August 5, 2008 at 8:58 am (Uncategorized)

I feel like I’m trapped in the waiting room of my life.  Waiting for this foot to heal.  Waiting for this lawsuit to resolve.  Waiting to hear back from job prospects.  Waiting for people to make up their minds.  I am tired of my apartment.  I am tired of my coworkers.  I am tired of the television, the computer, and the view from my kitchen window.  I just want to go somewhere and do something.



  1. ashyknees said,

    What do you want to do?

  2. Quiconque said,

    Lots of things. Go to the botanical gardens. Listen to a concert. Have tarte au citron at Cafe Mozart. Have a Jamesons at my favorite Irish pub. Go see Shakespeare in the Park (although it’s Hair, not Shakespeare). See a film screening. Hang out in Lincoln Center. Shoot some guns upstate. Walk around the block. Take a road trip. Wear white pants. Wear two shoes at the same time. Go to to grocery on my own. Do my laundry the way that I like it.

  3. zantimisfit said,

    Road trip!

  4. ashyknees said,

    Perhaps I can be of some assistance in these matters. I will be in touch.

  5. Quiconque said,

    Oooh, Ashy’s going to get me a gun! And white pants!

  6. La Belle Helene said,

    We can Jamesons when I get back from Ohio. Basie and I could load you up in the car and take you downtown and we can all form a team-up together.

  7. Quiconque said,

    Derunkennn revelreee! Booze + crutches = surefire comedy!

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