Just Talking to the Rain
Wow, so I guess it's been a while. I don't think I even wrote about when Liz was here. That can be summed up easily though: sketchtastically awesome. It was amazing how well she fit in with everyone else. I love it. Remember that time she had to go back to New York and we were driving around looking for the bus but it was really a sketchtastic white van? Awesome.
Otherwise, work and fun and work and fun. Last week I went out for fifty-cent drafts with Zbegner and Peasley. I was destroyed. But I needed it because work is so gratifyingly exhausting and stressful. Why can't I fix these kids? Oh yeah, because I haven't figured out the secrets of time travel yet. Seriously, whoever fucks their kids up so badly should be destroyed. It's devastating. It's devastating everyday I have to see it. But amongst the devastation, I'm reminded of the fragility of the mind--there's only so much we can take before we break. No one breaks the same...
Missy asked me a third time how to spell "does" on Friday. My soul died.
Steph was out for a week and got married in Vegas. She was miserable and jet-lagged today at work. It was kind of funny, but her ring makes me a little bitter...
Meanwhile, inappropriate workplace with Ryan has escalated. It's borderline ridiculous.
I'm seeing Jared tomorrow for dinner? I'm not sure what we're going to do yet.
It's my life, you know. The usual shit. I now have two level 70's in the World of Warcraft. Sometimes not feeling well has its advantages.
Quote of the day: I found some mail! Are you fucking kidding?
Otherwise, work and fun and work and fun. Last week I went out for fifty-cent drafts with Zbegner and Peasley. I was destroyed. But I needed it because work is so gratifyingly exhausting and stressful. Why can't I fix these kids? Oh yeah, because I haven't figured out the secrets of time travel yet. Seriously, whoever fucks their kids up so badly should be destroyed. It's devastating. It's devastating everyday I have to see it. But amongst the devastation, I'm reminded of the fragility of the mind--there's only so much we can take before we break. No one breaks the same...
Missy asked me a third time how to spell "does" on Friday. My soul died.
Steph was out for a week and got married in Vegas. She was miserable and jet-lagged today at work. It was kind of funny, but her ring makes me a little bitter...
Meanwhile, inappropriate workplace with Ryan has escalated. It's borderline ridiculous.
I'm seeing Jared tomorrow for dinner? I'm not sure what we're going to do yet.
It's my life, you know. The usual shit. I now have two level 70's in the World of Warcraft. Sometimes not feeling well has its advantages.
Quote of the day: I found some mail! Are you fucking kidding?