standing at the window again,still in my robe.
watching the raindrops wriggle like daydreaming tadpoles down the pane.translucent as you please..standard issue.
if they are mutated by contamination,they wear it well

ive said this before,but here goes..i love this city..its cold in may..and gorgeous and windy...
and i have to be at work in 15 minutes..sigh!

slightly premature quarter-life crisis

Because Ive been running so fast with pointy things in my paws, I haven't had time to write coherent posts.

All of a sudden, I wish I didn't have to wake up every morning and head to work. Usually I'm conscientious,if never quite enthusiastic about about the ol' 7days a week/12hours a day routine . I realise this is what keeps books on the shelves, discs in the stereo, food on the table and beer in the belly but for the last couple of weeks, i've been feeling a bit out of it. Not specifically frustrated or annoyed as much as a little bored

And never getting paid enough just adds to the annoyance. It just isn't worth not being paid enough unless you're saving dolphins or rehabilitating orphaned children or something like that.the kind of satisfaction that usually happens at work has been missing for a while.. not sure if im doing something differently but i hope its just a phase that hopefully will pass soon

yes,the sole purpose of this post was for me to whine and vent,pliss adjust



In other(and better) news, ive been on a frantic house-hunting mission..dont feel inclined to slumming it any longer,so hopefully will move out of the sordid little shoe box i live in by this month end.
And with madame S living with me,full on entertainment shall be guaranteed:))

Confessional:

"Father,forgive me,for i've eaten all the butterscotch"



to the genie with the bottle..you truly are the dude! many thanks for making my day:)

Now Playing:
Saving me/Nickelback

One of my favorite things about coming back from a visit to Madras is how ungrounded I feel in the days that follow... and how hard I work to cling to it, kind of the way I try to will sleep back to me when I wake up at 6:30 AM on a tuesday morning..or try to not eat anything for a long time after piece of the chocolate cake mom sent back with me this time...