This is an update post (obvi).
Over the last 1 month and 13 days...
I have shed a tear as the tyranny of the religious right was shackled by a minority - both from the executive and the legislative branches of the government, though, admittedly, in different ways.
I have been rejected from (honestly) 17 would-be employers bringing my tally up to over 40.
I have been accepted by 1 would-be employer and, consequently, I've started working, I've disappeared into a fog of pharma, I've slid around a learning curve like a bowling ball on a concave see-saw desperately converting potential energy into heat and sound and light and everything except the other effing side of the kiddy toy... and I've gotten paid for the first time in 4 months.
I have been home. I have been to other people's homes. I have not yet learned to knit as it appears daunting and consuming and painstaking.
I have worked on a sunday after working on a saturday. I have seen a pole dance on the subway.
I have been to 5 fundraisers. I have not drank at 1 of them and have been forced to buy bottled water even after tipping for tap.
I have lost my voice to karaoke. I have woken up to a view of horses.
I have been sobered by sadness and certainty after ceding smitten-ness and success.
I have watched people struggle with the concept of 'time zones'. I have been not amused.
I have intended to buy a flight to San Francisco to be, again, a part of my sister. To see a girl I miss perpetually. To not wear a coat in december. To recover a sense of reality. To slow the atherosclerosis in my heart.
I have dethroned suffocating confinement.
I have played with a puppy.
I have listened to an endless, pedantic life story (begrudgingly) and yet still adore the people who introduced said endless, pedantic life story into my realm. (tremendously)
I have decided that mocha is an art and coffee-bean-roasting is hot and sexy.
I have updated countless databases and merged endless tables and queried for pointless statistics and adjusted font on decks over a hundred times. I have tried to explain my job, unsuccessfully, for at least 47 minutes, aggregate.
I have discovered eggdrop soup with wontons. And chicken broth. And my roommate's stash of delicious steak marinades.
I have spent 12 hours discovering something I didn't know existed and have spent the time since lamenting their indifference.
I have written lists. I have written txts. I have written melancholic gchats to long distance friends. I have circled the 'send' on my phone for minutes and hours and torturous, long day (sic).
I have, literally, (sic)'d my own ramblings.
I have written another blog.
Monday, December 15, 2008
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1 comment:
ok, so when we see you at Christmas, are you going to de-reference all the allusions for me? But perhaps that would ruin the magic.
Great post.
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