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This is what it could look like when one completely deconstructs a life as one knows it, and how to build from the ground up. Alternatively, this is a fresh look at an old story. The fine art of falling apart.

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I'm Gish. I guess this is what one can call the remnants of a pre-mid-life crisis. I listen to too much music and read too many books, and it all means nothing. Abrasive, I smoke too much, drink too much coffee and hardly sleep. Alive. Be sure to check out the new links to blogs, photos, music and other sorts of good stuff at the very bottom of the page.

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put me back together {6/365}

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put me back together {6/365}
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Even though I am still in the middle of a very long week, it feels like it's almost over. Or maybe I'm just at the end of my tether. In any case, it hardly matters. Fuck, I keep forgeting to do things like cancel my doctor's appointment for tomorrow, and call the new job place with my references. Fill out my time sheets for the current job. Arg.

Buying power. That's the phrase that passed through my mind when I walked out of the fat people's store this afternoon with two bags full of clothing that I will wear for the new job and for other things. *ahem*. They had a sale on lingerie, and seriously I never have enough bras. I find one I like then wear it to death while I could be sitting on a huge pile of unworn lingerie. It's true. So, now I just make sure I absolutely LOVE the piece before buying it, instead of being so fucking happy that it's not beige or white and fits me, that I'll buy it even if I don't like the style.

But I have a couple of spiffy outfits for the first day (whenever that is). And I know that I'm heading back into that world, of 16 hour days, deadlines, things I can't bear to look at, decision making, etc. I'm heading back into the fray because I don't have to think about the 'real' stuff. I'll go back to work to take my mind off my life.

Anyway, I can feel that it's time for bed since I have to work tomorrow. And all weekend. So. Yeah. Gotta get some rest.
Night, folks.

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  • Blogger Unknown says so:
    Friday, February 23, 2007 11:06:00 AM  

    Hi! Yes I visit you here but not every day.

    I love my Blurty friends. check out psyclone he posts rarely but these long epic posts and he's a babe. in real life too.

    Yes! noticed you have a new job.

    oh and on my old job because Lisa is no longer my VP and I'd aligned with her I was on Tina's "elimination" list... confirmed by my cubemate. So I'm leaving before I get the Pink Slip. It's all good in the long run. A few engineers that I work with are coming by (they live in other cities) to say goodbye today I am looking forward to a totally geeky lunch~ and fun geeky lunch.

    *mm top