No, I have not died.
Sometimes, I get like this...I drift away a bit when I feel I've either overstayed a welcome or when the words "you" and "are" and "popular" get tossed around [and you, AceTracer, wipe the George W. grin off your face]. Additionally, I just don't have a lot to say, as evidenced by lack of updating and updating for only two or three lines of type.
I'm also a we, and you know how that goes. Or, at least, as much as it can go, while one-half your party is not an I'll-be-over-tonight away.
I miss him; it's hard. Blah-fuckity-blah, I know, I know...I got myself into the long-distance business knowing them's the rules, so I can't necessarily complain, right? Wrong.
While at my new job this afternoon (yes), I said aloud to both my customer and co-worker idling nearby, that the highlight of my day would be seeing the new U.S. 50-dollar bill. And you know what? I think it might have been true looking back on it now. Though this sitting around in a current state of sweatshirt/pants and playing Stevie Wonder's "Ebony Eyes" on repeat more than once or twice, is pretty pleasing.
This retail job's laid-backness beats into submission the tornadoesque atmosphere of my last. Not to mention its location, which I'm about to anyway: Rockefeller Center, albeit it's the Concourse and I can't see day change to night, I'm happy with it. I got there early this morning and saw that huge, monster of a Christmas tree being put up and watched people ice skating, though that loses its charm after...now. Of course there's a Starbucks (or two) within my underground employment maze, and lo and behold, it's located next to my store. I may whine like hell about not wanting to spend any money on anything, but when I walk through those Starbucked doors, I'm Uncle Sam"I want YOU!
...to make me a tall, white chocolate mocha, please."
Perhaps the gods favor me, as this particular location makes thee (two "e's") best white mochas I've had. You may not care, but I think that says a lot for an individual outlet of the Super Mega Ultra Coffee Corp., considering there're roughly 9032842398 Starbucks in Manhattan alone.
Fuck me, coffee and currency...that's all I've going for me today.
But speaking of caffeine, I think I'm going to have to hit up The Boyfriend and radiofrank for some Canadian candy, and soon.
Last night I was so tired I had to forsake my nightly reading ritual for precious, precious sleep. Perturbation! I'm reading Howard Zinn's A People's History of the United States: 1492-Present, and while only a chapter in, I enjoy it. He writes, "Thus, in that inevitable taking of sides which comes from selection and emphasis in history, I prefer to try to tell the story of...the Civil War as seen by the New York Irish..." among other things, and I cannot wait until I'm up to that.
Now: to Oreo, or not to Oreo?
Thighs, I'm gonna have to make it up to you, 'cause baby, I am sorry.
Sometimes, I get like this...I drift away a bit when I feel I've either overstayed a welcome or when the words "you" and "are" and "popular" get tossed around [and you, AceTracer, wipe the George W. grin off your face]. Additionally, I just don't have a lot to say, as evidenced by lack of updating and updating for only two or three lines of type.
I'm also a we, and you know how that goes. Or, at least, as much as it can go, while one-half your party is not an I'll-be-over-tonight away.
I miss him; it's hard. Blah-fuckity-blah, I know, I know...I got myself into the long-distance business knowing them's the rules, so I can't necessarily complain, right? Wrong.
While at my new job this afternoon (yes), I said aloud to both my customer and co-worker idling nearby, that the highlight of my day would be seeing the new U.S. 50-dollar bill. And you know what? I think it might have been true looking back on it now. Though this sitting around in a current state of sweatshirt/pants and playing Stevie Wonder's "Ebony Eyes" on repeat more than once or twice, is pretty pleasing.
This retail job's laid-backness beats into submission the tornadoesque atmosphere of my last. Not to mention its location, which I'm about to anyway: Rockefeller Center, albeit it's the Concourse and I can't see day change to night, I'm happy with it. I got there early this morning and saw that huge, monster of a Christmas tree being put up and watched people ice skating, though that loses its charm after...now. Of course there's a Starbucks (or two) within my underground employment maze, and lo and behold, it's located next to my store. I may whine like hell about not wanting to spend any money on anything, but when I walk through those Starbucked doors, I'm Uncle Sam"I want YOU!
...to make me a tall, white chocolate mocha, please."
Perhaps the gods favor me, as this particular location makes thee (two "e's") best white mochas I've had. You may not care, but I think that says a lot for an individual outlet of the Super Mega Ultra Coffee Corp., considering there're roughly 9032842398 Starbucks in Manhattan alone.
Fuck me, coffee and currency...that's all I've going for me today.
But speaking of caffeine, I think I'm going to have to hit up The Boyfriend and radiofrank for some Canadian candy, and soon.
Last night I was so tired I had to forsake my nightly reading ritual for precious, precious sleep. Perturbation! I'm reading Howard Zinn's A People's History of the United States: 1492-Present, and while only a chapter in, I enjoy it. He writes, "Thus, in that inevitable taking of sides which comes from selection and emphasis in history, I prefer to try to tell the story of...the Civil War as seen by the New York Irish..." among other things, and I cannot wait until I'm up to that.
Now: to Oreo, or not to Oreo?
Thighs, I'm gonna have to make it up to you, 'cause baby, I am sorry.
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Mmm...white mochas. Sounds de-lightful!
Have you ever had a peanut-butter Oreos? They were around for like millisecond, years ago. The greatest food I have ever put in my mouth, I kid you not. I always fall for those gimmicky, "New Coke" kind of promotions. BUt anyways...they were Food Of The Gods.
OK - Happy Thanksgiving!!!