2001-06-03

the line is in the dirt. drawn in my mind. the line between me and this job. i will be gone very soon. this may be the last diary entry written from Intrali-ks. the season is over.

i have culled about all i care to learn about registration, phone calls, tech support, computer corporations.

when i leave this job, other doors will open. i have often thought to myself: why is it such a big deal? in new york, i could find a new job every day. and they'd all be interesting, at least to some extent.

damn, i'd like to run for pizza, but i don't have the key to get back in to the office...