A woman at work has me a bit confused
make next left right
use brain make big words, fumble on thing called wet slobbery thing ...
duh, tongue
bumble hi, reciprocated, underscored
now ... why?
Sights can be confusing
do I ask or do I guess?
.........
Yes, all of that is jumble. It's a fair respresentation of a bit of the murky "crystal ball" in my mind ... sort, sort, sort ... ask again later. My lips move, but I can't hear what I say. My mind is confortably numb (with ideas -- no, scratch that, questions).
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Left scratching my temple
Posted by Marcus at 10:59 PM 0 comments
They don't serve my kind
I'm a droid, and I'll have to leave. There's a placement agency that, 'don't have work/place people with your background'. Gee, thanks! I didn't want any trouble, so I left them alone.
Posted by Marcus at 10:37 PM 0 comments
Another week -- longer
Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday |
4-9 | Off | 4-9 | 9:30 – 8 |
Friday | Saturday | Sunday | Monday |
2-10 | 12-8 | 12-8 | 11-4 |
Posted by Marcus at 8:55 PM 0 comments
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