I'm a waste of paint, of space, of time.
Jul. 7th, 2005 07:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jackshoegazerSo, yeah, those movie reviews are still coming, I think. I drank a bottle of wine during Ocean's Twelve, which means I was so drunk I didn't even finish Sideways. You might get a review and a half. Maybe.
I am now in proud possession of four Bright Eyes albums. Lately, I have been on a steady diet of the Dresden Dolls, Modest Mouse, and Bright Eyes. I feel a thread connecting them all and I've yet to pinpoint what it is exactly. I'm working on it.
Another reason the South sucks: Nissan and Honda have encountered difficulties getting new plants up to full production in recent years in Mississippi and Alabama due to an untrained - and often illiterate - workforce. In Alabama, trainers had to use "pictorials" to teach some illiterate workers how to use high-tech plant equipment. So they moved the plant to Canada.
Sounds good. I want to move to Canada.
I interviewed for a promotion at work. It went well, as far as I can tell. I was very forward and honest rather than the common tactic of telling them what they want to hear. I'll let you know if this strategy works or not.
You'll have to pardon me, I'm not feeling terribly verbose today. I am lacking in grand analogies and train wrecks of adjectives and metaphors.
I want to dance on the head of a pin. Is this an exclusive province of angels? If so, I have a lot of work to do.
Today the sun gave me the impression that it was really a black hole. It looked like any ordinary sun, hanging like Kilroy on the horizon, yet it said, "I'm a black hole."
Identity crisis?
I am now in proud possession of four Bright Eyes albums. Lately, I have been on a steady diet of the Dresden Dolls, Modest Mouse, and Bright Eyes. I feel a thread connecting them all and I've yet to pinpoint what it is exactly. I'm working on it.
Another reason the South sucks: Nissan and Honda have encountered difficulties getting new plants up to full production in recent years in Mississippi and Alabama due to an untrained - and often illiterate - workforce. In Alabama, trainers had to use "pictorials" to teach some illiterate workers how to use high-tech plant equipment. So they moved the plant to Canada.
Sounds good. I want to move to Canada.
I interviewed for a promotion at work. It went well, as far as I can tell. I was very forward and honest rather than the common tactic of telling them what they want to hear. I'll let you know if this strategy works or not.
You'll have to pardon me, I'm not feeling terribly verbose today. I am lacking in grand analogies and train wrecks of adjectives and metaphors.
I want to dance on the head of a pin. Is this an exclusive province of angels? If so, I have a lot of work to do.
Today the sun gave me the impression that it was really a black hole. It looked like any ordinary sun, hanging like Kilroy on the horizon, yet it said, "I'm a black hole."
Identity crisis?
