Scribbles from the notebook
7:15PM
I just tried my hand at writing out a short story, but it just isn't panning out. I can only commit for something like that for just so long. But right now, I'm writing to stay alive. See,I'm at work now, I've got fifteen minutes to kill, and unlike other days, today is going by so painfully slow. Business numbers -- and people with no VCRs -- line my day, and because of that, there are no surveys being done... not that it matters, as I'm still getting paid. But still. As one of my co-workers used to say, "The dialer gods aren't with me tonight."
7:45PM (On Break)
I was gonna go over to Al-Taïb tonight, but it didn't really pan out when I realized that more or less every day this week, pizza's been dinner. So instead, I went for the quick and dirty Big Mac. I'll probably walk a bit of the ways home tonight to get it out of me.
12.01.2006
10.27.2006
Time just slips right on through when you don't really pay attention. I got home from work at around 10PM and decided to play around a bit with Wing Commander 3. I don't realize it right away, but by the time I call it quits, it's 11:55PM and I've got class in 8 hours. Damn.
I guess I've got reason to not be sleeping right now though. The story's simple, I fell asleep at work. Yes, I fell asleep at my desk, while calling people to do surveys. I figured it was about time, my fatigue was bound to catch up to me. I'm glad that a couple of things that could've happened didn't happen, like me getting caught, or me snoring, all that embarassing stuff. But man, that'd be pretty funny if it did.
"Eric. Eric!"
"Hmnhm? *wipes drool off*"
It's probably around here that I would get a stern talking to, but my arms hurt, so I won't bother around with typing that out. Needless to say, it'd involve office equipment fights and a computer monitor crashing onto the street. Picture it, it's a sweet mental image.
So what's new with me? Not really anything. Single again. *thumbs up*
Beyond that, there isn't much else to talk about. I have a new gadget. The DS Lite now has a near permanent spot in my bag. It's so great to have, it's like having one of those nifty Tricorders from Star Trek, minus the ability to point it at things and have it tell me whether it's alive or dead.
I haven't really played my guitar in a long time. I get a good couple of hours in now and then, but it's exactly that, a couple of hours. Of course, it's spread out across a day, so really, it's only a few minutes. I think it's mainly because I don't have any sort of goal to play towards. There's no talent show that I wanna play, there's no gigs in the future... I don't really have a purpose like I did in High School. What should it be now, to score some women?
Yeah, no...
Anyways. I'm out. Hopefully this is the (re)start of a regular thing.
I guess I've got reason to not be sleeping right now though. The story's simple, I fell asleep at work. Yes, I fell asleep at my desk, while calling people to do surveys. I figured it was about time, my fatigue was bound to catch up to me. I'm glad that a couple of things that could've happened didn't happen, like me getting caught, or me snoring, all that embarassing stuff. But man, that'd be pretty funny if it did.
"Eric. Eric!"
"Hmnhm? *wipes drool off*"
It's probably around here that I would get a stern talking to, but my arms hurt, so I won't bother around with typing that out. Needless to say, it'd involve office equipment fights and a computer monitor crashing onto the street. Picture it, it's a sweet mental image.
So what's new with me? Not really anything. Single again. *thumbs up*
Beyond that, there isn't much else to talk about. I have a new gadget. The DS Lite now has a near permanent spot in my bag. It's so great to have, it's like having one of those nifty Tricorders from Star Trek, minus the ability to point it at things and have it tell me whether it's alive or dead.
I haven't really played my guitar in a long time. I get a good couple of hours in now and then, but it's exactly that, a couple of hours. Of course, it's spread out across a day, so really, it's only a few minutes. I think it's mainly because I don't have any sort of goal to play towards. There's no talent show that I wanna play, there's no gigs in the future... I don't really have a purpose like I did in High School. What should it be now, to score some women?
Yeah, no...
Anyways. I'm out. Hopefully this is the (re)start of a regular thing.
10.04.2006
9.29.2006
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