morning

haikus generated here.

was kind of funny
working in an office slut
well um i'm pimping
( i went a little crazy )

Steve and I have a habit of quoting movies back and forth to each other. And saying stuff that we know isn't actually funny, unless one is a retard. But because we know we aren't being funny, we sometimes laugh nonetheless. And I wonder if this is how one turns into an old uncool person.

things in my head

I got back into my novel last night. I'm in a good place for it. That is. The part I'm at is depressing, and so am I, but in totally different ways.

I lurve this rental car, mainly because I've only been driving in the city, and it handles like a dream compared to my Sebring. I really wonder if there's any way I could get out of paying for the repairs in exchange for this one. Although no cruise control will eventually bite.

Speaking of biting, I cut this guy off yesterday morning, and he must be the only aggressive driver in Seattle, because he felt it necessary to stop in the middle of his green light (after I'd moved one more lane over into the turning lane) and scream obscenities at me. I mean, you shouldn't be gunning it in a 30MPH zone anyway, not sure why he got so freaked.

Yesterday was my one break from being social since Thursday, and I'm probably not going to get another one till Saturday. I kind of want to just drive the rental car away till the gas runs out.

I'm at the point where I can call up people for work if I follow the script, but any deviance from the script makes my scalp itch. Or maybe that's just not shampooing.

Apparently boys talking about interesting computer stuff still has an effect on me. Especially if I'm a little tipsy. At least it wasn't database talk. Sigh.