K... imagine that everything below the neck is cardboard and I'm standing behind me resting my chin on the cardboard neck.
what?
yeah... so?
:)
Today was a mind boggling day. Just ... well, I'm at a bit of a loss for effective descriptive adjectives... at least ones that up to the task of accurately representing todays insanity.
After eventful working moments... my day took me to a town called Restin or something... and to a business park with nice offices and the board room of a new "company partner" to go over presentations to be given tomorrow morning to a US Fed agency. New partners... new clients... new likely-to-win contract...
and the best part?
If we win it... it's going to happen on my terms. This was agreed to in writing by all parties involved.
It's a good thing.
the only downer is that the presentations tomorrow are going to cut into my time with my DC clients.
They'll understand... but I'm still going to be in their offices at 7 in the morning.
I still gotta read a bunch of stuff... and then pass out... like*a*freaking*rock.
Life is strange ... I mean... I mean, I can't go into it in a public post.
But this is one really whack stage in my work thing.
oh and I will indeed, listen to this song over and over again.
It's what I do when I like a song this much.... :D
wearing
~ yeah... my new jeans again. :)
planning
~ client land, US Fed company offices in "the fax" and partners offices in Rusty... or whatever...
~ cab into DC at 9:00 after a long weird session with new people...
~ check into another hotel, call home... order a big expensive hamburger, iron a shirt, eat watching Family Guy... totally laughed when this guy calls Brits "stupid fog breathers"... bwahahahaha...
~ talk to you for a bit...
~ read some client material...
~ get my ass to sleep. :)
wishing
~ that tomorrow goes well and I make my flight.!!!!!
~ for the door into
~ and to send a "I hope everyone feels better soon" vibe to
Birthday moments
Happy birthday little sugar-murf... (
I know you're gone... but happy birthday
Happy birthday
And to the slightly vanished
///
Smell
Scent.
It doesn't matter if that was "you smell terrific" and "The scent of steaming shit". Smell always looks like it means something ick. You can't say smell when you really wanna say something good. Maybe with food, but even that gets dicey.
//
you can pass on a lot of things you mess up ...
but if it's at all possible,
don't let yourself down.
'because if you do,
you got nothing ... no one to blame and nothing to say.
and in sharp contrast, is the cool vibe of really coming through for yourself.
/
[ :: At least a frigg'en cow didn't fall on your car today. :: ]