Hi all
It's Wednesday night, and no new episode of Lost. Damn. I want to try that new Dr Pepper flavor.
Really, though, in real life, not superficial TV land, I still breathe on and surprise myself daily, living up to the words my dear maman told me last night, that I do stay calm and reasonable in any situation- and days like yesterday and today when people around me lose their spark and blow up in a self stupid anger bomb that splatters all their shit all over me, I am still able to brush it off, but not before putting on those black latex gloves to protect my nails that I cut so frequently from clawing their eyes out. Work is only work, school is only school, and life is life, is all there is. Just because colleagues have fireants in their emotions, doesn't mean that the colony has to spread outwards...
On a different note, VanCity was a sweet break from it all, and despite the disastrous travel partner and devastating immaturity toward the end, I realized that my partner in crime is desperately the only one I can ever see myself being with, ever never again. I couldn't stop thinking about him at work all day Monday, during all the poopy-pants hell from the boss, or Tuesday, during all the bull from evildoers, and all day again today, I wished to just be at home with him rolling around under the covers and, if they can't see we can't, right. In the midst of all the snuffmakers I deal with day in and day out, barn doors not saftied and predicaments of oddity, I get confused, and just want to come home...
Wierd shit, my life.
So there's the ten minute update. See ya in another month...
j/k.
;)
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