Tuesday, May 28, 2002 :::
so what if out of the eight or nine hours i spend at work every day, i only work for about three of them. i'm not getting paid enough to care.
who would have thought i would utter the above about a theatre related job? jesus. what has it come to? sort of sad, i think. but that's what happens when you sit at a desk all day. don't get me wrong, i wouldn't go back to waiting tables, nossir, but my (semi-) desk job has really turned me into a lazy ass. i think it's dsl's fault, actually. when i had to dial up, and use the phone line, and c., i was less tempted by the internet succubi.
damn you, internet. you've ensnared me in your web, and i'm the worser man. curses!