Monday, July 26, 2004


 I drove home for lunch today and decided not to go back to the office. This is the sort of thing that gets people fired, but I bet no one notices. I turned the ringer on my phone off so no one would hear it ring. At one o'clock I'd had one call, and it was a wrong number.

I'm beginning to think that I'm completely burned out at work. It's been a good run, but I'm ready for a change. Talked to the Twin last night, and he assured me I've got a place in Chicago. Having the Twin is awesome. I want to go there. Or anywhere. I'm too goddamn desperate to be picky about where I go. It's that caught-in-a- bear-trap feeling. If I don't get some relief, I may have to chew my foot off in order to escape. That's OK. I'll save money on socks.

Next:  A big-ass nap in the middle of a rainy day. What could be better?


Lyzard said...

A cup of tea just before and just after that big ass nap in the middle of a rainy day is one step better... in my opinion.

Allan said...