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Ah, consciousness! Welcome oh glorious light of being!
Or something like that.
I've just eaten a left-over sandwich which I had forgotten had jalapeños in it. Ah, hothothothothot! So, then comes the Leine's BerryWeiss. Oooh, that's much better. And now, I'm calm.
Now that school has started (for everyone except me, seemingly) and I am off vacation finally, times are tight. More so, time is tight.
I may not see Jacquelyn for a week or more. That is le suck. Things couldn't really be going much better with her. It's so odd; we seem to have fallen into the middle years of a long-term relationship. We somehow bypassed all that getting-to-know-you, walking-on-eggshell beginnings and moved right into that comfortable, almost domestically cohabitative stage. Yet, we've managed to keep a good hold on that hot, intense energy of a new relationship. Hmmm, odd indeed.
Work is busy and overtime is abundant. However, I was so tired last night that I left early. I was falling asleep and I'll be in less trouble for leaving before the end of my shift than I would be for sleeping during a call.
If gas prices keep up like this, I can't afford to keep commuting to Madison. Which would then require me to either A) move to Madison (which I can't afford) or B) get a job here (which I couldn't afford the pay-cut.) Damned if you do...
I've finished the hard edit of the Book, and now I need to free time to enter the changes into the digital copy. After that, it's publisher time. I'm about a third of the way done, so the submission date is rapidly approaching. Egad!
And to close, I'd like to officially apologize to those of you in the Anti-Snobby-Clothes-Brigade. I beg for your forgiveness. My name is Jeremy. [Audience in unison: Hi, Jeremy.] I bought a pair of Abercrombie & Fitch jeans. *sobs* And they fit great. God, I swear, I didn't know they were when I bought them! How can you ever forgive me??! This is almost as bad as when I bought that scarf from the GAP last year.
That was tongue-in-cheek, if you will. I'm long over my clothing prejudices. Cool, comfortable, cheap, and not in that particular order, are my sole requirements for fashion these days.
Or something like that.
I've just eaten a left-over sandwich which I had forgotten had jalapeños in it. Ah, hothothothothot! So, then comes the Leine's BerryWeiss. Oooh, that's much better. And now, I'm calm.
Now that school has started (for everyone except me, seemingly) and I am off vacation finally, times are tight. More so, time is tight.
I may not see Jacquelyn for a week or more. That is le suck. Things couldn't really be going much better with her. It's so odd; we seem to have fallen into the middle years of a long-term relationship. We somehow bypassed all that getting-to-know-you, walking-on-eggshell beginnings and moved right into that comfortable, almost domestically cohabitative stage. Yet, we've managed to keep a good hold on that hot, intense energy of a new relationship. Hmmm, odd indeed.
Work is busy and overtime is abundant. However, I was so tired last night that I left early. I was falling asleep and I'll be in less trouble for leaving before the end of my shift than I would be for sleeping during a call.
If gas prices keep up like this, I can't afford to keep commuting to Madison. Which would then require me to either A) move to Madison (which I can't afford) or B) get a job here (which I couldn't afford the pay-cut.) Damned if you do...
I've finished the hard edit of the Book, and now I need to free time to enter the changes into the digital copy. After that, it's publisher time. I'm about a third of the way done, so the submission date is rapidly approaching. Egad!
And to close, I'd like to officially apologize to those of you in the Anti-Snobby-Clothes-Brigade. I beg for your forgiveness. My name is Jeremy. [Audience in unison: Hi, Jeremy.] I bought a pair of Abercrombie & Fitch jeans. *sobs* And they fit great. God, I swear, I didn't know they were when I bought them! How can you ever forgive me??! This is almost as bad as when I bought that scarf from the GAP last year.
That was tongue-in-cheek, if you will. I'm long over my clothing prejudices. Cool, comfortable, cheap, and not in that particular order, are my sole requirements for fashion these days.
