So I've been recovering all weekend from this nasty ass cold or flu that I've had. I really meant to spend my last weekend in CA doing something super duper exciting but I guess I didn't. I spent it blowing my nose and hacking phlegm. Truly one of my best weekends.
I did, however, get a chance to go watch that harry potter flick. It was pretty good i guess (even for a
kids movie). So in summary, that was the highlight of my weekend. watching harry potter, and picking up some cambell's soup at Albertson's. it was on bonus buy. 3/$4.00 or 4/$3.00. some nonsense like that.
posted by modularmix ::: at 12:14 AM
It's just a matter of days before I head to the airport and leave California to return to Canada to go home. Perhaps for good. Perhaps for now. I'm not sure at this point. A lot of things have changed these these last two weeks. Somethings I would rather forget about. Somethings I am happy for. This place is a mixed blessing. Some things I will truly miss while other things I won't. If you've ever lived in Silicon Valley and worked here you'll know what I mean. Perhaps I need a more simpler life. A life in which work is not my highest priority. A place where people do not make ridiculously high salaries.
I'll be honest and say that going into work these last few days will feel very awkward. Now that I'm officially not returning, it seems as though i'm going to work just for the sake of going into work. I can't look at my boss the same way. Everything has changed. Maybe for the best. I really don't know at this point.
posted by modularmix ::: at 11:58 PM
it was one of those times when yer really not sure what to make of anything. and if you could you wouldn't know how to deal with it anyway. yer looking at the boss ticking calmly on the wall. and you really don't give a shit. but then you do. sitting around in an old robe knocking a few ideas around, beating up on yourself, sweating it out in a misplaced european summer. thinking of times gone by. wishing you were somewhere else. some smells never leave you. like ephedrine mixed with cheap perfume wearing a ratty bleached number. that's a well-worn road you're making son. yeah. whatever. guess i never really meant it then. i'd never really thought about it like that. and so it goes. ~
Dirty Three - Whatever You Love, You Are
posted by modularmix ::: at 2:23 PM