nonservium

Tears of joy should be wept,
And the firstborne of the land,
Offered up as sacrifice,
Fore the evil spell has been broken,
And while my job may still suck,
Atleast today I did my work.

So it's 1am and while it sucks that I am still at work, I have finally found my groove again. I was a little worried there that my little slide in productivity for the last month would find me out of a job.

I'm amazed at how much influence my work has over my mood...especially considering how little love I feel for the job right now. But nonetheless my work is a reflection of me so when I am slacking- I know it and I feel bad. And on the other hand- god how great I feel when I am on top of my shit. But damn it's been a while since I have felt that...

Anyway- good news for me. I scored a date with a pink-haired polyamorous computer-geek chick from work. I finally deserve to go out, so I am going to drag her to the Stewart Walker show at Chop Suey.

Wish me luck...