In other news, I'm ready to go back to a regular schedule. May has been a super fucked-up time for me at work. I've been getting ready for inventory with a crew of 6-7 others and my schedule has been a hot mess lately. For the first two weeks of the month, I worked 4a-1p which worked out okay aside from killing my nightlife (as if I would have actually spent them drinking and partying until 2 in the morning otherwise). But these last two weeks I have been 9p-6a which has thrown things into chaos. I'm convinced that only single people need to be working nights because it interferes with the natural flow of family life. Is it elitist of me to pin unpleasant things on a group of people? (Don't answer that; I just reread the question.)
I am currently obsessed with Listopia.co.uk, a British humor website* that you should check out if you want to understand it because I am not wasting our time explaining something to you that you can easily figure out on your own. It seems I am weening myself off of Arrested Development, not in the sense that I'll be abandoning Netflix but just in the sense that two episodes a day (rather than six) will do me just fine until I'm caught up.
I forgot the thesis of the previous paragraph so I opted to start a new one. THESIS: I seem to be a bit narcissistic. Not quite sure when that happened, but I think I need to start hanging out with other people in hopes to make my head a little smaller. (I won't know if that joke landed until I reread this post, but I have no desire to look back yet.)
Full speed ahead!
My writing needs some sort of purpose but it takes me a few minutes of stream-of-consciousness to get prepared for another format. I also think another cup of coffee will help jump my creative engines.
Here goes nothing.
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