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sunday, november 4, 2001
it's production weekend at the newspaper again. the air conditioning has broken down, so i'm losing water by the gallons here. appealing, i know.
i came into the office and found a framed, blown-up version of this picture of me and the boss on halloween. hee. we're a dorky bunch.
i love the way every inch of wall in this office is covered in framed scraps of our existence. framed diplomas (three are mine!), framed news clippings about us, or of work that has been published in other newspapers.. taped up congratulatory e-mails, silly, taunting notes (my note, announcing this office as anhrax free.. we think, is still taped up on our door).. and there are tons of crazy photo's of past and present staff members pinned up en masse. it makes the office very comforting and enveloping. i love that. as i said.
i try and make my own room a similar mess, to comfort me. i've got 60+ taped up photo's of various people i find pretty and entertaining.. a plant (it's thriving!).. a pom pom.. stacks of books and cd's and video tapes in need of covers.. and most recently, acquired at target: a string of purple light icicles hanging off a closet. sitting on my bed, all pink-lit and drowsy, watching tee-vee... it works. i think. sometimes.
at work, i download live tori (off of wonderful hereinmyhead.com, play solitaire and make sure my halloween teddy bear doesn't fall over from his seat next to my computer. if it wasn't so hot, i'd be perfectly well, i think. maybe. sometimes.
maybe it's just too hot. maybe i'm fine. maybe i'm fine. cin cin. �� 4:25 p.m.
