opening monologue
Jul. 17th, 2002 09:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I am eating a bagel for breakfast. Anybody who has any occasion to watch me eat many breakfasts knows that I almost always eat bagels. And sometimes I will cover one with tomatoes and jalapenos and pizza sauce and eat it for lunch.
I love bagels. I will now commence to make happy tummy noises at the screen.
mmm mmmm hmm mmmmMMmmmm
First night on the new job yesterday -- and I think it went pretty well. They seemed to like me and they are very freak friendly. I was introduced to one of the shift supervisor who was wearing all black with doc martins and a "death: the high cost of living" t-shirt. Heh. And of course one of the other ones was our stage manager at C8.
Still, it's a grunt job. I am getting really tired of grunt jobs. The fact that this will get me to where I want to be a lot faster makes it bearable, but it's still wearing.
mmm mmmm hmm mmmmMMmmmm
In another minute the bagel will be gone and then I'll get to making another stab at my "to-do" list. I had come up with a plan to leave the daily stuff like dishes and garbage for somebody else to do so that I could focus on the big jobs -- like sorting all the crap in the office or dealing with the bomb-went-off zone in the kitchen. Unfortunately I had overlooked one small but important detail -- it's over 35 degrees in here. The dishes and garbage make the place pretty much unliveable after a couple of days.
sigh Maybe I should get a third job. Then I wouldn't be home enough to notice it.
OK, bagel done. First gym, (yay for working out in air-conditioning) then housework, then doctors appointment, (wish me luck) then more housework, then writer's group, then job.
And they're off...
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Date: 2002-07-17 12:03 pm (UTC)