June 30th, 2009
Flurggong Merlly
The thirtieth of June has found me working, catching more hours since one of our girls quit unexpectedly and left her slack for us. So kind. I get Wednesday off, though, which is very relieving.
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I have been enjoying working there so far, bitching customers notwithstanding. I want to write a well-thought-out rant in regards to aforementioned bitching customers, but I’ve learned over the months that it’s not worth wasting the time. Bitching back doesn’t work like it used to. Did it ever work?
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I’m spending my evenings so quietly since I started working. I haven’t called anyone, I haven’t updated my blog, I haven’t emailed, I haven’t written. If I’ve written, I’ve forgotten the stamps. I have squatted on a pillow on my front porch (we lack porch furniture on account of the fact that we’re shit poor) with a Corona and lime and one speaker feebly playing music from my on-its-last-legs-computer. I think this song appropriately describes where I am in my life.
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I’ve been doing a great amount of thinking, and doing a great amount of doing (I’ve stopped smoking at least five times since March!). Summer is a whole lot quieter than last year. Last year the 15-year cicadas unearthed themselves and deafened everyone with their whines.
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So far it’s been keep-your-head-down and work-work-work. I’m hoping I write something intelligent soon.
