Up the Tree

I’m off to my business trip, complete with respectable clothes, a new haircut, and a hopeful expectation that this will all be over after tomorrow.

_Need weekend… bad._

I am slaving away at the job recently, dealing with an apparent torrent of work that has been coming in.

My good pal on the west coast is loosing her apartment.

Elliott Smith dies.

I get a new computer, which doesn’t know me at all.

We come in 10 grand over budget on a project and quickly have to tap-dance some new figures.

I have to fly out to upstate New York on Thursday.

I need a suit and tie for the big meeting.

I have a killer hemorrhoid from a sculpt class I took at my gym with a nazi instructor. (breath when doing exercises people)

I feel like I’m getting fat.

It’s supposed to rain tonight.

“We’ll miss you.”:http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/news/03-10/22.shtml

_My friend Steve is going to be devastated._

“in the iTunesStore”:http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?playlistId=2893900

I often wonder, where does my cat, Pepper, hide her multicolored balls. I buy her packs of 4 for $4.95 (which I take issue with anyway) and at the end of the month she’s all out of balls.

I come home and there is little Pepper, looking at me with her big yellow eyes and I know she wants to play. Sure she’s found other things to play with, but it’s just not the same.

Pepper Movie (in Quicktime)

There is something magical about Mondays. It might be the energy of a week freshly started, it might be the cloudless sky after a weekend of rain (as we have had in New York most of the summer), it might be that clients are far more forgiving at the start of a week then at the end, but whatever it is Mondays seem to capture the best of the week.

Sure Fridays can be fun. TGIF and all that, but the TGIF shit is usually reserved for people who hate their jobs, or are stuck in the corporate rut, or pretend not to like their jobs around their friends. I actually like my job, most of the time, and find working pretty rewarding. There is of course the days that I feel like I could bat someone’s skull in with a really pointy brick, but those are just passing emotions. So Fridays can be a relief, because of the impending weekend.

I usually find Thursdays to be the worst of all days, because they are so close to the weekend, but still a day away. Thursdays are also the days when things need to get done. Deadline day. Clients like their material on Thursdays, so they have a day to look it over.

Wednesdays are pretty neutral. They are like the Switzerland of week days, not falling any which way. It is the day which reflects most on the type of personality you have… is the week have over, or half begun?

_That’s a deep philosophical lesson, that is._

What about Tuesdays? You’ll just have to wait for tomorrow.