Remember when you were young, you'd lose yourself
Posted by Cory , Sunday, November 29, 2009 7:27 PM
This video makes me happy.
Song: "In the Morning" by Razorlight.
This video makes me happy.
It's a sad statement that the thing in my life I'm most excited about right now is the new playlist I made in iTunes last night (seriously, though, I love it).
I don't care who you are; if you're not grinning like an idiot by the end of this video, you have a heart of stone. You probably hate puppies, too.
Some thoughts on a rainy Sunday afternoon:
1. I've accomplished shockingly little from my to-do list for the weekend. However, I don't care.
2. Glen Hansard's voice makes my insides go all silly.
3. I made coffee at home instead of stopping at Dutch Bros. on my way home from Mass. Proud of myself for saving a few dollars. Unfortunately, I used the last of the bag and now have none for tomorrow morning. This is distressing.
4. My dreams have become increasingly lame lately. No lie, I dreamt the other night that I wanted to find new bedside tables for my room, and then planned to paint my bedroom furniture. Who dreams about crap like that?! Me, it would seem.
5. I have no other thoughts at this time.
6. I lied just now.
7. The other day, one of my clients (a 4-year-old girl) was playing with two toy turtles while I was taking down some data. I glanced up to see how she was doing, and I saw her put the turtles' hands together and say "yeah!". She made the turtles high-5 each other. Some days, I really do love my job.
8. < /thoughts >
So here's a fun story from the Conversations with Coworkers File:
Was walking in downtown Cd'A this afternoon with Amazonian and some kids. We passed the restaurant where I had my first (and last) date since moving to Idaho way, waaaay back when. I commented that the food was excellent and mentioned said date. This reminded her of a conversation she'd had with her fiance a few months ago, wherein he'd asked her if she had any single friends for his friend. She thought of me, as we had just talked about my singleness a few days before. A paraphrased exchange:
"Is she slutty?"
"Yeah, I haven't known her that long, but I don't get that vibe from her. I'm going to go with no."
"Well, I think he's looking for someone sort of skanky."
"If that changes, maybe we can revisit this idea."
So it's nice to know that Mission: Don't Act Like A Slut has been successful.
I'm flattered that she initially thought of me?
I don't know.
Moving on.
I wonder what the odds are that I'll actually go to the gym tomorrow after work if I try justify not going tonight with that excuse? Probably not good. In my defense, I had every intention of taking workout clothes with me this morning and heading over there this afternoon after my client had been picked up. I just ran out of time this morning! Promise.
MIKE: "Hotels are a naturally creepy place... Just think, how many people have slept in that bed before you? How many of them were sick? How many... died?"
I'll never be able to sleep in a hotel bed again. THANKS A LOT.
If I merely recognize that I am of a passive-aggressive nature, is that enough? Or do I actually have to try and correct that part of myself?
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