I awake in a daze, gradually fading back from dreams of intrigue and mystery, I feel as if I've slept the day away, and yet when I look at my watch (ha, I mean phone b/c its been a year since I've worn a watch) I discover its 8:48am, I still have the whole day in front of me....this of course is a good thing, today is the day I get some things done, I'm working on two mass emails, something that I just can't seem to get in the mood to do. One of them is simple, its an update on my new address and phone #, but I think my friends deserve more, so I'm attempting to write up a little synopses of all my doings here. This of course sounds trite and boring........ as for this other email, well, that just came to me, its kind of a last straw in a haystack of back-talk and lies, deception and mistrust. Once again I have the concept of what to do, but the execution is lacking.........
I'll be doing this while waiting on a call from an insurance company. This company has been recruiting me for a few mths now, but I was never 100% sure I'd be staying here, so I blew them off. But they are back, so I sent them my number, if its a legit offer I'll prob take it.... and then I become, well, an office worker, which is not me at all, as I tend to despise the people that work in offices, the people that can't get their hands dirty, that are just another cog in the machine, the people that look down on labour and have to "call someone" to fix the simplest things, the un-resourceful, the unwilling, the people who don't push themselves, the fodder for any apocalyptic event........ bah.......... but its good money, so, like I said, job = legit, I take it, and we'll see how it turns out... worse comes to worst I get a fat little paycheck for doing their training program...
well, off to do the things I do
oh, here is a rant that I wrote.... I tend to do these things then forget about them (how I love gmail and its ability to save drafts as you write), but since I'm in dire need writing practice, I figured I'd start posting a bunch of stuff, and therefore make myself write more and such and such....... one w/ the spiral..........
I feel like a stalker when I talk to sgs.....no, stalker isn't the right word, I feel more hesitant of fear of being perceived incorrectly...........just b/c I imagine everyone getting dozens of emails form people declaring their love for them, and how they want to be their friends; so that makes me wonder how everyone filters out the good and the bad, and I'm worried about being shuffled into the bad category.....this is why I was always hesitant in posting comments and such, didn't want to appear to be like an ignorant alpha male w/ comments like "u r so hot" and well anything written in the tags really; but, then, I didn't want to appear like a stalker w/ comments like "the way you smile at the camera, I can just tell we'd be perfect friends" blah blah blah....... so then you run the risk of saying something bland and instantly forgettable "great set, keep up the good work"..... so its a fine line to walk
I'll be doing this while waiting on a call from an insurance company. This company has been recruiting me for a few mths now, but I was never 100% sure I'd be staying here, so I blew them off. But they are back, so I sent them my number, if its a legit offer I'll prob take it.... and then I become, well, an office worker, which is not me at all, as I tend to despise the people that work in offices, the people that can't get their hands dirty, that are just another cog in the machine, the people that look down on labour and have to "call someone" to fix the simplest things, the un-resourceful, the unwilling, the people who don't push themselves, the fodder for any apocalyptic event........ bah.......... but its good money, so, like I said, job = legit, I take it, and we'll see how it turns out... worse comes to worst I get a fat little paycheck for doing their training program...
well, off to do the things I do
oh, here is a rant that I wrote.... I tend to do these things then forget about them (how I love gmail and its ability to save drafts as you write), but since I'm in dire need writing practice, I figured I'd start posting a bunch of stuff, and therefore make myself write more and such and such....... one w/ the spiral..........
I feel like a stalker when I talk to sgs.....no, stalker isn't the right word, I feel more hesitant of fear of being perceived incorrectly...........just b/c I imagine everyone getting dozens of emails form people declaring their love for them, and how they want to be their friends; so that makes me wonder how everyone filters out the good and the bad, and I'm worried about being shuffled into the bad category.....this is why I was always hesitant in posting comments and such, didn't want to appear to be like an ignorant alpha male w/ comments like "u r so hot" and well anything written in the tags really; but, then, I didn't want to appear like a stalker w/ comments like "the way you smile at the camera, I can just tell we'd be perfect friends" blah blah blah....... so then you run the risk of saying something bland and instantly forgettable "great set, keep up the good work"..... so its a fine line to walk