stuzzy

I'm going to continue the story very soonly. Don't fret dear readers.

I want something very badly. I hope that it is delivered unto me on a winged chariot made of silver that reflects the moonlight in such an elegant way. Ok a bit melodramatic perhaps but whatever makes the wind blow eh, and that's that. A job it is that I want. Seldom do...
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A Room With Blue Carpet

I stopped for a moment to let my eyes adjust to the darkness. They didn't adjust much. I had thought the light from the hallway would reveal more but it seemed to get swallowed up by the darkness. I pulled out my lighter and lit it, taking another step into the room. A couch. Red I think. A wooden chair......
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where?

Walking down the hallway I could see no end in sight. The walls were an off grey, if there is such a color. The doors lining either side were all locked. At least all the ones I tried to open were. At some point I had stopped trying. The flourescent lights bathed the hallways bare walls in their sterile light. Where was I? What...
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I think I said yesterday that I would write about a typical day at the office, but come this morning I have no desire to. Sue me ok.

Instead, I give you this
which is infinitely more exciting than my life I assure you.

1. Purchase something

2. Print confirmation email

3. Make purchase order

4. Print purchase order

5. Make 2 copies of said purchase order and confirmation. Staple each together, one set to my boss, one to accounting, and one for my files.

6. Repeat as neccesary.

Merely a facet of my job, but by far the most tedious. Especially when I have to order a lot...
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I'm in a daze today

the great game

I can be happy, if I let myself. I can do things no one else can. I can move things, people. I can reach inside myself and pull things out that are wonderful and marvelous. I can pull those out of you, if you let me, and even if you don't I can make you want to. I can inspire you to something greater if...
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Have you ever had a friend try to turn you onto a song that they loved, and you did as they ask and listened to it and said yeah that song is cool but it didn't really strike the chord in you that it did in your friend, and then years later you run across that song somehow and when you listen to it THAT...
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The trouble with thinking too much is ...well, you tend to think too damn much. Where's the fuckin' power switch on my brain? Sometimes I just want to turn it off for a bit ya know?

I, robot