NoraSawyer.com

I woke up this morning from a dream of being a rock star. Or actually a former rock star. But the band was getting back together. I had one of those soulful ‘humina humnina’ voices. And I played the guitar (which caused me no end of stress, as I didn’t know how to tune it.
It [...]

So, it occured to me that even though I often blog from work, I never talk about work in my little bloggeroo.
Hm.
So, here I am, in mine kleine cubicle, listening to two of my co-workers bicker. One of them (a pretentious pooptart) keeps misusing words. My favorite today:
“I just have certain pre-requiems when I’m going [...]

Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Biiiiiirthday, Dear Brian
Happy Birthday to you.

I’ve noticed in myself a general preference for reading long, chatty blog posts, combined with a tendancy to write short, terse posts in my own blog. This probably says something about my personality, but lets not go there, hmm?
I called in sick today – head cold combined with cough combined with ennui. I didn’t realize [...]

I really am a big ol’ square. L7.

Strange, empty day following the death of a co-worker.

Random Morning N-Train Idea:
Self-help book based around the Odyssey: life is a journey, requiring wiley-tricksterdom and falling for people who turn you into strange and frightening beasts. Also, unweaving-of-tapestries may be neccesary.

Shaw writes:
Well, what is love? To me, love is, essentially, a strong undeniable feeling that an individual holds inside of them.
While Shaw’s definition is a good one, I think that one of the interestings thing about love is that it is not held within us, but rather draws us out of ourselves. As Freud (my [...]

Bleh. Blogging from work. Eating wasabi peas.
Woke with a headache from strange and frightening dreams: Brian and I waiting in a tunnel for a train that never came. Sitting in a hotel room with a living-dead cat that I knew intuitively was pregnant.
Thirsty and tired all day. Co-worker (36) in a coma following a massive [...]