Work, Bork, Work

I am not leaving the office tonight until my boss has time to talk with me. He’s is contantly in meetings, on the phone, etc., and he needs to know that I need to be doing something other than browsing the web for my own edification all day.

Now, to quote some Paul McCartney and John Lennon, What would you do if I sang out of tune? Would you stand up and walk out on me?… I’ll get by with a little help from my friends.

Friday Five

Well, this seems to be a trend, and I guess for today, it’s okay if I do it, too. So without further ado, here is my Friday Five:

1. What are the first things that you do in the morning to start your day?
Here’s what happens in the morning. My alarm clock goes off. I wake up anywhere from -5 to 60 minutes after it goes off… luckilly the clock is set early enough so that I can still make it to work on time. After waking up, I get out of bed, take a shower, brush my teeth and hair, skip breakfast, and hussle out the door. I walk about three blocks to the PATH station, go through the turnstile, hop on the train and sit there amongst the smelly people. At the second stop, I get off in Newark and walk through the Gateway building, to the street, and then down a block to my workplace. I show my ID badge, go upstairs, and fill my bottle with water for the day.

2. What are the last things that you do at night before going to bed?
Normally one of the things I would do before bed is check my email, but at the moment that’s impossible without going into my roommate’s room while she’s sleeping. Probably a bad idea. So without checking my email, I change into Sleep Dress, which for me these days is usually a tee-shirt and sweat pants. Sometimes to help me fall asleep quicker (I’m notorious for staying awake for hours trying to fall asleep), I do some relaxing techniques. That’s about it.

3. What daily routine have you recently added to your day?
Since I just moved a few days ago, most of the specifics of my daily routine have changed, such as taking the PATH train.

4. What routine do you wish you get rid of?
I would like to change the part before I fall asleep where I feel like I’ve been stupid for years and years, thinking I knew what friendship was and that it was something I had with people. Oh, I forgot to mention that in the “before going to bed” part.

5. What’s the one thing that makes you feel like something is missing if you don’t do it some point within your day?
Well, something is missing. And I don’t feel like choosing one thing. So there you go.

Two Days Later

First of all, I would like to start today’s entry with the following announcement. There is no Lisa Simpson Porn here. I’m not sure why This Is Not A Website comes up in the search results.

Well, I’ve been living in my new apartment for a few days now. Let me say that my roommate is very nice. The apartment on the other hand is not so great. I don’t know how I missed the big hookah in the living room when I was first checking out the place.

I think there’s something wrong with the ethernet hub I have. I don’t seem to be able to split the cable modem connection between my computer and my roommate’s, so looks like I will continue to remain offline in the evening. Of course, Comcast does not support networking and will not assist me with my hub. I might need to get a router. Ugh.

Thus I continue to search for inner happiness… and for jobs in other parts of the country. Looking around, there doesn’t seem to be anything keeping me tied to Jersey except for my father and this job. As for my father, he would still help me as much as he could if I needed him to no matter where I live, and as for the job, since I’m starting at the bottom anyway I could probably just start at the bottom somewhere else.

Addendum: And wouldn’t you know it, here’s today’s horoscope:

You need to start giving yourself more credit, dear Pisces. You have tremendous talents, many of them untapped. If you would just begin to harness the talent and power that is already within you, then you would begin to see a dramatic arc to your career path. Something is holding you back. Could it be fear of failure or, more likely, fear of success? You need to spend some time meditating about what you really want out of life. Once your heart’s desire is clear, it will be that much easier to claim it.

This Is My Daughter, I Call Her Cousin

This report should make some of my West Virginia Appalachian readers rest easier… that is, if I had any West Virginia Appalachian readers… which I am almost positive I do not. The article then goes on to note that marriages between cousins are more popular in Kentuky and Kansas rather than West Virginia, and offers a link to a support group.

Two Points About Dudley

Dudley Moore’s Quiet Goodbye
First the article says that his funeral was attended by a handful of friends and family, and then puts the count at 75 people. Some of us would probably be lucky to have 25. I would say 75 is a bit more than a handful.

The article also says: Moore was equally known for his classically trained piano chops as for his comic stylings. I was just about to say it was odd to read an article that uses Biz lingo, but then I realized the article’s actually from E! Online‘s news service. That explains that.

First Night

I now feel like I am living in my new apartment, having spent the night there for the first time last night.

The place is small, and I have far too much clothing. It’s probably time to streamline my life and get rid of all the junk I’ve accumulated in the last ten years or so.

Last night I was able to hook up the TV in the living room to cable, which was happy, and my roommate introduced me to the glory that is HBO television programming. I saw Sex And The City and Six Feet Under for the first time. Good shows.

I need to pick up some more equipment before I can get my computer online with the cable modem. Hopefully I can take care of that some time today.

I’m Listening To The Radio

Kansans should be embarassed for falling for this old prank. I guess it’s not as bad as the panic stirred by the Wells’ and Welles’ War Of The Worlds broadcast that had residents of Grovers Mill (now Princeton Junction I think) getting out their shotguns and running into the fields. To be fair, the War of the Worlds broadcast wasn’t on April 1 and wasn’t intended as a prank.

Es Ich Uberich

I had two very vivid dreams last night. I only remember bits from both, so you’ll have to bear with me. The first took place at a train station. It was raining and everything was a greyish tint. The trains were late, and there was an announcement that I heard through some type of radio device that only I had. The announcement said that station workers would be handing out condoms, and everyone would be required to wear one over their entire body. My dream-state assumption was that it would be to protect us from the rain. There was much more to the dream, but that’s all I can remember.

The second dream played more like a television show. I was courting a woman who was about my age, shorter, and with curly blonde hair. The dream went to six months ahead (I knew this because there was a title displayed saying “SIX MONTHS LATER”). The girl had chopped her hair and dyed it a dark color and was being “evaluated” by some of her friends who determined she had “done everything in the book.”

I think people have trouble getting up in the morning because their dreams tend to be more vivid than real life. It must be the case for some people anyway.

No, I didn’t go to jail last night. The short story goes like this: The court session was postponed. This way I’ll get at least two more opportunities to be nervous all day.

It’s (Not) Going To Be A Good Day

Yay! Internet access from work! Now I’ll have better ways to waste my time. (Can’t access Yahoo mail… send to spike at fiveandtwenty dot com instead.)

Boo! Going to court tonight! Maybe they’ll put me in jail. That’s the last time I’ll ask my lawyer, “So, what should I expect tonight?”