Unexpected benefits, ominous foretellings
Weirdly, other than my stomach bitching at me, a bit, I actually feel not merely better, but actually kind of terrific, today. I suppose I got a free "cleanse." The idea that anyone would PAY for such a thing is more than slightly horrible, to me.
Made Spaghetti Florentine for dinner. Downloaded an utterly addictive word-game for my iPod. May be fired from my job, imminently. Not sure what will happen, after that. While I was sick, it seemed like a terrible and overwhelming prospect, a brick-wall across the highway of my future, but since recovering, I am a bit more optimistic. I mean, fuck, I didn't want to work there forever, anyway. And, of course, it might not happen. Guess it depends on how my boss is feeling when he gets back into town, next week.
We shall see.
Made Spaghetti Florentine for dinner. Downloaded an utterly addictive word-game for my iPod. May be fired from my job, imminently. Not sure what will happen, after that. While I was sick, it seemed like a terrible and overwhelming prospect, a brick-wall across the highway of my future, but since recovering, I am a bit more optimistic. I mean, fuck, I didn't want to work there forever, anyway. And, of course, it might not happen. Guess it depends on how my boss is feeling when he gets back into town, next week.
We shall see.