[I wish you could be sitting here next to me] I caved and said I’d babysit again tomorrow. This time I’m armed with a plan. This weekend was recuperative. Phil had two whole days off so I rushed to his arms and we spent a good deal of time just being in each other’s company. I also hung with the kids, and we hooped it up at dumb movies and clever cartoons. I miss my…
I’ve taken to sleeping with earplugs again. The last time I did that was my freshman year when my roommate snored and moaned while she slept, leaving me perpetually awake in my bunk. I would drive around Murfreesboro at 3 a.m. trying to lull myself to sleep like an infant. I got the bright idea to try earplugs when nothing else would work. You can’t really ask someone not to snore, after all. I would…
[Can’t be explained through common sense] After a week of breezing through training at work and figuring most everything out ahead of schedule, it was only a matter of time before I would fuck it all up and get careless and in a hurry and lose a page or two and have to redesign things at the last minute, making us barely graze by our deadline. And isn’t it a funny coincidence that the night…
[These little problems — they’re not yours, they’re mine] Mundane drama follows me. Or maybe I seek it out. I can only assume that if you’re reading this, you might care to hear about it, so I’ll try to include many of the grey details. In the words of Jeanette Winterson, I’m telling you stories. Trust me. + Some birds have made their home inside my ceiling, just above the acoustic tiles. There’s a golf…
[I’m a full-grown man but I’m not afraid to cry] Finally, pictures. My room, before: My room, after: My bathroom: And, while I’m at it, my mom and my brother: And my silly nephews:
[I don’t care what the neighbors say] Mmmmmmm … bored. A whole day off, wasted. Split between sleep, reading, and playing my beloved Sims. + The other day, I finished Kill Two Birds and Get Stoned. I wanted to like it so badly, but just couldn’t. I was grappling with my disappointment so much that I dreamt I encountered the author and “Clyde” and “Fox,” the two main characters. They were old and used-up and…
[Faith, you’re driving me away] Amber just left. She cruised into town and stayed the night. Now she’s heading the rest of the way to visit her grandparents in Florida. It was good to have her company. I haven’t seen someone I really know in about a week. I came in at 11 p.m. and woke her up so we could go eat at the Purple Onion Grill, which is perfect because there’s a porn…
[There’s magic in the metal, there’s magic in us all] Tuesday rocked. Work was awesome. I copy edited all night, using a pretty cool system that lets copy editors write headlines, cutlines, jumpheads, jumplines, etc., without even having layout pages open. It’s all configured by the computer and this little applet window lets you write headlines to fit, telling you to the specific point how much extra space you have. Sweet. It was awesome to…
[Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists] I’m sitting here on this public computer and I just saw that someone printed out the guitar tabs for Air Supply’s “All Out of Love,” but left them lying on the desk. I can’t imagine why. It finally dawned on me that all I needed to do to post photos is upload them to my computer and burn a CD of them, then get on the public computer…
[There’s nothing but tomorrow to keep us from today] Ahhh, a full day of work. It’s been so long since I put in a cohesive eight-hours-plus-a-lunch-break. Things are going to be fine, if I can learn how to write a decent headline and get over those “do I have the right to edit this???” fears. The pagination system the paper uses seems fairly counter-intuitive, and like it was designed by people who don’t even read…
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