Bury me not
Ohio is covered
in snow and I'm right in the middle of it. It hasn't stopped
snowing since I stepped off the plane and it doesn't look like
it's stopping any time soon. But I've still been making it into
the office every day, because I love my job so much. Oh, that's
not true.
I detest Starbucks
with every fiber of my being (you ever notice how people only
use the phrase "fiber of my being" when they're
speaking negatively about something? Nobody ever says "I
love puppies, with every fiber of my being."), but they
made some deal with T-Mobile,
thereby guaranteeing me the ability to work in any city in
the country. Sure it costs a little money but hell, I'm claiming
all the time on my time sheet (since I don't seem to get vacation
pay anymore through my staffing agency).
Tonight I'm finally getting out to hang with some old chums,
namely the author of Monkey
Blog, who in turn is coming to New York for New Year's
Eve. Which reminds me: I've been looking for something to
do for NYE and had been coming up empty handed trying to find
some place to go that would be fun and not cost an arm and
a leg (what's up with that? I don't like hanging out at Pianos
any longer than I have to anyway, let alone paying $120 to
do it). As usual, salvation has been provided by Asterisk,
who is having a lovely get-together with some fine bands and
cheap beer. So I say, do that on New Year's. Why, do you have
something better to do?
Posted By Jimmy Legs
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