June 7th, 2004

newavi

all about the monday... June 7



Oh my god... I wish you could look out my window...
well, ok, I'm at work in my pathetic little cube with no window...
but there are windows...
and the world outside those windows is b-b-b-beautiful...
Sun, a breeze... and that tingly June feeling crawling up my back... :D :D

Bubba-Ho-Tep.
That must have been a fantastic book... hahaha... it was one very bizarre movie.
Kinda makes you feel bad for folks in retirement homes... but then... what doesn't?
However, it did serve to really ramp me back up on my personal dream of
jumping out of an air plane in a rhinestone studded jumper with the Flying Elvises
(yes... exactly like Nick Cage in that Vegas movie...)
Someday I will be a flying elvis... just once...

wearing
~ green ftls
~ brand new very dark kinda cargo... kinda khakis... cotton... fit great! pants.
~ red p-z golf shirt... and no jacket... it's a lovely day!
planning
~ well... ok... more fucking around with that web site thing...
~ and all the bosses are back from their globe trotting vacations... so something new (evil) this way comes...
~ to talk like Elvis at several embarrassing moments
~ do some video work tonight with some footage shot at Geo's school...
wishing
~ that my friend ... the sugar-veet... queenveets feels a whole lot better soon...
~ and that wizbanger manages to make today work out better than it started
~ also, that my sweet friend tiarafetish can maybe dream of something a whole lot more fun...
~ I could send a few spoons [ :: the spoon theory :: ] to my friend hotblue... (take care sugar!!)
~ that all is well for cynica... :D

Do you have an urge to run screaming from the room every time someone says "Your President Bush?"
Yeah... well check out aliminx's "Veto Bush" t-shirts... hahaha... [ :: click me to link the e-Bay auctions :: ]

Ok... so look... it's Monday...
the answer to hell on earth if your facing a week of soul devastating dysfunction at work...
so fight that ... kick the vibes butt and move towards the light.


I sit here... with my headphones on... sometimes no music...
just blocking ambient noise... but other times... like NOW...
with serious music filling all the spaces ...
and the office just sorta flashes past like stop-motion photog.
People moving into view... and out again...
shadows and light revealing the movements that would otherwise be accented by clicking heals... or idle chit chat...
It's like living inside a strange art-y film ...
Now if only there was some serious character development...

I think I'll go say "thank you.... thank you very much" to someone.
see ya.
  • Current Music
    (Crystal Method) - Busy Child
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ok... BIG MISTAKE

forgo last nights mashed potatoes and a bbq sausage in my luch box
in favour of going to the pizzaria with the boss for lunch...
Now? it's freaking nap time... oh man...

**B**O**N**K**

(my head... the monitor)
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k... so opportunity finally knocked.

you know that quiet in an office washroom that means the stalls are occupied
... and you don't really want to make er... to much noise.

I got to the washroom and there was one stall empty.
Slide in, sit down and take care of business...
Yawning and looking forward to washing my hands and splashing my face when I'm done.
Someone's at the pisser...
and then... AND DEN...
Dude beside me lets go the hounds.
The room echos with his explosive release...
When silence returns, I pipe up with Elvis;
Thank you... thank you very much.