I guess I'll do a lengthier entry later, but for now, a dry recitation of facts should suffice. Saturday evening, after getting home from work, I received a call from my mother, informing that my grandmother was in the hospital, with death appearing imminent. Kidney failure; possible stroke; possible heart attack; unresponsive to external stimuli. ( Read more... )

Not a whole hell of a lot to write about. Well, maybe there is, but I'm just not up to writing about it at the moment. Fuck schedules and self-imposed deadlines. Drinking vodka, which ain't exactly my first choice, but it's handy. Reckon I'll pick up another bottle of Knob Creek after work tomorrow, just 'cause bourbon's what feels right ( Read more... )

I have discovered a traitor amongst the tangles of wires, silicon wafers, and molded plastic that collectively form my computer. My mouse. Whereas he had once faithfully done my bidding, without question or hesitation, he would, of late, respond slowly and with insolence, if at all. Perhaps he felt that he should decide where the cursor went and ( Read more... )

Having recently discovered the wonders of denture adhesive, my old name of "Starving in the Land of Milk & Honey" no longer seemed fitting. As I may now partake in the bounty which I may provide for myself, I thought I might rename myself in honor of the role I play in order to provide myself with this sustenance. Henceforth, I shall be "The ( Read more... )

Well, it seems that while I was so wrapped up in my own personal woes, I had entirely forgotten that I had been given the responsibility of training half a dozen Somalians at work this week. Perhaps it was because a manager had assured me that they did indeed speak English. I must have been lulled into a false sense of security by that claim.

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Ugh. Not even gonna read what I wrote last night. Overall, I'm still not quite sure what to read into her visit. Part of me takes all her questioning of her new relationship: "I'm 24, and part of me thinks if I don't see this guy as being any good for me in the long run, I shouldn't be wasting my time..." and other things to that effect, coupled ( Read more... )

Though I'd departed the company of friends ostensibly to go to bed, I thought I might stay up a while longer and do a bit more drinking before turning in. The soporific nature of alcohol has rarely been so blessed a gift as now. I am delightfully groggy and slumping in my desk chair.

I was damn near ready to turn in for the evening, then I figured ( Read more... )

Consider this something of a public note to myself, with a modest bit of explanation; disregard at will ( Read more... )

My, but it was a gloomy day today. I found myself falling prey to the dour spirit of late autumn shortly after arriving at work, anxiously awaiting the moment I would be able flee from it all. Naturally, such a mood is intolerable to live with for any appreciable length of time, so, lacking any music with which I might "medicate" myself, I resolved ( Read more... )

I'm mildly pleased with myself after having done all the laundry I've been putting off for the past few weeks. It felt good to pack all the dirty clothes into a collapsable hamper, grab a book, and brave the local laundromat once more. After a spirited round of washing machine roulette, I sat down to reacquaint myself with Kurt Vonnegut's Timequake ( Read more... )