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12 August 2002 (Monday): head against the table

I cannot fathom a profession in which one has to be standing up for most of the day. Waitresses and workmen of the world, I bow in admiration to you. I spent today sitting at a computer desk, then in the driver's seat of a car, then in a chair onstage, and I am exhausted.

Apple juice with cloves and cinnamon boiling on the stove now, though. This oughta do the trick.

I'm hoping this is a phase, but I'm remarkably self-absorbed lately. Not in an egotistical way, just...the minutiae of my itty bitty life are consuming me completely at present. I have no patience for international news, or even the ongoing shenanigans in Washington D.C. It's people like me who let democracy go astray, you know. People who look the other way because they have better things to do.

posted by enjelani @ 10:40 PM PST

Replies: 2 comments

Heh, you aren't the only one. Someone was asking me about the David Westerfield case (since it's big down here in Diego), and I realized I hadn't watched the news at all in a few weeks.

Part of me just does not care. I'd just as soon bury my head in the sand as listen to another idiot spew lies. But then, I don't vote anyway, so this is nothing new.

As for standing up all day. yah, it SUCKS ASS! I'm *so* glad I get to sit in a decently cushy chair all day. I don't miss the days of bagging groceries at all.

Never had Apple juice w/cloves and cinnamon either... That sounds odd. Anything like apple cider?

posted by syndromes @ 13 08 2002 12:17 AM PST

don't worry. i'll keep you informed. :)

posted by soren @ 13 08 2002 10:47 AM PST