Hmm, what is that, almost six weeks of silence? Amazing.
The sky is a strange bluish gray and the flags in the next parking lot are blowing vigorously - maybe we'll have a hurricane. Maybe the sky always looks like this when it's cloudy at dusk - i wouldn't know cause i'm always working at this time of night.
This morning I threw away $12 in meat because I left them on the counter when I went to work. Did not smell good, actually it smelled quite foul.
Shortly before throwing away said meat - I called the Grand Floridian resort to try to schedule a massage. While being given several transfers and waiting on hold it occurred to me that i had better things to do with my money then spend $100 to have someone push on my back for 50 minutes.
Bose Triport headphones: expensive, but next on my list of big ticket aquisitions. Such a rich sound...mama mia!...
Ok, show of hands - who hates not having a car? (puts hand up) I know i should feel guilty about global warming and pollution and noise and fossil fuels and heat and road rage, but honestly cars are ridiculously awesome. No, take it back...modes of transport...ways to GET ANYWHERE are ridiculously awesome. I would saddle up a burro and ride it at this point. Where does one get a burro? Anyway, if i could find me a crackerjack to give me a burro i would saddle it and ride to that starbucks across the street from the seattle library.
Seattle v. Orlando...Yeah....Orlando wins for rollercoasters and dolphins, but seattle has the knock out punch for atmosphere and lack of tourist families who all wear the same color shirt so they won't lose each other.
Just wrapped up a 21-day stretch with no days off...'Twas tiring, but as jon and i said when we arrived here - we'll follow disney to hell and back. haha, o how little we knew. :) Heard an interesting stat the other day, aprox. 10% of males who work for disney are NOT gay. Obviously an exaggeration, but really that's what it feels like. Two guys at my restaurant have "a fancy" for me...one is a manager...hmmm...this is new...
July 1 - shuttle launch at cape canaveral - be there or be square.
The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."
About Me
- MRJ
- Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.
6.08.2006
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)