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Moving Day
February 11, 2009, 2:50 pm
Filed under: Cube Life | Tags: , , ,

It’s moving day today. So we must pack up our tiny spaces and move them to new enclosed places. We took a tour of our new home away from home, and although it was newly painted a neutral shade of tan, the carpet was blue and slightly sparkly, and there were actual walls, it looks the same. And i felt the same. Trapped.

So now we are packing and everyone is franic, as if valuable information could be lost in the process of transitioning from one side of the building to the other. The delicate balance of actual work and play time is the only thing being interrupted for me. With so many big wigs in the area, checking our status, over our shoulders, fake smiling and making small talk, I haven’t had a chance to check MySpace, my bank account, or IM that cute guy in IT.


July 17, 2008, 1:55 pm
Filed under: Poetry | Tags: , , , ,

I feel stagnate and stale

My potential is drifting away like chunks of ice from a glacier.

My keystrokes increase and my creativity dwindles

I’m lifeless, floating from one task to another

And never discovering my voice.

Soul Crushing
April 15, 2008, 6:25 pm
Filed under: Thoughts | Tags: ,

Never would I have imagined a world of numbers, pages, and screens that I would have to maneuver through on a daily basis. The clickity clack of fingers hitting keys and inputting one bullshit page after another. Stacks of files laid across my desk and a sea of staples, brutally removed, strewn across my floor. My monitor glares at me, in the most unappealing way. I don’t know how much longer I can take it. This boring, half life, of data entry. I find myself searching the Internet for anything to keep me awake. The distance between here and China, the exact amount of time it takes to make a PB&J, the size of an average man’s penis. These are the things that fill the cracks in my day.