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Entries Tagged as ‘work’
June 1, 2009
i feel like a fucking cymbalta commercial
I was in my car and pulling out of my parking spot when I decided to call in to work. I pulled up a little bit, into a spot where my car wouldn’t get shit on quite so much, and then called my boss.
I need to go pick up a prescription. Last night I took [...]
January 23, 2009
boundaries
I’ve always struggled with boundary issues. In college I had a roommate that I had unhealthy boundaries with. I would become intensely upset if she missed meetings that we both attended, or if I sensed that she was becoming closer to someone other than me.
When Zer0 and I lived together in 2001, I had the [...]
December 22, 2008
i don’t like snow!
It sure is pretty and all, but I surely do hate driving in it.
I finally gave Seth his present on Saturday, and he was very pleased. We hung out Saturday night after eating Thai food. I listened to David Cross albums while he did some graphic design work for a friend. Before we fell asleep [...]
December 19, 2008
snow day
I took a snow day today, and slept in, and was duly punished by my brain. Let me tell you about the dream I had.
I dreamt that Seth and I had moved in together. All was nice and cozy, until one night I called to see when he’d be home, and somehow I knew he [...]
December 12, 2008
I need my nose smacked with a newspaper
Oy. This is my third day home from work. I felt pretty good yesterday, after my kajillion hours of sleep, but then I woke up this morning with a sore throat and intense cigarette and whisky voice. So I said fuck it and took a third sick day.
I can hear someone across the hall doing [...]
December 11, 2008
time line
11:30 p.m. Tuesday night, in bed.
awake at 9:00 a.m. Wednesday morning, long enough to say goodbye and good day to Seth and call in sick to work; then back to bed
awake at 4:00 p.m., long enough to eat lucky charms and watch 1/3 of an episode of what not to wear; back to bed
awake briefly [...]
August 19, 2008
people are strange
The phone rings at the Youth Services desk.
Me: Hello, Youth Services, how may I help you?
Caller: Yeah, can you tell me about your kids programs?
Me: Yes I can. How old are your children?
Caller: Oh, I don’t have kids, I just wanted to come sit in.
Me:…Um, well, you can’t really attend our programs unless you are [...]
July 19, 2008
working it out
A part of the YS office ceiling just fell in due to all the rain! Whoah.
I have started my new job, and it is like working in the belly of a unicorn that eats marshmallows and poops rainbows. People are able to talk to each other, even when annoyed with others’ behavior, and there is [...]
May 8, 2008
more tales of clumsiness
A few mornings ago I was making coffee, and I was so tired and out of it I poured the coffee beans into the coffee maker where the water goes instead of pouring them into the coffee grinder. Ten minutes ago, I went to take a drink of coffee and essentially poured it down the [...]