Apathy Rulz OK
am coping with being a overly responsible adult and working from home in several different ways. These include:
- Sharing time, coffee and baked goods with Craig. He currently sports the hairdo of a tropical bird; an undercut with topmop gone loco, oozing bedhead chic. He's got a blonde shock tactic for a 'do - a sight to behold as we discuss the disadvantages of being ardently hetrosexual over black, sweet coffee.
Our clothes co-ordinate in shades of khaki, "It's like I'm about to crawl through the jungle while you fix the Humvee or something."
When friends say things like this, I feel the strong desire to smother them with plush toys in a fit of furry loving.
- Impulse buying at the local secondhand record store/bookshop. Purchases include 'Atomised' by Michael Houllebecq (because I heard he's a pervert), 'Chairman Mao Would Not Be Amused' by lots of repressed Chinese writers writing about miserable repressed Chinese things, 'The Power of Beauty' by Nancy Friday (because I know she's a pervert) and Morningwood's self-titled debut album.
- Drinking Belgian cherry beer and eating organic chocolate with the dismal realisation I should have watched Empire Records a decade ago. It fails to amuse my 28 year old bones but I may have 'gotten it' when I was 18.
The boys are playing cards behind me and drinking. No, I will not work from home while drunk, in fact, I've sort of given up for the day. Fuck it, I'm just going to wander off and drink more beer.
Responsible adult, my ass.
- Sharing time, coffee and baked goods with Craig. He currently sports the hairdo of a tropical bird; an undercut with topmop gone loco, oozing bedhead chic. He's got a blonde shock tactic for a 'do - a sight to behold as we discuss the disadvantages of being ardently hetrosexual over black, sweet coffee.
Our clothes co-ordinate in shades of khaki, "It's like I'm about to crawl through the jungle while you fix the Humvee or something."
When friends say things like this, I feel the strong desire to smother them with plush toys in a fit of furry loving.
- Impulse buying at the local secondhand record store/bookshop. Purchases include 'Atomised' by Michael Houllebecq (because I heard he's a pervert), 'Chairman Mao Would Not Be Amused' by lots of repressed Chinese writers writing about miserable repressed Chinese things, 'The Power of Beauty' by Nancy Friday (because I know she's a pervert) and Morningwood's self-titled debut album.
- Drinking Belgian cherry beer and eating organic chocolate with the dismal realisation I should have watched Empire Records a decade ago. It fails to amuse my 28 year old bones but I may have 'gotten it' when I was 18.
The boys are playing cards behind me and drinking. No, I will not work from home while drunk, in fact, I've sort of given up for the day. Fuck it, I'm just going to wander off and drink more beer.
Responsible adult, my ass.