Thursday, September 10, 2009

An Oompa Loompa yes. This. No.

Really?

I once worked with a bartender who hated when I played Veruca Salt on the jukebox because she said the music "made her nervous."

When I saw this book I think I understood what she was saying for the first time.

In case you were wondering it was the Resolver album...though Eight Arms to Hold You had the way better cover.

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Work with me people...

My brain and I appear to be locked in some kind of ridiculous battle.

It doesn't feel like working.

Or, to be more precise, it doesn't feel like writing.

This is kind of a problem because, well, I need to be writing.

And if this post isn't proof of a serious case of writer's blah I don't know what is.


Sunday, September 6, 2009

Admitting you have a problem.

So, I've been off the blog for a bit.

This last week has been my transition week. Or, it was supposed to be my transition week.

But now it's pretty much over and I'm not sure where it went.

Why is that you may ask?

Because I can't help myself and I kept scheduling tasks that I would complete before the end of the week.

Worse, I still didn't get everything done.

And, before you ask, yes...there's a new batch of things that I have to get started on tomorrow.

I'm starting to think that this might mean I have some kind of problem.