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Dec. 15th, 2004 08:12 amWOAH...
This song just whips me back to my cube, 11PM, answering Dell EMails, all the lights off and my overhead light beaming through red paper. The weather is cool, and the work slow and quiet. I'm swept back to what was possibly one of the best jobs I ever had, watching a thunderstorm take out the electricity all around Round Rock, and it's quiet and I'm left alone, and I'm happy. I have my Chun Li toys keeping me company, a picture of Shampoo on my monitor. I'd never even heard of A Wish for Wings, and Closetspace was a distant dream. Random sketched were pasted up on my cube and 2001 was going to be the best year ever. I loved my job, I loved my lover, I was back home in Texas, I was confident and proud that I finally had legs to stand on.
Optimistic, indeed.
I'm going to start a food diary, in the hopes that'll help bring my calorie intake a LITTTTTTTTLE more under control. Those who want in, reply here.
This song just whips me back to my cube, 11PM, answering Dell EMails, all the lights off and my overhead light beaming through red paper. The weather is cool, and the work slow and quiet. I'm swept back to what was possibly one of the best jobs I ever had, watching a thunderstorm take out the electricity all around Round Rock, and it's quiet and I'm left alone, and I'm happy. I have my Chun Li toys keeping me company, a picture of Shampoo on my monitor. I'd never even heard of A Wish for Wings, and Closetspace was a distant dream. Random sketched were pasted up on my cube and 2001 was going to be the best year ever. I loved my job, I loved my lover, I was back home in Texas, I was confident and proud that I finally had legs to stand on.
Optimistic, indeed.
I'm going to start a food diary, in the hopes that'll help bring my calorie intake a LITTTTTTTTLE more under control. Those who want in, reply here.