when all that's left is waiting for ego boosts
with one leg propped up, headphones blasting toad the wet sprocket's "all i want" (and the air outisde so soft... confessing everything... all i want is to feel this way...) i do nothing, except write down random thoughts. holy kettle corn (no butter, no preservatives, no artificial flavors, no MSG, but high in fiber!) and san mig coffee extra song (sugarfree) make great combination. who would have thought?
the label on the bag of the holy kettle corn says, ingredients: imported corn that becomes round when popped (as opposed to local corn that becomes otherwise?), natural sugar that is sweet (oh yeah?), natural salt that is not sweet (because other salts are kinda sweet. really.), and oil that does not mix well with water (aha! chem 101). and holy kettle corn is also hand popped fresh everyday (i'm lost here. how is that? hand popped?). but darn it! this popcorn is addictive. in just two paragraphs, i'm halfway through the bag. ugh. atleast it's high in fiber...
i'm going to miss my little corner in this giant of a company. i'm gonna miss how 1980's everything here is. the furniture, my big arm chair, the carpet, the carpeted walls (achoo! sniff. sniff.), how i'm facing a wall- my back to the rest of the office, the clutter of my drawers and cabinets, how decades old files cling to the present, how people here are so backward (bye suckers!).
how i love recieving sms and emails from my account- asking "what the fuck was i thinking- leaving this giant of a company!?" i just tell them i'm crazy. well, actually, they are all happy for me. sad for themselves. in the words of one general manager, "we're losing a jewel," or something to that effect. if every word spoken or sent to me was air, i'd be a super inflated hot air balloon.
so, today i saw this two bedroom condo unit perfect for transience and me. we are planning to move out together. if i only have an extra kidney to sell. the other one is slotted for europe 2007 and the other one is well, of course for me. i can't very well travel europe hooked to a dialysis machine, can i? and i can't also sell a cornea because i need both to drive.
yes, i'm driving! it may come as a shock to most people but here in my country, there are many like me, in mid 20's learning to drive just now. so, yeah. a lot of many firsts happening to me all at the same time. so good luck to me. i don't believe in luck.
the label on the bag of the holy kettle corn says, ingredients: imported corn that becomes round when popped (as opposed to local corn that becomes otherwise?), natural sugar that is sweet (oh yeah?), natural salt that is not sweet (because other salts are kinda sweet. really.), and oil that does not mix well with water (aha! chem 101). and holy kettle corn is also hand popped fresh everyday (i'm lost here. how is that? hand popped?). but darn it! this popcorn is addictive. in just two paragraphs, i'm halfway through the bag. ugh. atleast it's high in fiber...
i'm going to miss my little corner in this giant of a company. i'm gonna miss how 1980's everything here is. the furniture, my big arm chair, the carpet, the carpeted walls (achoo! sniff. sniff.), how i'm facing a wall- my back to the rest of the office, the clutter of my drawers and cabinets, how decades old files cling to the present, how people here are so backward (bye suckers!).
how i love recieving sms and emails from my account- asking "what the fuck was i thinking- leaving this giant of a company!?" i just tell them i'm crazy. well, actually, they are all happy for me. sad for themselves. in the words of one general manager, "we're losing a jewel," or something to that effect. if every word spoken or sent to me was air, i'd be a super inflated hot air balloon.
so, today i saw this two bedroom condo unit perfect for transience and me. we are planning to move out together. if i only have an extra kidney to sell. the other one is slotted for europe 2007 and the other one is well, of course for me. i can't very well travel europe hooked to a dialysis machine, can i? and i can't also sell a cornea because i need both to drive.
yes, i'm driving! it may come as a shock to most people but here in my country, there are many like me, in mid 20's learning to drive just now. so, yeah. a lot of many firsts happening to me all at the same time. so good luck to me. i don't believe in luck.
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if you are missing a kidney and a cornea you really would be a welcome driver in London as all the drivers here seem to be missing vital organs and are partially blind!!
you and trans house sharing?
oh boy. men watch out!!
oh yeah cj! and we'll be installing webcams. hahaha. just teasing you. it's so expensive to find a nice enough condo or apartment here.
i want the relatively bigass condo in the bigass subdivision with the kind and helpful community officials. i hope the ones interviewing for it today get laryngitis or something. i can't wait for our orgies, b. ;)
send me copies of the videos!!!
oh, move already! i want to sleep over.
if you want to see europe..you drive safely pleazze... : )
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