fuck, man.
SUNDAY NIGHT.
sometimes it's fine, but sometimes i just have this awful feeling wash over me. this is one of those nights. don't get me wrong, i do love my job. but my mondays are just built for awfulness. there's 2 hours of built-in calls that can't be moved, and more work than any other day of the week.. so you have twice as much work with half the time to do it in. i just get stressed out.
today was a good day though..
during brunch we decided we needed to do something out of the ordinary, so we went to see an IMAX film about mt. everest.
shit was AMAZING. IMAX is so sweet and i am kinda dorky about mt. everest.. having read some books, etc. the film was pretty intense and i wished it was a little longer. some of the footage they got was absolutely incredible.
after everest, i had an amazing dinner with caitlyn at edo's squid. we got the best table in the house.
after dinner, it was trueblood, entourage, and this absolutely ridiculous documentary about dubai. i don't have time tonight, but i need to remind myself to blog about that tomorrow. basically, fuck all the rich people in dubai building skyscrapers, fake resort islands, and indoor ski slopes. these guys make gluttonous american culture look humble in comparison... and that's saying something.
alright, off to stare at the ceiling, not able to sleep due to sunday dread.
woo!
8 months ago
2 comments:
Our mutual distaste for Monday is yet another thing we have in common, except mine relates more to the fact that I'm the only one that shows up to work on time and has to deal with work, customers, and phone calls from idiot Yalies who got wasted on Saturday and left their $400 phone behind and want to argue with me when I tell them no one turned it in to the lost & found, all right from the second I walk in the door. Ugh. I'll cross my fingers that this Monday turns out better than usual for you!
I get the same exact feeling of dread. It's quite depressing. Dan always goes "what's bothering you, what's wrong?" And I'm like "oh tomorrow I have to go to work." And he's like "oh." Ha.
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