what is with bagel fridays?

as though this supposed to make us feel better. although i do admit that on fridays, i sort of love the bagels. the fact that i don't have to pack that extra food item for the day. and the cream cheese. although recently, it must be noted that they switched from flavors to an all-plain selection and we don't know why. i personally always used the plain, so this tacking little cutting of corners doesn't so much affect me, but i thought i'd mention it nonetheless.

 

i too haven't posted in at least a week, and for that i feel a deep shame. a deeper sense of malaise for that the fact that i can find little interesting to say. each day is blurrier, more filled with angry clients and bad moods around the office. the weather was cold, a nice level of frigid for the new pea coat that finally arrived in the mail. but today it's spring again and it's raining, but then it's not, and if we don't stop roller-coasting, both my car and i might have a break down. i discovered yesterday that my car, whose name is antoine, simply doesn't like the cold, and when the weather is freezing, his little "check engine" light goes on.

 

me, i like the cold, but not finickiness in cars. i want the car to be happy. i want my nose to be happy. neither is happy with roller-coasting weather.  

 

dammit, the callers beckon once again.