I miss you. It's been quite a busy few months. Job hunting has not been good to me (until now). I guess it only takes one to make it good, right? But out of all the interviews I had, I still feel like I could have done better. Anywho, here I am, new job, new co-workers, new desk. Finally. *sigh* Though, now, I'm quite positive that I've developed some kind of eye infection from staring at my glowing computer screen for eight hours straight, seven days a week. For the first time in years, I walked out of my house completely blind, ready to spend the day without my contacts. I brought my glasses along just in case -- sadly, the just in case turned into crap-I-can't-see-anything-
If I had known this morning that I was going to drop my roommate's toothbrush down the drain, then clog the drain with the broken drain cap, and that that little red thing in my eye wasn't, in fact, a bleeding cut but a piece of pink confetti, I would have worn my contacts despite the burning redness. It would have at least allowed me to see further than the length of my arm and would have opened up the possibility of seeing something beautiful. Or at least amusing. Like that homeless man who walks around where my office is with a cat on his shoulder. *sigh* again.
Since I've started here, I've been as productive as possible, taking on a plethora of projects to show my new bosses how valuable I am. But today, oh sad sad today, I have no motivation, not to mention no sight. I keep trying to read what's new in the world of lovely Garance, but can't seem to get far with my whole office up and about. At least I only have 3.5 more hours until my roomie and I get some happy hour sushi! (Best happy hour by far, let me tell you. A california roll, edamame and either beer or sake for $5...FIVE BUCKS! What I consider to be an amazing contribution to this city.)
Back to counting down the minutes...