I'm trying to leave work. It's taking forever. You know, it's my last day here and I'm scared of the future. Who isn't? Maybe there are some people who aren't, but I'm not one of them. I'm trying to delete all my files and copy all the others to this external hard drive to take home. I have all that music I've converted to mp3 and mp4 or whatever. It took hours to do it and I can't just let it disappear. Anyway, Stoker is waiting outside and I'm ansy as hell.
On Monday we leave for Mesa. The desert flower. Why you would build a city in the middle of hell, I don't know. But that's where we're going. Stoker starts school in about 2 weeks and that will be a great change for him.
I have so much more to say, but this isn't the post for it. Right now I'm just dying for my stupid files to finish copying. It's like waiting for water to boil. Poor Stoker, he's probably suffocating in the heat. At least he has a good book (Straight Man).
Some girls from work took me to lunch today. It was incredibly sweet, though I think I must have ate something with garlic in it and I feel sluggish. I'm allergic to garlic, it's the bane of my existence. Everywhere we go, restaurants cook with garlic. It makes dining out a grueling process, rather than enjoyable. BUT, at least I'm not allergic to cheese or peanuts. Because I love peanut butter.
Files are done. Leaving soon. I'll keep you updated.
1 comment:
I hate garlic. But that's great that you love it -- many people do. I suppose I wouldn't hate it if it didn't make me feel sick. The move worked out, though I'm still quite exhausted from the stress of it all.
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