I drove to work today, instead of taking the train. Partly because I wanted to be more in control of my traveling. Partly because I wanted to hear music. Lately, I’ve been wanting to write a poem that captures the essence of the morning – that sensation where the coffee’s just started to kick in, a great song comes on…
—–Original Message—– Sent: Monday, July 15, 2002 12:59 PM To: ‘Felix Jung’ Subject: RE: 2 seconds and 3 days later… But I do have a SERIOUS bone to pick with you. I clicked on “Yesterday” on your site, and saw this: I ended up staying at work late, doing stupid “trademark” searches for potential brand names. Glad I could help…
For the past two entries, nothing’s happening here. No pictures. No stories. No excitment… I don’t know about you, but I’m bored silly. And this is my friggin’ blog! Going to try to ride the Metra tomorrow. Hopefully, I can compose a more coherent/interesting entry.
Just went through Photoshop and created an action to throw in a 3 pixel white border on an image. Created a batch process, and updated all the pics.
Big day Monday. A client of ours is having an incredibly big launch Tuesday, so we need to have a TON of crap ready to go by end of day, tomorrow. I’ve got all the components I need, and it’s a matter of weaving all the pieces together. I’m making a standalone animation (3 minutes), that will double as a…
I wasted my entire day. Short of updating this area, I haven’t done one productive thing while the sun was out. I went back and used the spellchecker, and tried to clean up most the pages, made sure all the titles were using intial caps…. yadda yadda. Most of today was sipping on water, and trying to feel human again….
jverbal thinks it looks fat.
This was the only redemptive thing from last night. Jenny had gone up to the bar, and was buying cigarettes from the bartender. She came back with two. They were both for her, but I kept handling one of them, rolling it through my fingers, smelling it… Actually, I smelled it several times, if you really want to know. Didn’t…
6 AM. I woke up on the couch, thinking: My. Who’s cooking this early in the morning? That smells pretty go… OH SHIT! In case you’ve ever wondered what a Tombstone Supreme Pizza looks like after spending all night in the oven, well here’s your answer. Darwin awards, here I come! It’s a miracle I haven’t already naturally deselected myself…
Seriously.
Jenny and I had some good, interesting conversations. Lots of relationship stuff. Really good conversations, actually. Lost track of how many drinks we had. I feel like a lightweight anymore, as far as my liver is concerned. Also – there’s something about hanging out with Jenny that’s problematic. I never seem to be able to pace myself for shit when…
A ritual we used to have at work (before the massive layoffs, when there were six of us commuting via train) is the Friday Beer Train. For some reason, Metra allows its passengers to bring alcohol on board. Suckers! There is a liquor store about 100 yards from the trainstop in Barrington. Today, it was me, Jenny and Tracy. Jenny…
This morning, riding the Metra, I was looking out the window at the line that ran alongside the train. From my angle, the sunlight reflected off the tops of the tracks. Not a singular glint, but two bright reflections that actually seemed to be traveling down the tracks. I was struck by a comforting thought: no matter how fast or…
Cripes. I ended up staying at work late, doing stupid "trademark" searches for potential brand names. Glad I could help out, but it was grunt work – any warm body could have complied the same data. I should know better than to ask "Is there anything I can help out with?" AT 5:29 PM! I’ve figured out that no one…
Second day, second letter. Who would have thunk it? a3dmofo send me an awesome letter in the mail. Here I was yacking away about how nice hand made mail is, and I have this gorgeousness waiting by my door. My crappy picture taking doesn’t do this letter justice. I’m still mucking around with settings, trying to learn how to take…