2002-12-15 - 9:51 a.m.

Dear Diary,

Well, feels like a fresh Sunday.

Wow.. it's actually beautiful outside. It's been so dreary for so long, I'm glad to see some blue sky and bright sunny reflections off buildings. Definitely a day to go outside and take a walk.

Oh, speaking of walks, that's all Mark and I got to do last night instead of going to the movies. First, the movie theatre didn't take interac or visa, just cash, then the 7-11 bank machine rejected my bank card, THEN the TD bank machine (TD is the bank my account is at) also rejected my card. So we ended up walking back and forth across Port Arthur trying to get money to go to the movie and it ended up being too late. Now I'm wondering what in the world is up with my account... time to check.

Ok, I still have 844 dollars. Not sure what could be wrong...

Alright, well my online banking site doesn't mention any problems or show anything unusual. Sigh. I'm not sure what particular computer glitch came up or what invisible line I crossed or fine print I didn't read... I'm sure there'll be something, but this really isn't the time for it.

I'm going to tidy up the place today in preparation for The Great Monday of Furious Packing. That might even be a great title for a gay porno. Well, if it related to an already well-known and similar title, which it doesn't.

I have until Thursday night to have my car full and my house empty. Something tells me I'll have to mail more boxes between now and then. I'll also have to handle minor details like what to do with my bed. It's around this time my thoughts turn to how many t-shirts could be squeezed into a microwave oven.

And from there they saunter over to the olfactory corner of my brain and remind me that I started some tea just before opening this entry so it should be just about ready. I'm off to get me some of that tea lovin.

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