And the hits just keep on rolling
06/03/2004
Just keep writing, writing, writing
Looks like everyone on my blog-hitlist has been pretty good with their updates. Kewl!
What’s up?
Nothing much for me, plenty it seems for everyone else.
I mentioned to VS that our friend Glenn has a depressing blog because he always sounds sad in it. Glenn felt sad enough to blog that comment and agree with me. Funnily enough, it was pretty amusing.
The last time I spoke to V he was still kinda pondering life, the universe and his career, but I haven’t checked in on him this week to see how far down Quit My Job Road he is. But he usually manages to find his feet so that’s cool. I guess he hasn’t quit yet, since he hasn’t called to say so or to tell me he started his photo blog. Oh hey, if you’re reading this – I saw your buddy Darren today down the street from my office. I would’ve taken a photo, but I don’t have a wide angle lens.
Another friend Y has been depressed for a some weeks now, but it was because he had his heart broken and doesn’t know how to mend it. He keeps grasping on to a state that doesn’t exist anymore, and the harder he tries the further he falls. I wish that there was something I could do or say to fix it, but I know I can’t fix jackshit. So I sit around, and hope I don’t say something stupid when he calls to talk and just try to be positive, but I realise this is harder than I thought. I tried getting him to read The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying so let’s see how that works out for him.
Elsewhere, though not Neverwhere
The sentiment at my parts of the office has steadily spiralled downwards. Uncertainly looms over replacing and hiring headcounts necessary. Unhappiness reigns over crappy HR that just returned to the planet to irritate me with it’s backbone deficiency. Inconsideration permeates the pantry where the microwave was left on with the door open to nuke unwitting co-workers (unfortunately neither HR or the GM was there to absorb the radiation). The air is thick with futility and cigarette smoke. There isn’t a moment of peace with the keyboard stomping, meetings, discussions, shuffling in and out, conference calls, mobile phone calls, PC sounds – that’s incidentally all coming from the same cube.
Survivor Update
This episode was lame. Susan Hawke walked off the game after simmering over the “sexual assault” Richard Hatch subjected her to the day before. Well, after all that tantrum throwing, she was probably a goner anyway if her tribe had lost. At this point it’s hard for me to say who’s going to win, but since the horse I was betting on, Rob C got booted off much earlier and Lex doesn’t seem to have learnt much from the previous game, I think one of the other players like Amber (who’s got Boston Rob wrapped around her skinny little finger) or Kathy (who’s one smooth operator) will have a good chance of taking the cool million home.
