posted by dave on Friday, September 9, 2005 at 7:56 PM in category daily

Got off work a couple of hours ago. At least I got off my day job.

The real work begins in about an hour.

I just got out of the shower. My clothes for the night are dewrinkling in the dryer. My hair is still damp but I don't have much so it'll dry soon enough.

Before too long, it'll be time to really go to work.

Don't try to tell me that pretending to be a person all night isn't work, 'cause it is. Hard work.

Now I know why all those actors and actresses in the movies get paid so much. They get paid for pretending to be somebody they're not, and they do it well.

Now me, I don't usually do such a good job. I don't fool many people, I don't think. My performances are just too wooden - too obviously choreographed.

Because of my lackluster performances, I don't get paid all that much. Every now and then somebody will buy me a beer or something, but that's about it.

RealTrainGirl called me this evening to see if I wanted to meet her and MisunderstoodGirl at Rich O's. Duh. Of course I do. Those two are good at pretending that I'm giving a realistic portrayal of a person. Actually, they're better at pretending than I am. Maybe I should buy them beers.

You know how every time you run water you start thinking that the phone's ringing?

:cricket chirping:

Okay, fellow crazy people only: You know how every time you run water you start thinking that the phone's ringing?

:pin dropping, coyote howling:

Well maybe it's just me. Every time I get in the shower I start imagining that the phone's ringing. So I turn off the faucet and it's nothing. Then when I stand at the sink shaving I start imagining that the phone's ringing. So I, once again, turn off the faucet and it's, once again, nothing.

Except for tonight. Tonight when I was shaving, and I imagined that the phone was ringing, it really was ringing. It was my friend Eric.

So I guess I'm only crazy 99% of the time.

The moral of this story is that I'm bored, and I don't really want to go to work tonight.

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