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plonqI have come to the conclusion that I lead a very boring life and, by extension, keep a very boring journal.
I purchased some coffee on my way to work today. It tasted a little bit off. I think that the cream may have been past its prime. Perhaps tomorrow's coffee will be better.
Many people lead more interesting, meaningful lives than I do. Heck, even the "crazy cleaner guy" led a more interesting life than me (I may have mentioned him in an earlier post. I still remember the evening when he explained that he was very tired because he'd spent the previous night clenching his buttocks and singing hymns because Satan had sent demons to try and possess him through his anus.) He was a nice enough guy as batshit-insane people go. Not the greatest janitor, mind you. The fact that he would hide fundamentalist religious tracts on your desk when you weren't looking just added a layer of insult to his mediocre cleaning skills.
My life was a bit more interesting when I was younger. If I get time, I may relate a few anecdotes from the short stint I spent working on the Cunard Princess.
"Pardon me, but somebody appears to have stolen my shoes."
I purchased some coffee on my way to work today. It tasted a little bit off. I think that the cream may have been past its prime. Perhaps tomorrow's coffee will be better.
Many people lead more interesting, meaningful lives than I do. Heck, even the "crazy cleaner guy" led a more interesting life than me (I may have mentioned him in an earlier post. I still remember the evening when he explained that he was very tired because he'd spent the previous night clenching his buttocks and singing hymns because Satan had sent demons to try and possess him through his anus.) He was a nice enough guy as batshit-insane people go. Not the greatest janitor, mind you. The fact that he would hide fundamentalist religious tracts on your desk when you weren't looking just added a layer of insult to his mediocre cleaning skills.
My life was a bit more interesting when I was younger. If I get time, I may relate a few anecdotes from the short stint I spent working on the Cunard Princess.
"Pardon me, but somebody appears to have stolen my shoes."
