Saturday, July 29, 2006
six days of work for stemcord (thanks baos :) ) has netted me a grand total of 388.50 to offset the dive trip. temp work there is really dead boring-- nothing but filing, punching holes, and data entry. oh my god. if i see another stemcord roadshow survey form ever again i swear i'm going to scream at it until it bursts into flame and then stomp the remnants into the ground. anyway the 4 mind-numbing days of work were much-enlivined by the constant stream of utterly-amusing crap issuing forth from raymond's mouth (crips! and big hands for big ----s), alvin's transparent holey shoes-with-white-socks, listening to the perm-staff catfight and bitch over totally-crazy customers, leanne's radio, party-planning, and valerie-baiting.
coming in late, leaving for 2-hour lunches, and leaving when the clock hits six-- luxuries i don't think i'll be enjoying another other time in my working life. better be a keng-ster while i still can.
joined ck for ultimate pickup on wed. JOY. it was the ultimate stress-reliever-- i was grinning uncontrollably for the entire time, and that was after an utterly miserable and shitty day of data entry and complaint letters. i haven't run around a field for so long and so fast since (probably) sec 1? 2? and omg the people there, besides being extremely nice,(who knew ultimate frisbee had so much strategy to it?) are incredibly fit, and disgustingly-nimble for people their size. marking them is like trying to pin a (particularly-athletic) fish to the wall-- near bloody impossible. one second they're right beside you, the next they're sprinting at blazing speeds down the field shouting POACHPOACHPOACH into the flight of the frisbee at angles that make you ankles hurt just looking at them. ahhh... and that gratifying feeling of total looseness the next morning is totally worth the aching hamstrings. ahh! i am going back next week, for sure.
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5:05 PM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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