June 4th, 2004

and so begins the end

today at work
events occured
that caused a jerk
of rhythm. blurred,

seven years marked so sat i
a witness and an alibi
of all the connectivity:
dial up, the ISP

the size has shrunk
as myths debunk
of where it is we're going
the game we play
does waste away
and damn the seams are showing

and at the core of function
there is just a bit of brightness
that keeps the company around
and sprung alive with lifeness

grok my message people
as it shows that times are ending
rules are broken everyday
and those not broken, bending

today a solid wall of core
that found our workplace quite a bore
decided that he'd had enough
and called his buddy off the cuff

and be it known that it's not me
but rather just a peer here
but that concern is donned by me
as now things are not clear here

carpe diem? sieze the day?
just go out there and bite 'em?
don't they know thats not my way?
I'll go ad infinitum!

(one of the three that makes us a functioning company quit today. so ends it invariably.)
Non curo. Si metrum non habet, non est poema.

creepy things

someone parked in my spot tonight. that's happened a few times. i've always left a note, but tonight i wasn't really pissed off from my day, in fact i was in a good mood. so instead, i left something more sinister.

i put a small piece of black electrical tape on their driver side window.

what the hell does it mean?! i dunno. it's black. someone put it there, most likely the guy who owns the spot. but why'd he just put some black tape? that doesnt make any sense. ...can he see me from his apartment? ugh.. better get out of here. hrmm maybe i wont be a lamer next time and just park on the street.

(i was going to put a quarter underneath his wiper blades so it's scratch his windshield next time it rains, but i didn't feel like being a vandal. i would have if i were angry, though)

mmm wendys and porn. i mean trek. wendys and trek. friday nights are the best!