Today I started working on an urgent little side project that is a bit tedious. Well it goes in cycles where it's brain wrenching for about 30 minutes, followed by 2 hours of tedious data entry peppered with a few minutes here and there of puzzle solving and then more tedium.
The tedium gives my mind lots of acreage to wander around in and I thought tonight I would share with you some of the wool I gathered.
The tedium gives my mind lots of acreage to wander around in and I thought tonight I would share with you some of the wool I gathered.
1. I would make an excellent contestant on that show The Amazing Race because I'm really good at finding my way around in strange places. I have a terrific sense of direction and hardly ever get lost for very long. Then again, people on shows like that are usually running everywhere and I really hate to run. In fact I prefer to lie down and be still as much as possible and that probably wouldn't make for very exciting television viewing. Also I think that people who tend to be on these kinds of shows get all excited and jump up and down and scream and stuff and I really don't like to do that in public, let alone on TV. I'm not really a big jumping screamer. This thought has occupied a great deal of my time considering that I have never even seen an episode of The Amazing Race.
2. Writing "Breast Milk" in Sharpie on my hazelnut coffee creamer in the fridge at work would be really funny but writing "Stool Sample" on my brown paper lunch bag would be even funnier. I imagine that I might even get to have my own shelf.
3. There's another temp who works there who started a couple of weeks before me and I love him a lot because he is about 7 feet tall and looks very much like Sideshow Bob. He's got a big floppy white boy Afro. I don't really know him and only spoke to him for the first time yesterday, but just seeing his hair bouncing around above the cubicle sight line cheers my soul. I'm old enough to be his biological teen birth mother, but I want to hug his skinny little hipster frame. I think my ear would come to about his belly button and I could probably hear the ocean in there.
4. I want to hug Hey Mr DJ too. I think he may be the fucking sweetest person who ever came around the pike, whatever that means. My granny used to say that all the time. Without the "fucking" part. Hey Mr DJ doesn't cuss either. If my aunt Jessie hadn't moved to Texas and died I might have wanted to fix her up with Hey Mr DJ. Yeah. That would have been a good match. I wonder if he's lonely enough to date a dead woman with false teeth. I'm such the romantic schemer, just like Emma.
4. I want to hug Hey Mr DJ too. I think he may be the fucking sweetest person who ever came around the pike, whatever that means. My granny used to say that all the time. Without the "fucking" part. Hey Mr DJ doesn't cuss either. If my aunt Jessie hadn't moved to Texas and died I might have wanted to fix her up with Hey Mr DJ. Yeah. That would have been a good match. I wonder if he's lonely enough to date a dead woman with false teeth. I'm such the romantic schemer, just like Emma.
