Could I get that jukka theme dim settings for work? It's way too fucking bright here.
My body hurts. I'm walking slowly around the cubicle
s to the printer, like an old man at the mall
. Tonight more so than other nights I resent speaking with Americans, brusque and bulldozing, making immediate demands. A bunch of rude fuckwads, most of them. The Europeans, primarily in the U.K.
, are a relief. Maybe they hate us, but I like how they're polite, (so polite!) and say "brilliant
" to the most mundane action, like putting them on hold while I check with a vendor
. It's like that where I work, anyway, most of the time.
I want to feel like Steve McQueen
, back in the Bullit
days, just for a while. A week. Fuck, even a day.