Waiting For Impact

[the_siobhan]

I stumbled into work today with my shoes untied, my tshirt on backwards and my knapsack flapping open. I did make it on time though, which is better than I manage on most days.

Change is coming again. I can feel the pressure building up in the base of my skull. Whenever this happens I think of a watermelon seed, pressed tighter and tighter between thumb and forefinger, until the surface tension lets go and the seed is spit out into an unknown direction. Usually to thwack some poor slob in the eye.

The things I know can't be learned from books.

Comments

[sweetfuckall.livejournal.com]

Usually to thwack some poor slob in the eye.

Don't feel badly - slobs deserve your aggression, for refusing to change out of their BBQ-stained sweatpants.

[raphrat.livejournal.com]

a zit metaphor works as well.

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

It does, except for that whole BEING GROSS problem.

[shnells.livejournal.com]

so breathe deeply, count to ten, and imagine them wearing your grannie's knickers.

[individuation.livejournal.com]

Strange...did you get a chance to read my entry this morning? You were in my dream last night.

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

I just went over and read it. Figures I'd be involved in a crime spree. :-)

[briarhill.livejournal.com]

Isn't it nice to have a job with a relaxed dress code? *chuckles*