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Friday, December 3, 2004


I Dont Wanna Growup
I dont wanna grow up--- I've been away from the Work World-- I want to play, be able to get so excited, I just cant wait for anything! It struck me that it has been a long time since I had that kind of happy excitement, feeling briefly free of worries, and the only choices were which fun thing to do first...ah, if it was a dream, I want to get back to sleep.

...and then the alarm clock rings..


Yesterday at work was a hoot! It seemed like the Universe was saying" Stay home an extra day for vacation". I went in, and left early to be able to care for all the piled up little tasks. Traffic for once was not too bad... had I been teleported to an alternate universe? I stopped for some coffee to bring to work... the car would not start. Called the auto club... Tow Truck got lost! After another tow truck arrived and started my car, I got to work. I received a curt phone call---- Why didn't I respond to "IPC notifications?" For those who don't speak bureaucratise--- it's Why don't you answer the phone-- (IPC is Inter Personal Communicator! A super beeper that super nasty! But yes, it does give you stock market quotes and football scores!) After trying to patch my already shot schedule, and maintain some New Orleans and Florida state of mind, I took a brief walk and came back. The end of the work day was approaching and then-- crack-- my tooth broke (have the bad habit of gritting my teeth). Have to say, I wonder if the Universe is loading up on spitballs and aiming at me? But then again, I think that Vash would nod and say but isn't that a fairly typical type of day. I have heard it said, the old Chinese curse is May you Live an Interesting life! Well, I think I will do 2 things: after I can see the dentist, I will bring the parrots home from boarding, and get some new manga or anime! And work on the images from my vacation. here's a quick sketch of impressions of New Orleans (dancing to jazz, feather boas, the ubiquitous Mardi Gras beads, and not really fretting over things...)

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