Sorbet
Sorbet Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Wednesday is the most boring of all workdays, and I have nothing to do. I got a brand new computer for my desk, at least. I was tired of looking at that giant beige thing. Lots of people are wandering the halls, which is unusual, really. I am usually left undisturbed for hours on most days.
Everyone I work with is super old. It's wierd to think of them working here, where I am, before I was born. They were doing the same things I do today, only then my mother was in Germany with feathered hair. The concept is pretty surreal. I look at my Goddaughter and realize, "Hey, you didn't exist a year ago. I was busy trying to set up a saltwater tank for the first time, and you were nowhere." It's like people randomly appear. "Hello, I am here now! Teach me things!" Maybe one day she will realize all the shit I got done before she was alive, and it will blow her mind as my mind is currently...being blown?
It just all seems so deliciously random.
Wednesday is the most boring of all workdays, and I have nothing to do. I got a brand new computer for my desk, at least. I was tired of looking at that giant beige thing. Lots of people are wandering the halls, which is unusual, really. I am usually left undisturbed for hours on most days.
Everyone I work with is super old. It's wierd to think of them working here, where I am, before I was born. They were doing the same things I do today, only then my mother was in Germany with feathered hair. The concept is pretty surreal. I look at my Goddaughter and realize, "Hey, you didn't exist a year ago. I was busy trying to set up a saltwater tank for the first time, and you were nowhere." It's like people randomly appear. "Hello, I am here now! Teach me things!" Maybe one day she will realize all the shit I got done before she was alive, and it will blow her mind as my mind is currently...being blown?
It just all seems so deliciously random.