December 19, 2003
sugar lake
12/19/03
I've been considering not writing in here for Saturdays, as long as that doesn't make anyone too terribly unhappy. While I appreciate (and am flummoxed by) the great hits I get during the week, it seems as though weekends are a time when everyone takes a break from the internet.
The "weekend mentality" is about as pervasive as the "semester mentality," meaning that you tend to live your life around those arbitrary constructs long after they have any relevance. As a freelancer, Sunday at 11:45pm is just as good time for work as any other. And I confess that I still see my life based on spring semesters, fall semesters and summer, even though I haven't attended class in 13 years.
Speaking of which, my first real girlfriend Tracy celebrated her birthday today. And my oldest Carolina confidante Kendall is reading this and she always wanted me to post a picture of she and Tracy together. So here you go, m'dear!
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Kendall is yelling at me, as usual, in 1989
You know I'm not a commenter...per se, but I'm just getting used to no Sunday blog. This may not be your responsibility, but Ian blog checking has become my one obsessive compulsive tick and if there is no Ian blog to check I may start back up with the drinking, the smoking and the creepy anonymous sex...which right now, I only have to do on Sundays. Maybe you could just write me short inspirational notes.
Dear Tracy,Happy Birthday
Love,
Chip