ROBIEWANKENOBIE

the soundtrack for this post:

i get a little nostalgic when i hear this song. it will forever remind me of my mary tyler moore days in philly.

which really has nothing to do with anything. i just happen to listening to it here at teh coffee shop.

so, dear friends, i must tell you...the robiewankenobie? she has gotten soft in her old age. since theLeon had his whole extravagant mold episode we've been sinking under the surface of that water that we tread. which means, that we've been all hey moning it over up in hear.



i worked four jobs last week, theLeon worked three. it was hilarious. i did my secretary gig, was the fill in janitor, freelance graphic design, and my coffee shop gig. theLeon worked his regular gig, did half the janitorial gig, and worked a sidejob.

i've been soothing myself with a veronica mars marathon. gotta keep my sarcastic up in the face of overwhelming exhaustion. it's just too easy to be lulled into a false personality of sweetness and light when you are this tired.

can we just say this? i have literally forgotten everything ever knew about this coffee shop gig. it's like wearing oven mitts and swim goggles while trying to punch in numbers and mix drinks. i SHOULD know all this stuff, but i've forgotten just enough to make it inconvenient. combine that with all the newfangled technology? boy gee howdy.

things simplify themselves tomorrow. which is good - i need me some simple.