i'm sitting around in my pajamas listening to louis armstrong and annoying the mother figure because i'm still on the computer. it's her computer, and she doesn't necessarily like to share. we'll see how long i can drag this out, just for fun.

so i'm recovering from the latest bout with the nasty germs. looking back through this diary, it would seem that i've suffered from some sort of upper respiratory ailment for the past four or five months. which, sadly, is pretty accurate. i'm on a new regimen of more sleep and fewer cigarettes, not to mention eating vitamin c drops like it's my job, so we'll see if any of that actually makes me healthier. or just nicotine-deprived and smelling constantly of citrus, but well-rested. strangely enough, i've become diurnal. which poses certain problems in itself.

this is my first real full time day job. i've worked full-time hours before, but not at a job that i cared about. one that required committment. and unfortunately, i've let a lot of things to which i was formerly committed slide. not the least of which being this diary. i miss baring my soul for the general internet public. not to mention sitting around in the diner, watching television, and trying to plan any kind of extracurricular activities. thus, i have made a promise to stop letting my job run my life. i'm still going to cram in as much activity as possible despite the 40 hour work week. I WILL NOT BECOME A DRONE! (we'll see if this succeeds for longer than a month)

apparently, i will be nagged until i leave the coveted computer chair space. it's the boardwalk and park place of the family abode. i'll have to do a proper update later tonight, assuming i can stay awake.

bis spaeter. -beatpoetgrrl

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