Well then...
Jul. 16th, 2002 09:11 amYou know, for some reason, I find it perversely tempting to join TIPS. My office mate and I (one of the four other people in this room too small for five) are tempted to join and put the stickers they give you all over the walls. Anyway, they're managed by FEMA. That bothers me even more profoundly than just about anything else about this program. I mean, the fact that the wesite sometimes sounds almost communist (in that 80's movie way, da, commrade?) or fascist at times makes me leery, but mostly I giggle at it. Anyway, go have a look.
They Might Be Giants at the Paramount on Saturday. I have no tickets. Sad me. I'll see how finances look on Friday after getting paid and maybe there will be tickets left for me.
Bumbershoot is soon, yes?
I feel a little better about things, though I still have a cold which makes it so that I might act irrationally and stupid at any moment.
I should get some work done.
They Might Be Giants at the Paramount on Saturday. I have no tickets. Sad me. I'll see how finances look on Friday after getting paid and maybe there will be tickets left for me.
Bumbershoot is soon, yes?
I feel a little better about things, though I still have a cold which makes it so that I might act irrationally and stupid at any moment.
I should get some work done.
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Date: 2002-07-16 10:32 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-07-16 10:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-07-17 11:22 am (UTC)Especially the Operation: TIPS thing.
*shudder*
"Not only is Big Brother watching you, but so are your neighbors and friends!"