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jchrisobrien) wrote2001-08-01 03:46 pm
jchrisobrien) wrote2001-08-01 03:46 pm
The issue is resolved
one way or another, and I can feel it physically. My body relaxes, unknots, the headache I had all day long is fading. Bob Mould's crooning Brasila crossed with Trenton with its seesaw rhythm, and I have one hour to build the CEO's secretary's computer. Today they are called administrative assistants, PC and all that crap, but she is in her 50's, has a mind like a steel trap, and a perpetual smile on her face. Administrative assistant just doesn't suit her.
An hour from now, I'll be walking out the door, with Warhammer and South Park, not a few ciders and dancing in my future. Just keep walking out of the underworld, and whatever you do, don't. Turn. Your head.
An hour from now, I'll be walking out the door, with Warhammer and South Park, not a few ciders and dancing in my future. Just keep walking out of the underworld, and whatever you do, don't. Turn. Your head.