Whew, been awhile. I've been too busy doing nothing to blog. Seriously. My supervisor has been out of town for two weeks. She left me with a short list of things to do, but I've had to pace myself or I would've finished it all the first day. So I've been working really,
really hard at filling eight hours a day in front of my computer. By the time 4:00 rolls around, I'm wiped.
Fortunately Maya came to visit for a few days to distract me from my hard labor. We imbibed heavily and consumed mass quantities. By the time she left, I could barely do a sit-up.
I've been seriously re-evaluating my lifestyle (workstyle?). Would it not be better to work in a restaurant or bookstore than planting my ass on this swivelchair all the livelong day? I wonder. Maybe everyone else my age has drawn the same conclusion, and that's why 1) it took Milla six months to find a waitress job and 2) Powell's has no vacancies.
Speaking of swivelchairs... I'm sure you've noticed that when you sit down on a chair which someone else has been sitting on, it feels uncomfortably warm. But have you noticed that when you get up after a long spell and then promptly return to your own chair, it feels normal? Is that because your ass is the exact same temperature as the chair, thus your body doesn't notice its warmness? Yeah that's probably it. Like when you take a pee after being in a swimming pool... that's some hot piss, you might think, but actually it's your body that's cold.
Pee pee and poo poo.
Time to think about how to best ration out the contents of my lunch bag. That should kill 20 minutes.