I’m fuzzy. trying to get into the swing of things after being gone for two weeks. It was hard to leave tucson. I am very depressed. It didn’t help that it was warm and sunny when we left AZ and cold and snowy when we got back to New England. sigh. tomorrow it’s supposed to get up to a blistering 17Â° F, followed by a cozy 8Â° night. That’s like what, negative a billion celsius?
stupid boston winters.
I probably should have taken an extra day or so to decompress, instead of getting home last night and coming to work this morning, but eh. whatever. I don’t mind being in work, it’s slow and quiet. I’d rather be here shaking off the vacation sleepies than at home.
but jesus if I don’t hate this whole stupid “how was your holiday/vacation?” conversation I now must engage in with a thousand people. blah blah blah AZ blah blah christmas blah blah no one cares. let’s just move on and not pretend we do.
More than anything, that’s what I’ve been dreading. conversation with other humans.
I can’t be the only cold selfish bitter apathetic jerk around here, can I? maybe I should make a shirt that offers some kind of witty cynicism to the questioning masses. I’m too tired to think of something though. you do it.
my new favorite thing: dead rising, on xbox. my new saddest thing: I don’t have an xbox.
I haven’t done a song of the day in a bit. here you go. sunrise, sunset by bright eyes. this one’s for you, tiffany, cause I know how much you love c.oberst.
- I have a headache. and other scintillating minutiae.
- The better to see you with