dear i'll stop the world and blog on you diary,
you'll see the difference and it'll get better all the time. i asked myself when i woke up whila go- i said, 'hey self, bout how long is it that you think you will continue to blog like some mad crackhead in cyberspace,' and i was quick to reply, 'fuckin until someone stops me i'd imagine.' i have nothing to write and go to new york now until after st. patricks day. i get a break. my first one since january when i started. but- my last assignment was so big- i ought to get a vacation. the feedback with this check was not only from 914, but from everyone in my whole department. they've all read my blog and love it. there was only a couple of names i did not recognize in the letter- everyone else i think i have met. the one guy that signs a star by his name- he is the most humorous one yet. then he drew a tiny little arrow and a 'u' pointing to it- when i saw the simple message to me- i damn near fell over to a fit. it is the simple things that i like- that i can figure out in a hurry- things i can look at and know what they mean without much process or worry. then i read the numbers on my check- clearly written next to my name. scratching my head- my eyes open wide- clearly there is a market for such pain. what hurts me makes others laugh and fuckit ha ha ha. i can compartmentalize well, how bout you?
you'll see the difference and it'll get better all the time. i asked myself when i woke up whila go- i said, 'hey self, bout how long is it that you think you will continue to blog like some mad crackhead in cyberspace,' and i was quick to reply, 'fuckin until someone stops me i'd imagine.' i have nothing to write and go to new york now until after st. patricks day. i get a break. my first one since january when i started. but- my last assignment was so big- i ought to get a vacation. the feedback with this check was not only from 914, but from everyone in my whole department. they've all read my blog and love it. there was only a couple of names i did not recognize in the letter- everyone else i think i have met. the one guy that signs a star by his name- he is the most humorous one yet. then he drew a tiny little arrow and a 'u' pointing to it- when i saw the simple message to me- i damn near fell over to a fit. it is the simple things that i like- that i can figure out in a hurry- things i can look at and know what they mean without much process or worry. then i read the numbers on my check- clearly written next to my name. scratching my head- my eyes open wide- clearly there is a market for such pain. what hurts me makes others laugh and fuckit ha ha ha. i can compartmentalize well, how bout you?
