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Went and saw Judas Priest tonight and it is easily one of the greatest live performances I have ever seen. There will be a review posted in my journal.

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Went to my friends house on my first day back in San Diego. We hung out at his place and listened to trout mask replica on two laptops hooked up to speakers as well as on a vinyl hooked up to an amp with effects and a subwoofer. It was trippy as duck.

It's technically not today that it happened but on Thursday I had a meeting with a top IT company and was told I was the only one picked to do a project in order to achieve an internship. Over 20 people applied and 7 got through to the second stage, all men except me and most far further through their software diploma. I'm feeling really nervous because I have a lot to prepare for in order to start next Thursday. I got some text books and plan on printing a whole lot of code.

Kicked ass at work today and got all the grocery shopping done for a while because I'm not leaving this apartment until my weekend's over.

My day just started, but I've already written the second chapter of my work in progress and had sex (not with my work in progress...).

3rd day of playing nurse. My wife hasn't left the recliner I put in her bedroom except to use the bathroom. I've been up and down the stairs 247 times and asked "can I get you anything?" 139 times since last Wednesday night.

Not complaining mind you.

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Originally Posted by mordwyr (Post 1515448)

My day just started, but I've already written the second chapter of my work in progress and had sex.

Working on #8?

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Originally Posted by Vanilla (Post 1515080)

Congrats Vani!

So, I just found something I wrote a couple years ago and since I've been coming to terms with my depression the last few days, it really made me realize where my head was at. This was a free form prose assignment in my creative writing class that was had to turn in by the end of class. Didn't realize I was in such a dark place.

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Rose from bed groggy, delirious, torn from the earthly bed which graced my presence for what seemed like days, but was really a few hours, walking towards the door which leads to cold brisk air, but finding the door too big to move, the door which seems to be growing, growing through the ceiling into the sky, thinking to myself how will I ever be able to move this now, looking towards the window for escape only to realize the window is gone and replaced by another door, turn around door, turn around door, too many doors. The choice of door floats over the mind and a random choice becomes clear, door opens, no light, just black, another door opened, no dark, just white, another door opens, sand pours from the cracks and begins to fill the small room grain by grain until the ceiling becomes the means to an end, up to the neck with a sea of dry water, just then the ceiling opens up and I am greeted with wind and fire and all the while I am telling myself to wake up. WAKE UP! Rose from the bed groggy, delirious, torn…

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That actually reminds me a bit of Robert Frost's After Apple Picking.