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11.28.2005

Play in Work World, Live in Spare Time

With the onset of Winter weather,
we'll shop 'til we drop and spend 'til
the year's end.







An eight hour drive back to New York reinstates where I left off last Wednesday. I'm young, but I feel tired. It's time for bed, but I know I won't be able to sleep for a few hours. Somehow, staying up and translating my thoughts into words consumes me.

I haven't decided if I'm calling in sick tomorrow. I've had a few days off, but I'm not ready to go back. Not yet. This holiday has only made me feel more comfortable in my preferred wardrobe, and I know Monday is the first of five consecutive days wearing clothes I hate to work a job I'm very good at no matter what fashion statement I'm making.

Lately I'm feeling like a half-friend. Not entirely available. Not practicing enough effort. This web log fills a void for me: my need to den.

The alarm is set for 6 a.m.

One more cigarette, and then it's off to bed. I know I'll lie there blinking, thinking and rehearsing my verbal presentation via voicemail which will result in my calling in sick (of work) seven hours from now.

photo by: LL
:: posted by chumpsrock, 3:04 AM


1 Comments:

Here's to extended vacations! I say, den until spring!
Blogger Miss Marisol, at 7:28 PM  

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