Wild Horses Trampled Sister Morphine on the Moonlight Mile, Or How I Need a New Job and a Holiday to Go Along With It.
This morning, I feel the way Sticky Fingers sounds. Much of that has to do with a current bout of insomnia, but some of it has to do with job fatigue. The job fatigue has to do with not having a had a holiday of any substantial sort since 2002. I had four days off last February to hang out with Geosomin and J. They were a fine four days, but it was only four days.
I'm tired. If you can recall the song sung by Madeline Khan (as Lilly von Schtup) in Blazing Saddles, that is me. At least in tone and pace, if not entirely in content and sentiments. The only bonus of my current assignment is that I have Internet access at work. But I am tired of playing the answer man for people too lazy or too stupid to work things out for themselves. The Beatles may wanna hold your hand, but I do not.
I really have nothing to say and this post is here more the sake of posting something. Oh well, here's to better days.