8spiders

at work the funniest thing happened-- i had an epiphany... "i don't like my job anymore." just like that. out of nowhere.

it's something i should have known sooner, really. i've been getting increasingly more rude with the asswipe customers (telling them to "fuck off", for instance) and more grateful to the kind ones. when talking to my boss i've just been spacing out because i already know what he's saying or going to say.

i'm not complaining, i'm just amused. sometimes you feel a certain way but don't know it until you're sitting there thinking about how you really need a glass of water... then BAM!!!: an angelic choir. cherubs and a soothing hymn. a pillar of light illuminating your divinity--"Hey, I hate my job."

i'm checked out the next couple of days... letting the body go about the routines while the brain sits in its jar, allowing it to dwell further on our current quandary.

it's only been a few months and everything has changed a lot for me, can't stop now.

fuckin' right, goz...