Monday, July 04, 2005


Falling Down and other redundant quips.


What to do, what to do? Should I take the job being offered to me at my current place of employment, or take my chances up north somewhere? I could take the job down here, it would look great on a resume and really give me the experience needed to get a good job somewhere else…but…I don’t really have any friends down here at the moment which kind of leaves me bored at home every weekend. Up north I have no job waiting for me, or any place to live for an extended period of time. There are, however, friends, which would make my weekends more interesting and therefore the rest of my week. Anyway, that’s about all that’s going on right about now. Well, there was this one thing about TAGSMS, but it’s kind of stupid. It seems a disgruntled nurse deliberately switched the medication to several patients, making the depressed even more down and the manics even more manic. This caused no small amount of irritation to the guards, doctors and staff at the sanatorium, because they had to deal with the aftermath. (The nurse took the next flight to Florida where authorities and a private group of sanatorium employees are tracking her down) To make a long story short, it was ten hours before things were returned to normal, although it seems that one of the affected inmates got down to the basement where 4782 is being held and it is not yet clear what, if anything, occurred. Everyone is back in their rooms and on their regular meds, which is great news to me and the board of directors. No one really knows why the nurse went all sabotage-y on the place, but I don’t really see how it matters anyway. You know what else? trying to write something with talking eyelashes, floating offices, and crumbling churches is really hard. who woulda thought?

ok, maybe there weren't any other redundant quips. but there is a comma crazy sentence!

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

What to do? Well, let's see.... if you move up to SF, life for the twits would be so beautiful. Bush would give up office, shave his head but grow a neck beard and Gandhi and Mother Theresa would ressurect from the dead. That doesn't sound too shabby to me.

Anonymous said...

"I dreamed about bread and cheese when I was fasting and had fantasies of pouring wine on my head while I rolled naked on the dirt. The appetites I quelled, not vanquished, but quelled, returned with a vengeance when I quit fasting too. My desire for chocolate was ferocious [about fasting for Little Buddha]." - Keanu Reeves

Anonymous said...

i'd take the better job, but im a hermit. wish i knew what the job is/was. la la.

Anonymous said...

YOU: "but…I don’t really have any friends down here at the moment which kind of leaves me bored at home every weekend."

ME: Yea, so last time I checked I lived within a 30 mile radius of you. Also, on that note, we have had some crazy weekends in this damned OC. Take for example, the night of the hurricane that almost left us flying high in the civic yo! We had to pick Tumble Weed all outta our grill and shit yo! Or the day of Mountain Lion "activity" and Dead Bee Photography?

OK- that is all for now. BBRRRUUUUHHHHMMMM BRUUUHHMMM!