novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- day five and the funniest thing about my job is that i'm getting ten dollars an hour to work at a PR firm that services wine labels when i don't even drink wine. in my section of the office i have taped up a drawing of "the employment birdie" that i doodled yesterday. red wings and a highlighter beak. he chirps get back to work. i thought he'd remind me but instead he inspired me to further personalize my workspace. i now have one of lori's photographs as my computer background, conan o'brien's head as my cursor, and speakers quietly singing cock rock from the bone streaming audio. and a fan. and i'm barefoot. stephanie, the general secretary, sits behind me. we swap bad french jokes and she laughs at my stapler named frankie. he just looked like a frankie. despite this, i did do quite a bit of CD ROM work today before wandering into this tiny dusty antique shop down solano on my lunch break, and buying a silver heart shaped box off of the fat suspendered man behind the counter for five dollars. i named it kirsten. sometimes things just need names. 1:03 pm - 6.14.01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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