It only hurts when I breathe.
Jan. 19th, 2005 08:41 pmI'm stuck up in the tower, which essentially means eight hours of watching to make sure the planes that have to share this narrow alley don't crash into each other. Other than my constant if minimal attention, the position is fairly undemanding (admittedly a single mistake would pretty much mean I'm fired) and it's usually my favorite day of the week.
I have game writing that I'm failing to do. I have library CDs that I am failing to listen to. I have books I am failing to read. I didn't bring enough food for dinner. I'm working on a DEC Alpha and so I have semi-internet connection in that I have no idea what piece of HTML is going to be too alien for this machine and cause it to either choke, fail to load or just shut down. I'm restless and irritable and alone and all I want to do is go home.
I have game writing that I'm failing to do. I have library CDs that I am failing to listen to. I have books I am failing to read. I didn't bring enough food for dinner. I'm working on a DEC Alpha and so I have semi-internet connection in that I have no idea what piece of HTML is going to be too alien for this machine and cause it to either choke, fail to load or just shut down. I'm restless and irritable and alone and all I want to do is go home.
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Date: 2005-01-20 12:50 am (UTC)Some people are all creative and energetic and shit. But not me, no. I get to be cranky and unfocused.