Waering my Eddie Izzard shirt in anticipation of the season premier of The Good Wife tonight! Actually - wearing my Eddie Izzard shirt because I have no other shirts to wear! I just moved my shirts from the washer to the drier and was somewhat horrified to see my white are now pinks. I have never had that happen before and I've always put whites with all my other colors, no problem. I could just bleach the full white shirts if I really cared to, but my Lebanon shirt wouldn't survive that. I'm hoping the damage will be less severe upon drying.
Two weeks from now will be my last day of work. Let's see how much trouble I can get in to between here and there. I've been dong remarkably well with no distractions at work besides and marked up bamboo stick to spin. I am kind of surprised myself, but I know all this is possible because I can see the finish line. Nothing is unbearable when you know it will end and something more satisfying awaits. How satisfying is up to debate, not a lot of people would call unemployment satisfying, but it will be a much appreciated reprieve from soul suck. I need that. I will deal with the fallout as it comes.
And an hour or so later I am back to finish writing this. I got sucked into the blackhole that is pet videos. Did you know, a cat and an owl really can be friends? Red foxes have a terrifying scream? Dogs and lions can rough house with no bloody result? Yeah...this is my life, alike with that of a nine year old with ADD.Sandra joined me for a time too, so I guess it isn't just me. Shit was kind of funny, and funny is welcome at any time nowadays. Funny and sleep. Both of those. And if they dreams want to stop getting apocalyptic, that's fine too.
Two weeks from now will be my last day of work. Let's see how much trouble I can get in to between here and there. I've been dong remarkably well with no distractions at work besides and marked up bamboo stick to spin. I am kind of surprised myself, but I know all this is possible because I can see the finish line. Nothing is unbearable when you know it will end and something more satisfying awaits. How satisfying is up to debate, not a lot of people would call unemployment satisfying, but it will be a much appreciated reprieve from soul suck. I need that. I will deal with the fallout as it comes.
And an hour or so later I am back to finish writing this. I got sucked into the blackhole that is pet videos. Did you know, a cat and an owl really can be friends? Red foxes have a terrifying scream? Dogs and lions can rough house with no bloody result? Yeah...this is my life, alike with that of a nine year old with ADD.Sandra joined me for a time too, so I guess it isn't just me. Shit was kind of funny, and funny is welcome at any time nowadays. Funny and sleep. Both of those. And if they dreams want to stop getting apocalyptic, that's fine too.
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