pulled apart by monkeys
i believe the saying is “pulled apart by horses” which is also a great radiohead song. that’s lately my state of being.
so much to do, so not sure why i take it all on. i swear to freakin’ christ i don’t do this on purpose but at some point i’ve got to figure that’s my job, too: managing the things i can do.
so far this week…
built the final for a web design class at a reputable art college. to protect any ethical boundaries the educational establishment may whine about i’ll be vague and refer to the aforementioned institution as simply a.i. at any rate, i think i’ve got an “A” in another class i’ve never taken.
got the ’77 rd400 working great, then not, then fixed, then more fixing required. she’s trying to tell me her name, not quite clear yet, but the more i work on her the louder she whispers…”darla, desdemona, persephone” i can’t tell yet. barely audible at this point.
moved couches, teevees, redecorated the living room of the home i now reside. living and hauling and such are great exercise. cancel your gym membership and put an ad on craigslist and help people lift stuff.
new guy at work hired to be my counterpart. excellent. exactly what i’d imagined and here he is all ready for me to jam a funnel into his skull and fill it to overflowing with everything i know about all the crap i don’t want to do anymore. we’ll see how that goes.
there’s so much more but i must go eat and there’s miles to go before i sleep.
ttfn.
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