foxfyre841

Wow, I mean. Wow. Just when you think things aren't goin that well... when you've done nothing for your birthday except play with glass wool (the night tech job. It involves really really REALLY hot things so glass wool is used as an insulator) ... you've been cooped up all day/week, and've got less money than when you started working someone just up and wishes you happy birthday. I was just getting used to being rundown. No, just kidding. It's nice to be wished happy birthday by ultra-cool people. (yes. in case I failed to mention it: I AM the KING [of dorks] ) And yes I just used "ultra cool" in a sentence. I'm going to go put soemthing on each of you guys' pages to thank you.
As an update I haven't done anything since starting the job on the tenth, except blow all my wad on good sushi (flounder angawa is the newest favorite followed closely by fatty tuna, scallop, and conch) The sad thing is that I was starting to lose some of the weight I'ld gained in college witht he three mile jogs and weigts and what not. Sushi is fattening. Don't believe the hype. Delicious? YES. But fattening also. Especially if you buy a lot of it. I need to take a trip. Spend the night on a cold beach: sleeping in the spray from the ocean and waking up smelling like a carefree and fluttery memory of childhood. Feel grit in my hair and eyes and enjoy cool and salty breeze with a cup of camped-in coffee. See an endless dark blue that just makes you feel like youre just falling away from everything you've ever known. Becoming small. Something like that would be nice. Take care.