happy to look forward to somethings. flying. vegas. grand canyon. death valley. reconnecting with panny gf1. finding panny gf1. 10th year anniversary at work. birthday. someone else's birthday. even more birthdays.
come, welcomed april. bring ranunculus with you. let's celebrate after this long march.
i hate to use the word 'stupid' cuz i know i can come up with better words to describe idiotic behaviors to make whatever point i'm trying to make. that word should be used only when it's absolutely necessary.
with that said--
stupid people make my blood boil and make me want to vomit. there is no logic to their existence besides making my life miserable!
and the stupidest part is that they can't even feel satisfied by my misery because they're miserable themselves and can't think beyond their complaints.
hmm. i guess then i've just given in to their madness, huh? i've fallen into their misery loves company crap trap.
ok i'm over it. feel better now. time for sleep.
managerial assessment of proficiency, herrmann brain dominance instrument, myers-briggs type indicator bring me to ted instead to breathe.. "who is it that can tell me who i am?"
received a postcard from an old friend who happened to be in kentucky. makes me want to imagine that i'm a character from a murakami story that begins with a postcard--quit my day job and be totally out of my comfort zone and face myself raw.
got LOTS of work before monday! no time to be musing.
'twas a very long, long.. loooooooooooong week. celebrating the week's final "end" with a rich glass of rioja & doing some mindless (yes,) work. tomorrow begins another day to work at home.
at least i'll be home & dry. the snow was brutal today & i'm sure tomorrow will be worse.
i can still think positively at the end of the day. that's a relief.
i blinked through the holidays. actually, i blink through most days. i get up, go to work, turn on the computer, *blink* and it's seven, eight o'clock. time to come home.
it's funny though. even through ughs and arghs, i laugh out loud and enjoy the ride.
i don't say it as much as i used to but i (still) am happy.
i wondered if drunken santa bar crawl is a new york thing as i stepped out of the subway in the late morning to get to work. there were five young guys dressed as santas heading to i'm guessing times square. and they definitely weren't the last group of santas i encountered today. on the way back home i passed by mid-manhattan library choked full of people (quarter locals, quarter tourists, quarter santas, quarter elves) and right before i entered the bryant park station i overheard someone saying "now are you feeling the spirit of christmas?" and wanted to reply no surrounded by those mocking old saint nick.
december 21st is approaching fast. i don't believe the world is going to end but i do know that for some people the world has already ended. there has been too many news of deaths and it feels as though i'm surrounded by not just fake santas but also mourners.
it's a quite somber december.
left work at past seven today. in retrospect it was quite silly to be happy that it was friday.. especially since i'll be there tomorrow.
but strangely that's not so bad. maybe cuz i'm reminiscing the days when i used to go in to work on saturday's and my supervisor then came to work with me with donuts and coffee for us. maybe that's something i could pass down.
it's been an exhausting and quite exciting and super emotional week. yay.
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