Okay, so I’m slightly freaked out that random people I don’t know keep commenting on my posts. Stalkers? Perhaps. Good thing I’m a big burly black man named Sam with a black belt in karate and a very large gun under my bed… and in my kitchen.
So I guess lonliness is finally starting to hit me. All of my really good friends are shot half way across the country. I keep trying to muster people at work to do stuff, but keep getting the same reluctant reactions. “Oh, uh… some friends are coming in this weekend… and the next, and the next” OS it looks as though I will be going alone this weekend to watch two gay cowboys making out in a Midtown theater full of more gay men making out. Either that or I can go watch an entire movie based on Japanese culture being played by Chinese.
This whole big merger thing sucks because it really messed up the paycheck schedule and of course that means that conveniently we get the least amount of money right before xmas. Which thereby precipitates into me looking like a total cheapass with my friends for the first time in my life when i have a real job and could actually get them something decent. Now I will have to do something creative with pipecleaners and glitter.
I am gearing up for my vacation from xmas to New Years at home. Which also means that I am ramping down in my productivity at work. Oh well, no one is around anyway. I’m trying not to bother Lauren at work too much… although she is only four little numbers away… but she alwasy sounds so busy. God, it’s as if she were working or something. I’ll be spending New Years in Boston with Steph and Lauren… though we haven’t decided if we will go upscale… Young Business Professionals Black-Tie Gala, or go low-brow with a little Lua. Hopefully the New Year will bring lots of new and exciting possibilities for me. I guess it will for Megan’s sister. I’m sure the wedding will be fabulous and I can’t wait to see pictures.
Well, bedtime… I have to pretend I am working on design guidelines while I search the web for frivolous things on the sly… then go to lunch… then go pee… then fill in my calendar… then go get coffee… then fill out my timesheet… then go home. All in a hard days work.