Missed a lot

I am going to start keeping a notebook, or maybe one of those 3x5 daytimers. I think they're right about the visceral reaction to writing things down. I keep forgetting things I want to say because I'm not in front of the computer when I want to say them. And the computer doesn't stimulate me to remember them. I think of how many people's blog entries I see that are about things they found on the web, or emailed from friends, or about what they do on the computer. If I want this to be any reflection of real life, I'm going to have to really start attempting to transfer some real life in here.

Charlie felt sick and went to bed, and as far as I can tell, he's asleep. I was trying to clean up the shed out back, and I found that I could only handle a few minutes of it. So much lost, so much gone.

Mark has moved to N.C. to be with Suzanne.

I'm going to go see Emily now. After I pick up my 1099. And find the keys.