In the shadow of the modern machine
Saturday, 25 February, 2006
Oh, here’s something that is happening. I am typing this while seated on an uncomfortable plastic chair at the stinky DMV (actually the Department of Licensing) waiting for them to call my number so I can pay my $20 for my Washington permit. Then I will be able to learn to drive the car we bought in November. So that’s exciting!
Also exciting is that I am able to write this from the DMV because of my fancy-ass new phone thingy, which I adore. It has a calendar! It has internets! It has a keyboard! It can talk to my beloved Mac at home and my awful PC at work! It can keep me from wanting to claw my eyes out at the DMV! Yay, Treo.
(song: “St. Robinson In His Cadillac Dream,” Counting Crows)
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In the catalog under geeky
His bowtie is really a camera
Thursday, 23 February, 2006
I woke up early this morning — 5:30 — too excited to sleep. Not going to post about the exciting thing for a few more days, when it’s for sure. But staying in bed was boring and I have been regretting the loss of time to sit around and do nothing in the mornings, so I got up, hoping to get some of that sitting around done before my 7:08 bus. I was full of thoughts about things to write here, but on the way from the bed to the couch, I lost them all.
Nothing much happens anymore. I still haven’t seen Brokeback Mountain; I haven’t been sewing or knitting or going to shows. I do have tickets for Rhett at the Showbox, and for Eef of Clem Snide solo at the Crocodile, though, so that’s good. I have been getting a bit better about keeping in touch (thanks, Google Chat!) and have joined the LAME-ASS gym, stupid 24-Hour Fitness, which I hate but must keep up until it gets warm enough for me to run outside again. Work is fine: a bit stressful, but it should calm down again soon.
And that’s all that ever happens to me.
(song: “America,” Simon & Garfunkel)
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In the catalog under nothing
The world is treatin’ me bad
Saturday, 4 February, 2006
So it turns out that working has definitely decreased my quality of life. I’m actually getting less sleep than I did in school; I wake up too early and get home from work too late to get anything done. At any given point during the day, I feel like I could fall asleep within two minutes. I used to walk to school, twenty to thirty minutes each day, and now I walk out the door into the carpool car and then out of the car into the elevator at work.
But worst of all, just before Christmas break, my “team” at work moved to another part of the building. And in this other part of the building, the maintenance staff puts the toilet paper on upside down.
(song: “Misery,” the Beatles)