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I have to stop getting myself in shit.

On the work front, I believe a theory has outstepped my place and made its way to the top of the organization and has rattled a few scientists and engineers' cages and caused some tension. This is not good, but that is how I have marked my first few years with this organization; rocky and tumultuous yet...
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so i have taken this weekend as my own. well sort of. there was of course the requisite good friday spent at work being reminded that life is easy because 70% of people are genetically lazy or some shit like that. let me add a caveat that life is easy because of those 70%, because their stupidity pays my ticket, but life is also a...
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An update. Distances kills worse than speed.

Actually, that is untrue. I just am confused and a bit burned out from being at work for 65 hours a week. I am eating well as always, but my body hates me for spending too much time in the office.

Phase II:

Jeepers.

Time to jet.

1/2 of good friday at work. Thank jeebus I am non-religious. whatever
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smile
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is it possible to stay anonymous.

really?

not really.

ARRR!!!
no:
You are so silly, Senator Smiley.



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back from the market. loading the fridge and shelves with goods. enjoying the smells of fresh dill and the hopes of making something for dinner.

oh me. robot
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i yam really really sick of people getting upset with the hands that are dealt to them. you try to help a friend out, and they get pissed. you try to put yourself on the line to ensure someone else is ok, and so then you are responsible. i am robot. i help me. robot
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i yam clean. smile
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I have been listening to the teaches of Peaches. Yes, I fucked the pain away too often. This is why the robot.

Her and I were pen-pals via MSN. Writing partners in crime so to speak. We both were always on the leading edge of something, and always too busy and mostly just reaching out. It was definitely strange because we lived mostly in the...
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alright. i miss her. yet i am full of foods, vitamins, exercises, work and words.

romance is something i thought i would stave off. i thought i was a robot. in fact my journal entries tried to reach into robot-like mannerisms. it was my goal, and then she swept in and stole my heart, and moved to nyc. now i feel like being a robot...
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deanna:
that is too bad about your friend. it seems as though you were pretty fond of her...and you were just friends? or am i missing something....

as for my getting sued thing....yeah i paid in cash...i do have witnesses of the things that were wrong with the apartment...i still dont understand how cleaning services are 100-200 dollars but whatever...i guess i will see what happens...i didnt sign anything that said i wouldnt leave a mess biggrin
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you know what,

to know me is to know a romantic.

and i think that is a good thing. smile
analise:
to be a romantic is to be hopeful and to believe in the forces of love. it is a good thing.

when i was travelling in france, i saw two young people kissing on the bank of the sienne river. prolonged, other-worldly kissing. and for some strange reason, as i looked at them i thought about all the blood that has washed down that river; all the battles and bodies. yet, there were two teenagers kissing along side it as if they were the only people in the world.

i took a photograph.
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I am good.

I am actually surprisingly good.

For once it was not a girl using me as a launching pad. For once it was not a girl taking a little piece (or a large piece) and then moving on to some loser.

This time it was actually about growth.

That is why it is sad, yet it is beautiful.

No regrets about putting my...
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