Entry tags:
meat locker
as in, it's as cold as one in here. It makes stepping outside oh, so pleasant. Seriously, my fingers are ice cubes. Jones, you'd love it.
In other news, I'm hungry. Today has been moving at the inverse of the speed of light, so I had breakfast approximately 7 light years ago.
The new job is uber boring. They're putting off fully training me until Monday so I spent yesterday entering dates into a database and screen printing out of some crappy DOS-like tracking program. Today has been much of the same and I think I'd kill my mother for a nap right about now. The extreme cold is sapping my energy and my will to live. No, for real. I just felt a breeze thanks to the industrial strength air conditioners.
On the writing front, there is nothing new to report, but I plan to spend tomorrow next to Mom's pool, so maybe something will happen then.
In other news, I'm hungry. Today has been moving at the inverse of the speed of light, so I had breakfast approximately 7 light years ago.
The new job is uber boring. They're putting off fully training me until Monday so I spent yesterday entering dates into a database and screen printing out of some crappy DOS-like tracking program. Today has been much of the same and I think I'd kill my mother for a nap right about now. The extreme cold is sapping my energy and my will to live. No, for real. I just felt a breeze thanks to the industrial strength air conditioners.
On the writing front, there is nothing new to report, but I plan to spend tomorrow next to Mom's pool, so maybe something will happen then.