space-oddity's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- zap the world i'm listening to death by chocolate. hmmph. wow. it's so weird to be typing on this keyboard. i haven't done so in over a week, and it is strange. i've been pounding away on one of those protective plastic covered soft-touch keyboards at work. quite a different feeling. speaking of keyboards, does anyone out there have one of these yet? the virtually indestructible keyboard. yes, they are nifty. anywho. the new work is great. the new apartment is great. great. great. it's all great. and boring. so i won't elaborate. there's a lady at work in human resources who gives seminars to new hires on the benefits packages offered by the company. she is a walking barbie doll, equipped with neatly pressed pretty pink blouse, a skirt with matching sweater, its arms strategically placed around the barbie's neck, culminating in a knot, a la mattel prep school. at the end of our seminar she raised her right arm to reach across the conference room table only to reveal a huge sweaty pit stain. this thing was at least six inches in diameter. god, i love it when things like this happen. it's like catching jesus taking a dump or something. it's an amazing moment. discovering the dirty underbelly of the world. yes, laura bush probably has smelly feet, and ben affleck is probably real shit at parking a car. and so it goes. it's all incredibly human. zap the world. together we can zap the world. 10:52 pm - 07.23.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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