Day 2... kinda
So here I am on day two, it's 6:26 am, and I've already been up for 45 minutes, for no good reason I might add. I've eaten breakfast, made a cup of tea and done a small amount of clearing up in the kitchen while grumbling about the fact that the man had the day off yesterday and apparently didn't see the need to do any housework. I grumble quietly because there are days that I have off where I don't see the need either.
It's a rainy grey day, and I would really like to just call in and stay home all day, and THEN I remember it's summer vacation and I'm not alone here, so I'll just go to work. It's not that the company is bad, but it's the alone-ness I crave. Ironically, when I'm alone, I often am lonely. There is no winning (said in charlie sheens voice).
Apparently my witty banter needs some lube, but I'm sure that'll come with practice so I leave you, livejournal with an audible.com feature... all the while wishing I could just go the fuck to sleep:)
http://www.nerve.com/news/books/listen-samuel-l-jackson-narrates-go-the-fuck-to-sleep
It's a rainy grey day, and I would really like to just call in and stay home all day, and THEN I remember it's summer vacation and I'm not alone here, so I'll just go to work. It's not that the company is bad, but it's the alone-ness I crave. Ironically, when I'm alone, I often am lonely. There is no winning (said in charlie sheens voice).
Apparently my witty banter needs some lube, but I'm sure that'll come with practice so I leave you, livejournal with an audible.com feature... all the while wishing I could just go the fuck to sleep:)
http://www.nerve.com/news/books/listen-samuel-l-jackson-narrates-go-the-fuck-to-sleep