Jimmy.Brainflush.com

I just got home. It’s 1:00 in the morning. The store didn’t close until midnight. So I’m glad I didn’t RSVP to the Christmas Party. I didn’t sell as much as I would have liked today. Called the Grocery Store about the Gig, but the GigChick was out today. I found out after being at the store for 2 hours that we’re supposed to get mystery shopped this weekend, so I panicked at the store and bought a pair of khakis for 20 bucks. Luckily, I had been stupid, and wore my dress shoes with my jeans. I guess there’s a higher power involved..
I had weird dreams last night about being back at my mom’s and in the dream mom and dad aren’t back together, but they both are at the house. Something about propaganda leaflets from the opposing forces landing in our back yard. But the weird thing is it was like a morphed version of our backyard, representing a mix of both the Windows XP default desktop, and the Teletubbies astroturfland. Dreams are weird.
I was over tired driving home tonight from the store, which is about an hour away. It’s south of the city, past Akron, I think, in a place called Tallmadge.
On my way home up 91 North, I drove through Stowe, and thought of Dave the Web Guru. I give Dave a lot of shit at work, but he’s honestly one of the best of the support team we have. I wonder what would happen if I led the support team. I think it would be equally stifling and rewarding, cancelling each other out to create a sort of equilibrium that would sustain my high and low episodes.
I think I’ve been crabbier lately at work, and less happy-go-lucky. While I’d be quick to blame my extra-curricular activities, I really don’t think it’s altogether fair to make everyone around me suffer. Maybe they don’t suffer, and this is all in my head. Someone asked what my salary was this week. That made me crabby for at least a day or two. It shouldn’t have. Where’s this anger/frustration coming from? Okay, I know I don’t have balance in my life right now, but who does?
The good news is I figured my finances tonight, and it looks like my goal of being debt-free by my birthday in April might actually happen. I’m gonna miss my roommate’s cat when we leave here. She’s laying next to me on my bed while I sit in a ninety degree indian style, gently petting my thigh as I type this. That’s a moment I want to bottle up for the future. Just that, and the quiet around me. It’s my quiet amidst all the not so quiet moments of my life. When I look back at 25 and the Apartment, and the Gigs, I want to reflect happily on moments like this, so pure and raw in their simplicity. The quiet dark night ride, where I’m sure the stars shone brightly above the clouds.
A lady who bought a phone from me today was celebrating her birthday. I gathered this from her driver’s license. I snuck away after activating her phone and bought her a cup cake, some candles for it, and a Tweety Bird balloon. I wrapped the TMobile box with the balloon, and set the cupcake atop a kleenex and paged her to the front service desk counter. There were a lot of people waiting at the service desk, so I sort of announced that it was her birthday, and asked them to help me serenade her to a round of Happy Birthday. She blushed and seemed so appreciative… So everyone waiting in line broke away from their hectic attitudes and “Why is this taking so long?” priorities for a short while to appreciate the specialty of today and the moment.
I was shaking after it was over. For a brief shining moment, I was someone I wanted to be.
So, all in all, it was a great day. Didn’t realize that til just now. I hope you all are having a good weekend, that everyone got home from where ever they were safely.
Good night,
Jimmy