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2002-06-23 - 1:57 p.m.

I had big plans for this weekend. Huge plans. Well, sort of huge. But I didnít do anything. Itís crazy. I played Xbox and watched every session of Cowboy Beebop. Oh, and ate like a pig.

No car smog check, no Minority Report, no laundry, and no human contact. My normal weekend routine is a hike up on the ridge with the dogs, general cleanup, a walk to Starbucks for an iced Lattť or Tea, then maybe some shopping until the evenings, when Iíll meet some friends. Since Friday, Iíve been glued to the television. Iíve gotten pretty far on Morrowind Prophecies, caught up on my Anime viewing, and pretty much couch potatoed myself out. Which is exhausting. I wonder why doing nothing is more tiring than doing something. Thatís hardly original however. My mind has atrophied during this weekend of inactivity, and lacks itís usually keen edge. Or something like that.

Itís not too late to salvage the day however. There is hope. Of course, I really need to take a shower, shave, and a nap.

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