Reason-Free Snowballs

I think the title of my party rubbed off on my mentality. Reason-Free was supposed to mean that there was no occasion for the party other than as an end in itself. It has evolved to mean an utter lack of reason altogether. This might not even be momentary as in Pink Floyd's album. I can never tell if reason will be restored. In any event, the party went off without a hitch except for the fact that my poor friend Anna had to leave about 6 times on various errands. One time she had to throw snowballs at my window to get back in. This is a lot harder than it seems.

This morning I was desperately seeking contact solution at my local CVS as I had completely run out the night before and had to sleep in contacts. I left the house in such a daze that I forgot my keys. Luckily, my sister and her "special" friend are staying at my house and I knew they could let me in. However, instead of doing the smart thing and buzzing into my apartment, I forgot that I could do that and decided to try my hand at snowball throwing. My hand is not so good. I made it to the window once, but it barely struck. I made it to the level of my window a few times, but hit only brick. Anna is officially the strongest woman alive.

I also did the insane and created a sidekick application. It is quite possibly the worst database I have ever witnessed. It consists of one table with horribly defined fields and doesn't even look nice. But I did it and I posted it on the web and I have decided that that is an accomplishment even if people hate me for it in the end. They shouldn't; it's a joke.

And to my "fan": are you serious or is this Leslie playing a trick on me? Do you know Leslie? What's your email address? (Hey, if you don't respond to your fans, they begin to hate you. Love and hate are very closely related. I should know. I took a whole class in it in college. No really, I was an anthropology student.)