Jun 09, 2008 11:01
It's 98 degress out and there is not a single form of air conditioning in my mother's apartment.. I may melt by the end of the week...
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I feel a little awkward sitting alone in my boss's office with only a small desk lamp beside my laptop, listening to the bump-and-grind groove of Britney Spears' "I'm a Slave."
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So this is summer.
Currently reading Charles D'Ambrosio's "The Dead Fish Museum," a collection of glimpses into the lives of people who seem to have given up on finding a greater meaning to life.. because there is none.. I get the impression that this should be depressing, but I don't know if it's depression that I feel.. More like "..Oh. So that's what it's like to be a married, middle-aged man." Maybe it's a collection of stories about mid-life crisis, whatever those are..
My age is showing.
It's okay. I don't think I mind acting my age anymore.
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Classic rock! New age rock! Rock is so awesome. Guitar Hero has improved my quality of life by introducing me to a new world of musical expression.
Katy Perry is annoying.
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The 6-inch high stack of orange folders beside me is yelling.
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How does one mitigate the urge to break out into a frenzy of salsa dancing while listening to Gypsy Kings when confronting the blank faces of a train full of people reading newspapers, listening to their iPods, looking out the window, and drinking coffee too hot to sip?
SALSA SALSA SALSA.
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