"Hi Hun-
You haven't answered my previous 18,000 emails, I must therefore send the search crews out. Dogs, maybe. But definitively the hordes of people in rubber boots and bright orange jackets.
Life in Academia is still the same. I teach. I learn. Lately, I've been particularly fascinated by my Arch theory professor's blackheads. I think they might date from the mid-20th century and are fossilized. It's both repulsive and mezmerizing. I fixate on his nose when he talks. I think I might get expelled.
Too tired to talk. Respond, or find scary man with stick (they always have sticks) on your doorstep.
Andrea"
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"I am still breathing, although barely. I think the office might be recycling the air to cut costs.
Sorry for the no-replies. I can only hope that one day you join the workforce, stop sending any personal emails, and then understand the exhaustion you suffer after 18 hours in front of a computer.
I'm at home. I just had a latte. I'm debating between going shopping for new jeans (gaaah, and you know how much tall people hate shopping for jeans) or just stay at home, sitting on the couch, with a brain activity of ziltch. Reduce my brain waves to less than those of a comatose hamster.
I know I need to give you something interesting about my life so you won't give up on me. I got nothing.
Am I demoted?
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Monday, February 8, 2010
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