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Hee hee, I'm running away from home in two weeks! Only for four days, though. I gave up on the whole Memorial Day weekend idea and put in for May 19-22 off. I should be able to get it with no problems.

I saw X2 this weekend. I liked it, and it was even reasonably good. There are a lot of things that are good that I don't like (Shakespeare, for instance) and a lot of things that I like that are awful (most action movies, for instance). It's amazing how many movie critics there are out there who don't know the difference between something that's good and something they like. My parents are responsible for my knowing there's a difference.

I wish I could explain what goes on in my head. I keep running into this problem in which people ask me what I'm thinking and I can't tell them because it's so random. When I say that, it sounds like I'm hiding something. But I'm really not hiding anything, I just can't explain the chain of thoughts going through my head at that moment, because the connections between them wouldn't make any sense to anyone else. Maybe people think I'm hiding things because I spend more time listening to conversation than participating in it. I don't know. Should I always be thinking something coherent and insightful? I think my head would explode if I did.

There's something somewhere around my apartment that hums in two different keys. I can't hear it unless I'm trying to, or unless I'm trying to get to sleep, but it drives me to distraction. I wonder if it doesn't have something to do with the power transformer on the pole down the street.

My goodness, I'm random today.

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That liking vs. actually good bit is very true. Good observation.

I'm like that all the time - I think one of my first entries was about those random-chain of associations that often go on in my head. The difference perhaps is that I inflict them on others, making vast jumps in conversation linked by tenuous associations relevant only to me. Fortunately people are used to my eclectic associations by now.

The worst is when I think of something, say something, and then forget whatever it was I was going to continue with. D'oh!

Random is good.

And I think you'll find people more interested in the random thoughts than you suspect.