there is absolutely nothing special going on in my life or head...

no random thoughts to share...just falling into the lull of monotonous corporate routine...although it's not your generic routine i don't think...

some days i'll figure to roll out of bed at 8.30 only to get into work by an appreciable 9.30 even 10 if i'm feeling extra dangerous...why? because i can.  i don't think im gloating or bragging although i might be, it's just no one cares i exist in the office...nothing worse than being unloved? that might be true but i'm not unloved, im just not paid attention to here.  even better!  a morning filled with emails and internet 11.50 approaches pretty rapidly and i get my things together for the lunchtime visit with the gym...i'll either take 2 classes back to back (usually a spin class followed by an ab or aerobics class) or i'll run and hit the weights, followed up by 10 minutes in the sauna, shower, and back to work...i do get those days when im just dripping with sweat walking back to work...yes its disgusting to those who walk by and notice it...but i sneak back into my cube and sit there silently waiting for the body heat to subside hence allowing the shirt to dry in the air conditioned office...

2 pm comes quick and i guess its time for another round of email banter, recapping the previous night, bickering over who's more of a homo, and ridiculing the fat and ugly...all in half a day of hard earned money...when the hunger starts to kick in, salads seem like a good option for the duo-purpose of avoiding food coma which aids sleep induced boredom and my chronic battle with damned triglycerides...so around 3.30 i'll stroll over a couple of blocks to get another stamp on my hale and hearty soups card hoping for that 11th free salad....and its always the same concotion (romaine, cucumber, carrot, chick peas, chicken, corn and just a dabble of honey mustard dressing)  free bread or crackers?  YES PLEASE. 

it's easy to assume that this is the absolute best vocation in the world...where doing nothing pays...i'm sure all of you can relate to corporate etiquette when even worst office doldrums require you practice canine obedience twiddling felanges in the 3x5 area....(alright fine..probably bigger but for some reason index card popped into my head)...let me just clarify that maintaining sanity when restricted only to a computer for hours daily...and redundant for months is quite a skill which even the most zen of zen masters couldn't achieve.

all bragging aside...i have achieved this great feat...5 hours stuck with limited internet...(because not only is porn firewalled, so are personal email sites, fantasy sport sites, anything that has a shady word in its domain name) you really have to adjust your mindset to using this vast pool of information as a place to enhance those secondary brain muscles...

apart from xanga and its cousin gossip columns, aside from sports, news and your daily internet updates....here are a few things i've looked up in the past week.  1-the history of altria, kmart, phillip mo, its ipo and bleh bleh 2-the history of the cross bronx expressway 3-due to the molson/coors merger i read more on peter coors, miller and phillip morris since i was already reading that stuff and general beer consumption throughout the world 4-because of an email i received, kosovo became a studied nation 5-kite surfing....i could go on...

anyways, this post was just an effort to bring back that writers mojo...that feeling of care and surge of opinions so that i will once again fill this page with text text and text.

word of the day: "dabble"