Thursday, January 6, 2000

Let's all just move to SanFrancisco

hideeho there neighbors and neigborettes....

I'm at work still trying desparately to avoid accomplishing anything. Not very samurai of me, but, well, whatever. I've got to figure out a time in my life when I'm ready to switch over to samurai mode so I can make a clean cut. But I don't think I'm ready yet in all facets of my life.

I just got back from my 3 smoke break in as many hours. (I get the feeling this is one of those areas I shouldn't be honest in because of what if my boss was reading this. aww heck, he probably wouldn't care).

Everyone confides in me stuff they shouldn't. I don't know why. There's this girl that sits in the cube next to me who is breaking up with her boyfreind here pretty soon and I think she's trying to size me up for her next boyfriend. If she had asked me before I met my current one it might be a different story, but I've already got a perfectly acceptable girlfriend now. This girl makes me uncomfortable.

ooh, i love it when people hang up on me. saves me the trouble of hanging up on them.

I'm playing Xenogears again at home, one of the best damn RPGS for a console based gaming system ever made.

I'm bored. I think I'm going to go break something.

At any rate, I hope someone emails me that reads this. I want to be famous. I want to be a big star, like Mr. Jones or something (nod to Counting Crows)

No comments:

Post a Comment