Weeping Internally

[jzwondering]

So....here I am.

Sitting by myself having lunch in a hotel restaurant. Twenty minutes from my meeting with someone at said hotel. (Not for a tryst you scandal-mongers). My Blackberry in hand, my business folder on the table, with notes scribbled on the paper inside.

Good Lord, I've become the person I used to mock not so long ago.

Comments

[destinedactress]

Not so, for you are doing all this fancy schmancy grown up businessman stuff....and also updating your livejournal. take a good hard look. :) tee hee

[pasajera]

Nice use of the word tryst. I have to type that more, it's lovely. Typing tryst, typing tryst, let's tryst again like we did last summer...

*ahem*

Yes, I have been mortified to discover myself strolling around downtown wearing my sheeplike "business casual" wardrobe, hair combed into something hinting at a nod towards respectability, two cell phones at the ready in my bag-that-is-not-a-scruffy-backpack...oh, it makes me squirm and squirm.

[shironiku]

I guess that's the nice thing about being an artist. I'm still every bit the slob I was in high school. Moreso, even. I was a bit of a nerd in high school.

[tekpointone]

haha! i still dress like a slob too! and participate in crazy hair days, and halloween costume contests, and i sing and dance and play improv games!

and then i get in my honda civic, and commute home. ick... nevermind