the world has turned and left me here

the byproducts of addiction

This morning I went out of my way to plunge through a group of gulls in one of the Siemens parking lots. They were all white except for one, which was black. I think it was a crow. Did it think it was a gull?

Our landlady has a weird way of making her will known. Rather than speak to us in person, or even permit faceless two-way communication by emailing us all, she shows up during the day while we're at work. In her wake: a checklist in which smiley faces, blank faces, and frowning faces measure our performance over the last week. Frowning/blank faces are the norm anymore. Sometimes if we're lucky we also get a note that goes into further detail. In this weeks' we got chastised for leaving dishes laying around. "In one room we found 6 coffee cups and an empty glass," she wrote. I wonder who's room that was? ;-)

Well, in my own defense, those coffee cups don't sit there for more than two days. They're just the byproducts of advanced coffee addiction, and people who aren't familiar with the byproducts of advanced coffee addiction can't really be expected to understand.

My friends, now is the time to be young and to acquire addictions that we will need the rest of our adult life to recover from.