31 March 2000 
 
So I'm waiting for this guy to realize the reason his stuff isn't printing 
is because there's no paper in the printer...  Of course, I could go put 
paper in the printer myself, but I'm kinda lazy. 
 
Hmmm, the stuff of urban legends... Baby Born With Bullet Wound.  Luckily 
it was only a grazing. 
 
I learned last night to pay a little more attention to which subway train 
I sit down in.  I was so happy to see empty seats that I didn't even 
notice I was headed on an Astoria-bound N, not a Forest Hills-bound 
R.  Luckily, the main difference between the N & R, namely that N is above 
ground in Queens, is what immediately clued me in.  Also luckily, the 7 
train to Flushing intersects with the N's first Queens stop and then 
intersects with the E & F at Roosevelt Avenue...  actually, I didn't add 
that much more time to my ride and I got a nice view of one of the U.S.'s 
"Millennial Paths" (whatever that means). 
 
I've started a "diet" which basically consists of counting calories.  I 
don't restrict any foods or anything like that, I just count how many 
calories everything has and I aim for a total under 2000.  I'm thinking of 
buying a scale today, but I don't know.  I'll go see how expensive they 
are and then decide.  It's kind of nice to diet and not know what one 
actually weighs.  It takes some of the pressure off. 
 
Ah, good, paper was put in.   
 
I saw this headline this morning:  Mass. to Ban Computer Dumping (I 
suppose because of the toxic contents).  Every time I see that headline 
(because I go to several different news sites, it pops up at each one) I 
keep seeing it as a ban on computer dating.  Not that I've seen that 
advertised recently.   
 
So this morning I got laundry done and wrote some letters on my nice 
cotton paper (and made it monogrammed courtesy my calligraphy pen).  I am 
willing to be an actual pen pal (as opposed to email pal) to anybody, but 
I ask that they write me first.  One must write letters to get 
letters.  As of now, I get letters (or notes) from my grandmothers and my 
cousin Rhonda. 
 
Let's see, I bought three books yesterday: one on calculus of variations, 
one full of math teasers (high school math level), and one about 
names, with a psychological, sociological, and historical viewpoint.  I'm 
kind of tired and hungry right now (and yes, Stuart, I know the difference 
between being hungry and having an empty stomach.  nyah.)