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Apr. 1st, 2004 02:14 pm-1:26 PM
I've been sitting here, with the sparse phone calls we've been getting at work today, staring at the empty Notepad screen, wondering what I want to write about. And my thoughts wander again, even back through some of the dreams I had last night. Faces, people...God, it was so long ago, happening with more and more frequency, and I cannot fathom why just yet. Just one...
Yesterday? It was one of those 'all the little things' days. Like, forgetting to take my lunch with me to work, or people missing/absent from the job, or just my general 'I get yelled at for 8 hours' aspect of my job, only to come home and be yelled at more on- and off-line.
Like, how my weekly comics weren't the comfort I wanted them to be this time. Not that they were all bad, just...disappointing overall. Like...when I'm sitting there, reading, and I realize that the only one who cares about the dangling plotlines/questions that I want answered/resolved in some comics I still read...is me, and no one else does. The characters I want to see...have been all but forgotten, ignored, cast aside to be used as a joke on bulletin boards. Fuck...I know just how they feel.
That thought will hurt the spirit of any comic reader, really. Made me realize that I'm just not with it, y'know?
And now the phone decided to ring off the hook, which irritates me now. So I will deal with that, and end up coming home to an evening of the usual yelling and getting treated like garbage. I wish I were in a better mood for the rest of you today, but it doesn't seem likely to happen.
I've been sitting here, with the sparse phone calls we've been getting at work today, staring at the empty Notepad screen, wondering what I want to write about. And my thoughts wander again, even back through some of the dreams I had last night. Faces, people...God, it was so long ago, happening with more and more frequency, and I cannot fathom why just yet. Just one...
Yesterday? It was one of those 'all the little things' days. Like, forgetting to take my lunch with me to work, or people missing/absent from the job, or just my general 'I get yelled at for 8 hours' aspect of my job, only to come home and be yelled at more on- and off-line.
Like, how my weekly comics weren't the comfort I wanted them to be this time. Not that they were all bad, just...disappointing overall. Like...when I'm sitting there, reading, and I realize that the only one who cares about the dangling plotlines/questions that I want answered/resolved in some comics I still read...is me, and no one else does. The characters I want to see...have been all but forgotten, ignored, cast aside to be used as a joke on bulletin boards. Fuck...I know just how they feel.
That thought will hurt the spirit of any comic reader, really. Made me realize that I'm just not with it, y'know?
And now the phone decided to ring off the hook, which irritates me now. So I will deal with that, and end up coming home to an evening of the usual yelling and getting treated like garbage. I wish I were in a better mood for the rest of you today, but it doesn't seem likely to happen.