i've been wanting to blog about work. work has been so crazy & busy that there's no time to blog about work. plus i don't know exactly what i want to say about work.
let's try a stream on conscious list, combined with some of my favorite HST & 30 rock quotes.
what is this, horseville? because i'm surrounded by naysayers. wordplay!
i'm being laid off and my last day is may 29th. i feel a general sense of relief....combined with a deep terror at the thought of being unemployed.
it's a strange world. some people get rich and others eat shit and die.
here's some advice i wish i woulda got when i was your age: live every week like it's shark week
i think people would be happier at work if they could fart at their desks occasionally.
i have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours.
i was up at 3am last night, remotely connecting to some guy's computer in singapore. he seemed nice. went back to bed then up & at work by 7:30am. i am quite sure i'm not at my best, but i wore my lucky wedding shoes & hope that helps.
hey, nerds! who's got two thumbs, speaks limited french, and hasn't cried once today? [pointing both thumbs at herself] this moi.
i am scheduled to work friday 12p-2pm, then 12am to 4am. then i sleep for a few days, come to work on tuesday, and get laid off. yeah!
maybe this is all pure gibberish — a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found a way to live out where the real winds blow — to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested...res ipsa loquitur. let the good times roll.
that the perfect end to this nonsense blog post. hunter s. thompson wins, every damn time.......
1 comment:
your lucky wedding shoes, although mine are slightly different, are pure magic. almost as magic as unicorns.
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