every day i look forward to working somewhere not filled with people who think my opinion invalid because my age doesn't start with a fucking 3.
it's funny how every day i regret growing up so fast, and yet every day there's some pedantic prick ready to tell me how much growing i've still got to do.
i'm about to grow my foot up some gray-hair ass.
"the only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing - to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts." - keats
i was... ok, mildly productive today. even managed to defuse prickish old guy by doing him a random favor- i swear, nothing shuts up someone who's annoying you like a good turn. try it sometime.
no paycheck yet, but i still have money after rent and i haven't gotten the annoying phone call from the credit union yet... so i suppose there's not much point in stressing about financial matters at this very moment.
scootering into the office was fun, except when the asshole in the SUV took exception to my lanesplitting and took a sideswipe (!) at me. saved about 45 minutes over taking the train, though, so i think i may have to do that more regularly (& dressed warmer).
and now... i'm off home... to the world of dialup. *sigh*
"he who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man." - hunter s. thompson