A Busy Day at the Office (in Uncomfortable Shoes)

Came in around 10:30.
Asked the interns to get the mail.
Changed my shoes.
Made the interns get the goddamn mail.
Ordered pizza.
Told stories about last night.
Sat around.
Ate too many floppy slices.
Sat around.
Changed my shoes.
Watched music videos on Youtube.
Looked at safe-for-work porn.
Sang Tiny Dancer with The Artist.
Changed my shoes.
Played cards with The Artist.
Beat The Artist at cards.
Sent an email.
Changed my shoes.
Left at 4:30.

An Insightful Email from a Rejected Suitor, #5

Subject: elevator science…

…or physics, either way it’s about numbers. once i spent almost an entire newyears in an elevator with a friend just hangin out with the passengers who were going up and down from the loft where the party was. it may seam strange but we had a great time and our guest were very amused and enjoyed our services, which included providing drinks, giving tips to people about art, homemade wine and good company overall.
anyway, just checking in with you hoping i landed on the right floor. it was nice meeting you.

ciao,
[redacted]

In that instant it started to pour.

This blog used to have music on the sidebar. Now it doesn’t. Which is fine, except I love this Stars song and now I forget about it. So here’s the video, an homage to Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind that I find rather humble in its simplicity.