Wanted: Coping Skills

Sunday, Sept. 14, 2003 - 9:15 a.m.

Yesterday was warm here in San Francisco, as in like, the rest of you would have thought it was warm, too.

I travel with a water bottle when it's that hot, and when I got down to the car, I got upset with myself for leaving it behind, upstairs probably sitting on a table somewhere -- and slammed my car door and the passenger side door mirror popped out of its holder. Whoops. Fortunately it was not broken.

Then John took it and tried to reinstall it using some double-sided foam-core tape on the back side -- and he dropped the mirror and it shattered. John was angry and told me it would take two hundred dollars to fix this mirror and to not destroy his car because it's all he's got, and I wouldn't have slammed the door of a car of any of my FRIENDS, would I? The usual stuff.

I feel like shit. I didn't mean to break the mirror.

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Yesterday the photographs I took in Ogden were developed. They all came out spectacularly. I'll be posting lots of them to Diaryland, and burning the rest onto a CD. I'd never actually used the one-hour photo processing option before, but I've got some plans for the images, so I wanted them back in my grubby little mitts as soon as possible. I'm running back and forth scanning them in as I try and compose this entry. I'll share as many of them as I can with you over the coming days.

I got invited back, and am planning a second visit, only this time, I'll be flying, which saves a great deal of time, but it's not going to be as intimate in a contact-with-other-humans kind of way as taking the bus was.

Everybody on that bus had a story to tell, and I am saddened that I did not get to find out what too many of them were.

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I spoke to Paul last night in IMs, which was a surprise, since he's on vacation in Montana for several days. But Paul kept acting weird, and I mean even for Paul; there were non-sequiturs and salacious innuendos thrown at me, and just generally I began to worry. So I logged off and attempted to leave a message for him on his voicemail, saying that somebody was using his IM program without his permission -- but the voicemail box was completely full. So I logged back on and attempted to figure out what was going on.

It turned out to be Paul's friend Mike; Paul was staying at Mike's until Sunday night.

Gads. I'm so embarrassed. I may have said things to Mike that he's going to tease Paul about.

I confuse so easily these days. Ever since the Andy thing, I'm just basically completely unable to deal with somebody when they're pretending I haven't said or done something the way I know I said or did it. I figure those skills might return one of these days, but until they do, I'm really up the proverbial estuary when it comes to this sort of thing.

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John is going to be in Chicago from Monday morning to Wednesday night. This will be the first time we've been so far apart. I miss him already.

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