Monday, January 09, 2006
Matt http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=25196371
Current mood: crappy
Category: Blogging
It’s inevitable that I start out Monday on 4 hours of sleep. It seems while on Zombie mode a person tends to get a little more edgy. Work was the same ole’as my day started out with my sister’s assistant manager sweating me for my dad’s #. She needed to get a hold of my sister becasue my sister didn't save some files on the network. I wasn’t gonna give this abrupt woman who was standing there squawking in my face my father’s phone number. Just because my sister gets to live rent free in his apartment doesn’t mean people should get his cell number to contact her at 7:30am. I told her she couldn’t have my Dad’s number and of course that caused drama. I ended up taking care of contacting my sister myself. Then we had an office meeting. I brought my paper with me because we usually have a lot of down time before our meeting starts and I wanted to play Sudoku. Then I get back to my cube and my boss said it was rude for me to bring the paper to the meeting…as if I was reading it while the people were talking. I feel like a third grader just typing about it here.
So I meet my girlfriend for some pizza at Pasquni’s after work and she was rudely reading the paper while we were waiting for our food to come…(Whatever.) Then she glances up and asked if I heard about the kid at Smoky Hill High School in A-Town. I said, “Yeah, two kids were in a fatal accident last weekend.” To my dismay she replied by telling me the school has expressed yet another horrible loss. A young man by the name of "Matt F'in lockerman." Our at least that’s how appears on his MySpace profile. God, I just feel so bad for those kids at that school. Losing three lives in such a short amount of time is something I just can’t fathom.
Of course this has me thinking about life…and the sudden nature of it ending, so I went to my ailing emphysema stricken grandmother’s house. I love this woman like a mother and it’s painful to see her so young with a big tube hole for oxygen in her neck. I bought her a little Sony voice recorder with batteries and tapes a few years ago for Christmas. She was only given two years to live when she got diagnosed and I wanted her to record her life stories that I’ve heard a myriad of times. Needless to say my grandmother has never used the device to record her time capsule of knowledge for myself and family to enjoy. So tonight I brought my own recorder and asked for her thoughts on money. I’m going to continue the interviewing process tomorrow…but for now it’s time for sleep…I’m shooting for 6 hours of shut eye tonight.
Current mood: crappy
Category: Blogging
It’s inevitable that I start out Monday on 4 hours of sleep. It seems while on Zombie mode a person tends to get a little more edgy. Work was the same ole’as my day started out with my sister’s assistant manager sweating me for my dad’s #. She needed to get a hold of my sister becasue my sister didn't save some files on the network. I wasn’t gonna give this abrupt woman who was standing there squawking in my face my father’s phone number. Just because my sister gets to live rent free in his apartment doesn’t mean people should get his cell number to contact her at 7:30am. I told her she couldn’t have my Dad’s number and of course that caused drama. I ended up taking care of contacting my sister myself. Then we had an office meeting. I brought my paper with me because we usually have a lot of down time before our meeting starts and I wanted to play Sudoku. Then I get back to my cube and my boss said it was rude for me to bring the paper to the meeting…as if I was reading it while the people were talking. I feel like a third grader just typing about it here.
So I meet my girlfriend for some pizza at Pasquni’s after work and she was rudely reading the paper while we were waiting for our food to come…(Whatever.) Then she glances up and asked if I heard about the kid at Smoky Hill High School in A-Town. I said, “Yeah, two kids were in a fatal accident last weekend.” To my dismay she replied by telling me the school has expressed yet another horrible loss. A young man by the name of "Matt F'in lockerman." Our at least that’s how appears on his MySpace profile. God, I just feel so bad for those kids at that school. Losing three lives in such a short amount of time is something I just can’t fathom.
Of course this has me thinking about life…and the sudden nature of it ending, so I went to my ailing emphysema stricken grandmother’s house. I love this woman like a mother and it’s painful to see her so young with a big tube hole for oxygen in her neck. I bought her a little Sony voice recorder with batteries and tapes a few years ago for Christmas. She was only given two years to live when she got diagnosed and I wanted her to record her life stories that I’ve heard a myriad of times. Needless to say my grandmother has never used the device to record her time capsule of knowledge for myself and family to enjoy. So tonight I brought my own recorder and asked for her thoughts on money. I’m going to continue the interviewing process tomorrow…but for now it’s time for sleep…I’m shooting for 6 hours of shut eye tonight.
# posted by Nick D @ 10:44 PM 
