Sniffley and stuffy. Lethargic. After
Sniffley and stuffy. Lethargic. After having a day off, this morning feels oddly like a Monday. I know that it is not and that helps my mood waking up on this bouncy ass bus ride downtown. The air is crisp this morning. I think the temperature is floating just above 50 degrees Fahrenheit. I’d love to go for a road trip this weekend... maybe go see my grandmother or my sister... time tends to get compressed and slips away these days, so it helps to fill it with things that give the perception of accomplishment. We have to do something with our lives or they simply pass us by. Have an active schedule also helps me keep track of where I’m at... much like a musician can keep better time by subdividing the count in repetitive areas of slow tempo. Of the 40 some odd photos I captured yesterday with EL's Powershot S50, I didn't like but a couple. It was really weird getting back into non-SLR mode. The current flavor of rumored layoffs are supposed to me happening today. If the standard severance packages are offered, I hope I get laid off. It would be the perfect holiday gift for me... some extra cash to leave a job I'm planning on leaving anyway. I don't think it will happen. I'm too "productive" to get the chippity-chop just yet. I'm curious as to where the axe will fall though... time will tell. I was getting dress for work this morning and it dawned on me that I have not been able to wear a non-collared shirt to work for years. I have some cool t-shirts that need some attention. This guy named Pete at my local guitar shop adjusted the neck truss on my acoustic last night and probably cut the action in half. It's like holding a completely different guitar. Amazing. He didn't even charge me for it. He's good people. I successfully plinked my longest drive ever at the driving range this week. It's not saying much for golf, but it felt pretty damn good to me. Clean and connected. It doesn't happen often. Anyhoo, enough randomness... my stop is coming up and the smell of downtown is upon me. Yee fucking haw. Happy Friday.
I know that feeling of dread coming into the office. I don’t have it here but I’ve felt it before. I hope you find something better, soon.
What’s happening to this country? It’s like we’re coming to the time described in so many scifi stories. The corporate run world. Where’s Tuttle when you need him?
I found out last night that someone is already working on setting up a roto and tracking shop in BANGLA-FUCKING-DESH that’s going to shut down whole departments here.
It’s enough to make a feller want to go outlaw.
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