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So, I'm at the stupid department meeting today and they had these gigantic subs for lunch that I couldn't eat because I still can't open my mouth that wide much less munch on semi-hard bread. They had chips and little cakes for dessert - I ate a piece of cake.
Ernie, the asshole director of our Computer Info Systems, comes up to me at the end of the meeting and shoves thesis registration paper work in my face and says "Hey, what do I do with this?" And I'm telling you now, the will power it took not to answer that how I actually wanted alone should earn me a nice spot in heaven. Instead I just said "Give me that", which I think actually did startle him, but it was still benign enough that he couldn't call me on it. I've somehow become his personal secretary and that's just not acceptable to me.
So I'm thinking I need to drink tonight, but I'm still on the meds and as tempting as it is, I don't think I wanna mix these. I'm now wondering if I'm not the boozer I thought I might be. I might just take my nightly dose of meds, sit in front of the TV and drool.
Ooo! Midnight show at the Mayan this coming weekend is The Goonies. Jesus, the 80s memories that invokes. . . Currently, it's about the speed of mindlessness that I can process right now.
Ernie, the asshole director of our Computer Info Systems, comes up to me at the end of the meeting and shoves thesis registration paper work in my face and says "Hey, what do I do with this?" And I'm telling you now, the will power it took not to answer that how I actually wanted alone should earn me a nice spot in heaven. Instead I just said "Give me that", which I think actually did startle him, but it was still benign enough that he couldn't call me on it. I've somehow become his personal secretary and that's just not acceptable to me.
So I'm thinking I need to drink tonight, but I'm still on the meds and as tempting as it is, I don't think I wanna mix these. I'm now wondering if I'm not the boozer I thought I might be. I might just take my nightly dose of meds, sit in front of the TV and drool.
Ooo! Midnight show at the Mayan this coming weekend is The Goonies. Jesus, the 80s memories that invokes. . . Currently, it's about the speed of mindlessness that I can process right now.
