The Streets of Filth and Purity
MADISON, WI - As the year comes to a close, I'm left with a feeling of unease. The reasons are obvious and identifiable. Still though, I'm having a hard time connecting the dots of 2007 and an even harder time anticipating what's in store for O-8.
This much is clear: I'm cautiously anticipating the arrival of West Coast head, JDot as he returns to our frozen tundra next week. He'll be here for two weeks of which I'm sure there will be immediate glee followed by too many glasses of Jack & Coke, an implosion of passive aggressive behavior, Alterra coffee to calm the morning after, another night of Jack - no Coke, prolonged bickering, an explosion of hate - all which will lead to a nice tidy sitcom bow of apologies and gratitude. That's when it'll get icky. That's when Nathan'll start to hug.
In the end we'll all be grateful for such a lasting friendship and the 1,500 miles of buffer zone that separates it.
Speaking of separation, I'm in need of a major timeout from school. Classes have been fun, insightful, and relevant, don't get me wrong. But gosh I'm really looking forward to coming home from work for the next 3 weeks and not having to read text after text of marketing's 4 fucking P's. My brain is fried, I need a break.
Professionally, the J-O-B is all that I can hope for. Maybe too much. I seem to be wanting to get involved with one too many projects. And if I'm honest with myself, I've got to acknowledge that it is starting to feel a little overwhelming. Come Monday morning, I've gotta stop over-indulging and start funneling this absurd desire to take on everything at once. I think I'm overtly trying to validate my hire. Thankfully my co-workers have been able to penetrate my eagerness to please with a hard line reality: SLOW THE FUCK DOWN. Ok, I will.
That's good advice really. Especially for me. All those in the know, know that my head is always 20 miles down the road, while my heart is still filling up at the last stop for gas. I need to find that middle ground. Then maybe sensible rationale will present itself. All I see now is everything but.
Whoo, that's a lot to contemplate. But instead of miring myself in this mental sludge, I'm gonna press play and see where this goes.
(Editor's note: Credit to JDot for the title of this post. Finally, you get it.)
9 comments:
"Still though, I'm having a hard time connecting the dots of 2007"
The Dots begin, and ultimately end with the most important Dot of all:
JDot
Every time I'm excited to write a post I read a GDub submission. Like a wounded animal I loose that excitement and cower away and curse my inability to come up with anything as in-depth and meaningful.
Nice pic. I like how it starts with a triple goose ege.
Well?!
And please...let's be honest with ourselves...our posts are like the shit streaks on the tightie whities of the mij.
and i'd say hennessy's contributions are the left over cum stains.
Well?!
Dude, I love ya, but wut the fawk is up with the jacket? You look like BS our Jr. year.
Was that a conscious decision to look like a nappy Midwestern Blogwriter?
You seem to be on the right track lately. After my death, life will be perfect.
you were with me @ johnson creek outlet mall when i bought that jacket.
at your urging mind you.
who's BS?
Actually I call that my TS jacket.
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