| moving on |
[Jul. 15th, 2007|08:38 am] |
The only man I know who behaves sensibly is my tailor; he takes my measurements anew each time he sees me. The rest go on with their old measurements and expect me to fit them.
~George Bernard Shaw
add me and let's get familiar all over again. |
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| inevitability |
[Jun. 11th, 2006|11:42 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Live Forever by Oasis | ] |
inevitability
n : the quality of being unavoidable
Some things can be avoided like bad traffic, the occasional sunburn, and even late fees for videos. Other things like death, taxes and joining Myspace cannot be.
Alas, I succumbed to joining Myspace. As if I needed another reminder of how I'm connected to the rest of the world, er, universe. If not by molecules why not by extended networks?
see me on Myspace. |
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| I blame the weather |
[Jun. 3rd, 2006|02:45 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | "Do You Sleep" by Lisa Loeb | ] |
"A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves." Marcel Proust, French novelist.
The weather has been sunny, rainy, windy, basically forcing you to carry both a coat and an umbrella just in case. Some say you're outlook relies on the weather, the brighter the better. Well, with the overcast, I can't help but have a shady outlook myself. My discontentment for work comes and goes, some days better than the next. The words out of my mouth being, "I can't stand my job." "I need a better job." "Maybe it'll get better."
What makes it had is that I have great co-workers. One of them makes the best lemon bars and has the best stories. The other cracks jokes and everyday I try to outjoke him with my comebacks. The third fixes my computer and surprises us with chocolate donuts in the morning. The last, the newbie, is a co-worker that I wouldn't mind getting to know with his good taste in clothes and music.
Not being able to make up my mind up, fate decided to step in. Apparently, in one of my "I need better job" moods I applied for another job. One better paying and a lot less stressing. Days past until the day of the big office party where I was in high spirits. It turns out that job. I interviewed and landed another interview. I was psyched, but as I returned to my desk where everyone was in full swing party mode, I couldn't help but wish that I shouldn't have applied to the other job. I'd be missing many more parties and happy moments, but I couldn't fathom being in the same job with no idea if I'd advance or not.
My interview is not for a few days and I'm sure I'll get the job. I just don't know how to say goodbye. |
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| chocolate |
[Mar. 13th, 2006|06:20 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Summer Son---- Texas | ] |
You know you've got a good boss when he brings in chocolate on Monday afternoon. And an even better one when he lets you run amuck in a chocolate-induced stupor. |
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