dude, why do i always sound depressed? and why am i always blogging when i'm bored at work? hehehe... yet another receptionist temp job... although it's like more of a private secretary... i rather have the front desk reception... that way, no one is there to watch you... and you don't need to take messages with all those rules and regulations.

so let me tell you about this morning. i woke up before the sun came out. haven't done that in QUITE a while. yes. QUITE a while. hahahaha... didn't get much sleep last nite... cuz i had nightmares... since i'm working midtown for 2 days... i dreamt that the Empire State Building got blown up as well... dang it... that was soooo scary... and i kept watching the news... to see if i would have to go to work... hahaha... perhaps my subconscious mind is saying... i don't wanna work yet! but with all these terrorist attacks... i think it scared the crap outta me... couldn't sleep for weeks! and also, i get scared at night... since i'm the only one that's up so late... and plus, i'm in the basement all by myself... it's just scary... i keep thinking a terrorist might come in and harm us... sigh... paranoia.

dude, not that i'm complaining or anything, i was on the 7 train this morning. sitting next to this asian girl. perhaps a fob of some sort cuz she was wearing these fobby socks, and then her pants were way too short... and she kept nudging me. so annoying! when i first sat down, i realized the seat was a bit small... or did she move more over? she was on my left, and this huge lady was on my right. and so i was sandwiched in... like... she had more space on the other side, but she kept pushing me towards the fat lady. what's her problem??? probably wanted me out of the seat or some crap.... damn her. grrrr. curse her. curse her and her fake chinatown bag.