To Get To Sleep

28 Sep

Let me preface this by saying I’m still a little tipsy and I’m inhaling Pepperidge Farm Goldfish from the mini bar like my life depended on it.  I also just took some homeopathic sleep aid because I haven’t been able to get to sleep yet (and why is a looonnng story) – so this entry hopefully will not make any sense whatsoever. I think it will be more fun that way. So….lately I’ve been considering other ad agencies at which I might like to work. There’s one in particular I have my eye on, but my hopes were dashed last night when a friend told me he couldn’t see me living in the city where it is. Bastard.  Anyway, it’s a little scary, as there’s a serious comfort factor in staying at my agency. I just can’t stay there anymore knowing that my love for Allen, the IT guy, will be forever unrequited. Every day is torture as I listen for his velcro sneakers walking down the hall, hoping he’ll come and defrag my hard drive.

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One Response to “To Get To Sleep”

  1. Cindy September 29, 2007 at 10:34 am #

    ..all the IT guys at my work are under 5’6″ or fat and balding.. sometimes both.

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