y'know the line in billy joel's "the piano man" that goes "they sit at the bar/and put bread in my jar?" when I was a kid I thought people were actually giving him bread.

12 hours of work yesterday and 9 today. kooky stuff. computers are still acting retarded (p.c. be damned, the computers are retarded. it's the only word. if they get offended I'll delete this).

although I still went to burlington for krystal munchies after work. and I don't regret a mile of it.

weekend coming up. hmm. maybe I'll call tia. she must think I'm dead.

I've yet to see the triplets of belleville in the listings of any theaters within an hour radius, and I'm getting irritated about it.

gotta run. billy joel just came in, arms laden with baked goods. must have been a good night at the 88s (I love it when people refer to piano keys as 88s).

oh, and at petrified fountain: monstrously long-winded review of big fish and the only golden globes picks you need.

tonight's theme: work.

variations on theme:

typical. everyone went home at 9:30 tonight. they were trying to fix a problem we've been having with the computers and ended up making them worse. now we all go in early and stay late tomorrow. but hey, it's still fun to have an evening off.

optimistic. just in case I do end up relocating this fall, I've been able to find a number of jobs in my interested locales that I'd be uber-qualified for. and I'd only have to take a slight pay cut...well, it's still comforting to know that I should have a much easier time finding work than I did last summer.

silly and conceited. I wore that new banana republic outfit to work yesterday and no one even commented on it! now I'm all self-conscious that it doesn't look so nice after all. hmmph.

did get to winston today. scored a cashmere sweater at like 60% off. dinner at olive garden with j and b (heh...that's a whiskey) followed by a movie, big fish, which I plan to do a lengthy p.f. post about soon. but for now, I say this: see it. please. it's one of only 4 or 5 films I've seen that have honestly made me examine life from a different perspective.

and it's put me in an introspective mood. that and a fun night out with ashley and carra at jake's, followed by buffy and snuggling with carra here. but anyway, here's the thing. I realize that I've become so caught up with my routine and my everyday goals--work, make money, do the basic things I have to do to get by--that I've lost sight of how multifaceted the human mind can be. well, maybe it's less that and more losing sight of the human spirit. I'm not saying that I've become more of a machine than a man (perish the robotic thought). but it's a friendly reminder to acknowledge that I need, to use the old cliche, to get a life.

I'm working on it. because nights like tonight remind me that a life is a good thing to have.

jake's must be slipping narcotics into their waffles, because I'm so tired. well, it is sunrise and about my bedtime, after all. ta.