8:47 p.m. | 2003-10-15 Houston, We�ve Got A Problem. Er, Nevermind, It�s Just Some Brain Fog. Colleague (C) and I went to lunch today. Here�s a portion of our conversation. (C:) So, are you ready for your trip? (CI:) What trip? (C:) Aren�t you going to Texas? (CI:) Oh that trip. Yeah, I�m pretty excited about it. (C:) Aren�t you going real soon? (CI:) Yeah, I�m leaving on Friday morning. What�s today? (C:) Wednesday. (CI:) Well, I guess I should start packing then. (C:) Um, how are you getting to the airport? (CI:) Lancelot�s taking me. (C:) Good. I think Colleague�s a little worried that I might forget to go. However, what he fails to understand is that this isn�t �a trip�. This is JournalCon! I might forget my luggage or something, but I�m not gonna forget to get on that plane. Brain fog notwithstanding. I had this interesting conversation with Another Colleague (from a different division) while we were in the elevator this afternoon. (AC:) This is probably a really weird question, but were you wearing that same outfit this morning? (CI:) Uh, no. See, sometimes I do a wardrobe change midday, just to keep things �fresh�. Of course, this is the same outfit. What the hell are you thinking? (AC:) I�m sorry. I don�t know why I was thinking you were wearing something different earlier. (CI:) No problem. Shoot, I don�t know why you think most of the stuff you think either. Maybe you�ve been hitting the crack a little too much lately. (AC:) Oh, don�t even pretend you weren�t at that little party. (CI:) What party? See ya. (AC:) See ya. The crack accusations? It�s just a long-standing joke between us. The fashion commentary? That�s straight out of the blue. Which kind of enhances that whole crack thing if you ask me. Well, I best get going. I�ve got some packing to do. your thoughts? seed flower