Thursday, June 09, 2005
The lack there of...
My son has been gone for six days now. I still have not gotten into any mischief. Why is it that a person like me who gives such vivid HOBĀ© detail stories have such a mundane life now? It's not a secret that most of my HOBĀ© stories are from the past. *sigh* Uh...with the exception of the freaky friday bachelor party extravaganza that occurred a few weeks ago. Ahh....fun times. Fun times. *thinking back* How can a sexual person lack just that? Sex.
Is it sad that I can remember the date and approximate time of my last sexual encounter? Not that it was just the other day. Remember my trip back from DC when I made a pitstop? *shaking head* Oh well. Is it even sadder than I'm even thinking about sex and the lack there of? *shrugs* Eh...who really cares?
Instead, I've been working on little projects around my humble abode. Mind you, I can't seem to keep focused on one thing. I'll start one project and then midway, start another project. So basically, I have a bunch of half done projects going on and my place is in complete disarray. The funny thing is, this is the story of my life. I can't just do one thing at a time. I have to have a million and one things going on at once. And I wonder why I can never get anything done in a timely manner. I think of it as multi-tasking.I do it every time I'm online. I usually get online in the middle of doing something else. Then, I'll stop what I'm doing online to go back to that thing or even something else. Take this entry, for example. I've been typing it for the longest. However, I've gotten up to get my uniform for work together, put dishes away, eat leftover sandwich from last night....etc. Oh...if you're wondering why I'm getting my uniform together it's because they have pulled us to work a detail for the next few days. *kicking rocks, sand, dirt...you name it* Yeah. I'm plenty pissed about it. Especially since they've not only changed my hours but EXTENDED my work shift an additional four hours! Good thing my son isn't here. Otherwise, I'd have babysitting issues.
Well, I'm about to get back to my "multi-tasking" before heading off to work.
Is it sad that I can remember the date and approximate time of my last sexual encounter? Not that it was just the other day. Remember my trip back from DC when I made a pitstop? *shaking head* Oh well. Is it even sadder than I'm even thinking about sex and the lack there of? *shrugs* Eh...who really cares?
Instead, I've been working on little projects around my humble abode. Mind you, I can't seem to keep focused on one thing. I'll start one project and then midway, start another project. So basically, I have a bunch of half done projects going on and my place is in complete disarray. The funny thing is, this is the story of my life. I can't just do one thing at a time. I have to have a million and one things going on at once. And I wonder why I can never get anything done in a timely manner. I think of it as multi-tasking.I do it every time I'm online. I usually get online in the middle of doing something else. Then, I'll stop what I'm doing online to go back to that thing or even something else. Take this entry, for example. I've been typing it for the longest. However, I've gotten up to get my uniform for work together, put dishes away, eat leftover sandwich from last night....etc. Oh...if you're wondering why I'm getting my uniform together it's because they have pulled us to work a detail for the next few days. *kicking rocks, sand, dirt...you name it* Yeah. I'm plenty pissed about it. Especially since they've not only changed my hours but EXTENDED my work shift an additional four hours! Good thing my son isn't here. Otherwise, I'd have babysitting issues.
Well, I'm about to get back to my "multi-tasking" before heading off to work.
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This is my first visit to your page (by way of Edwidge's). You seem to be a riot (Freaky Friday, etc.). I have to comment on your "I done changed." Girl, I feel you. I can empathize, not just sympathize. I'm gonna have to make some of those ATL and DC drunkfests to meet y'all heathens. BTW, I almost fell out my seat when you mentioned Swett's and the Jefferson St. bus stop! LOL You've won a regular reader.
I sure hope you have 'Getting the resume together to get a job in DC' on your list of projects. Hint-hint. I'm just saying!
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