[ endless dream ]

[ Thursday, October 23, 2003 ]

I just noticed something: there's no way to turn the lights off in this office. I was thinking about how much more relaxing it would be to turn the lights off and bring in a little lamp for some softer illumination, but when I looked up to where the lightswitch should be next to the door, I noticed only two blank panels of plastic, so I guess my lamp idea is completely out of the question. Also, this isn't exactly my office, so it probably wouldn't be a good idea anyway.

Oh well.

So I'm twenty-three years old now. I don't feel much different than when I was twenty-two, aside from the need for me to remember to tell people, "I'm twenty-three" should they ask for my age, rather than lying to them by saying that I'm twenty-two. Or I suppose I could lie to them and no one would really know... except me. That would give me a very small sense of power: only I would know how old I am.

But that's something to start doing when I'm old. Older. Older than I am now.

I'm not that old.

[ Maleficia 6:58 PM [+] ]
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Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday TO me. Happy BIRTHday dear me-eee... happy birthday to me.

[ Maleficia 8:25 PM [+] ]
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I closed a drawer on my thumb at work tonight. Some might think it silly of me to stick my thumb in a drawer while closing it, but I personally blame the drawer for being in my way when I was looking for something. I can't even remember what it was that I was looking for, but the drawer has now made a new enemy, one that will not rest until the drawer has been put in its place... which is just beneath the desk. So now my thumb is just a little bit sore, which is good, because that means I can still type. Not like I slammed the damn drawer on it or anything, just a little but of an 'oww, goddamnit!' moment, which was then followed by an sharp intake of breath, and a 'sonofabitch' moment.

And that's how wonderful my night at work was.

It really wasn't all that bad, actually; I was busier than most nights, checking up on appointments and whatnot, so the evening flew by pretty quickly. And the horribly cold weather we've been having all week wasn't all that horrible tonight, so that added to the general top-drawerness of my day, to stick with the theme I have going here. Top drawer, kids. Top drawer.

I just finished eating a tupperware container full of leftover spaghetti, because I was too lazy to transfer the contents of the tupperware container into something that wasn't tupperware to then throw it into the microwave. So I just shoved the whole deal into the old Radiation King and waited for an interminable minute and a half before my makeshift meal was ready to be consumed in all its quickly-warmed-up goodness. The lack of paper towels had me worried for a moment until I located a strategically placed package of dinner napkins, so when nobody was looking, I quickly stole one of these and proceeded to ferry it up to my room whereupon I soiled it with spaghetti sauce. Mmm, lovely.

And now I can begin looking forward to doing absolutely nothing tomorrow.

Well, perhaps not absolutely nothing, since I do have to take into account breathing, eating, moving, and other such trivial things. But aside from that, I don't have much planned.

Here's to the weekend.

[ Maleficia 11:58 PM [+] ]
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