for the CS340 robot games (which we were shafted at by a change in specification during the games).
thinking i want to live inside a cold cheeseburger….when do i get to sleep?
