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Sequestered Feeling: away I am greatly looking forward to the end of the "Week of Working Until 10:30." At the moment, it guarantees my complete sequestration from the rest of the social world that enjoys waking at any hour before noon. And I miss people. My conversation now consists almost entirely of work stories, but I still would like the opportunity to bore people with them. Ahem... other people, however, need to update their journals more often, so that I at least know they're alive. (Pointed glance at Lynne, Bear, and mon coeur. Just so you know, saying that your life is boring is no excuse.) Tonight it feels like there is far too much space between me and the rest of the world. I want to grab hold of something human. Comments? 0 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |