Journal entries in 'Dear Diary' for December, 2005

Yesterday they delivered the new furniture for my room, and it finally feels like a living space again. What's more, it finally feels like my living space (sorry Andrés for evicting you). Soon after I got home from work around 7am, the Rooms To Go truck showed up bearing wonderfulness.

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Today I had restless sleep, and that often seems to lead to interesting dreams. Or perhaps it's just the waking up at odd hours that lets me remember them. I'd be kind of concerned to discover that these kinds of things are going on in my unconscious mind every night and I'm just not aware of them. Although it'd explain a lot.

This time I dreamt that I was wandering around some kind of university or apartment complex somewhere in the US, and I realized I was close to the apartment where Tony and his girlfriend lived (My awake self doesn't recognize who his girlfriend was, though apparently in the dream I was friends with her).

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When I got out of work on Saturday morning, I headed out to CompUSA in Carolina to try and find some computer parts. The drive turned out to be longer than I remembered, and when I finally got to the store I realized that I was already at least half of the way to El Yunque. So when I couldn't find any of the parts I was looking for, I said what the hell, and continued on to El Yunque to take pictures.

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I went to see Rent last night. It was another Life Aquatic-like experience — I knew it was based on the Broadway play of the same name, but I had no idea what the play was about, and hadn't heard any reviews one way or the other. And just like Life Aquatic, I was surprised by how much I liked it. It didn't quite capture my attention with obsessive delight as Life Aquatic did, but I did leave the theater convinced that I'd buy the DVD when it came out, and today I went to Borders and bought the soundtrack.

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The pictures I took at the Botanical Gardens with Andrés and Amy were among the files that were lost when my external hard drive was stolen during a party at The Compound. I've still got the web-sized versions here on BinRock, of course, but those are no good for printing. I've always mourned the loss of those photos; even moreso now that I have a nice photo printer. But then yesterday I realized — those were scanned from film. The original negatives and prints should still be around somewhere; most likely in one of the many boxes I shipped down here when I moved back to PR.

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