life worth living?
i know that i should deeply appreciate being employed. with the job market the way it is, making 7 bucks an hour, tax free, is not to be sneezed at.
but my nose is runny, and it's sleeting outside, and getting out of bed this morning sucked.
in other words, i wish i was still home.
yesterday, i got up way too early and had the preliminaries to getting my head shrunk. or something. the gentleman was very nice, beard and all, (although he did not stroke it, thank goodness) but he left me with the question. can someone help you straighten out your head if they think your lifestyle is somewhat mislead? i'm still not sure of the answer. at any rate, finding someone in this frozen wasteland who gets me is going to be tough, so i guess i'll just suck it up and move along with it.
this evening the Dandelion-Head and i are going to see a play. eep!
it's called Shakespeare's R & J, and it is about 4 private school boys who discover Romeo and Juliet and get totally caught up in reading it. various violent and sexual hijinx ensue. my kind of interpretation, yo.
things are not bad, and the water that i am currently sipping is cold, sweet and good.
(even if it is coming out of one of my boss's mugs, emblazoned with the legend:
"What are the three things that make life worth living?
God, Sisters and Chocolate Chip cookies"...
um. yeah.)
but my nose is runny, and it's sleeting outside, and getting out of bed this morning sucked.
in other words, i wish i was still home.
yesterday, i got up way too early and had the preliminaries to getting my head shrunk. or something. the gentleman was very nice, beard and all, (although he did not stroke it, thank goodness) but he left me with the question. can someone help you straighten out your head if they think your lifestyle is somewhat mislead? i'm still not sure of the answer. at any rate, finding someone in this frozen wasteland who gets me is going to be tough, so i guess i'll just suck it up and move along with it.
this evening the Dandelion-Head and i are going to see a play. eep!
it's called Shakespeare's R & J, and it is about 4 private school boys who discover Romeo and Juliet and get totally caught up in reading it. various violent and sexual hijinx ensue. my kind of interpretation, yo.
things are not bad, and the water that i am currently sipping is cold, sweet and good.
(even if it is coming out of one of my boss's mugs, emblazoned with the legend:
"What are the three things that make life worth living?
God, Sisters and Chocolate Chip cookies"...
um. yeah.)