gibberosities

last night’s dream of strangers talking gibberish to me might have been amusing but for its urgency. all i could hear was people talking like “florb noople glawtblod wristlefloc” but saying it with an air of desperation, like i really needed to know but could not understand. 10+ hours writhing in bed might have yielded 5 hours of actual sleep.

i mailed off taxes. i might look at other accountants for next year. it’s getting expensive with all the mandatory e-filing fees passed down to me, but more importantly it’s just no fun any more. it used to be cool to work this accountant. our connection (indirectly) was through my corporate years, though it took us some time to realize this. and i give him a lot of credit. when i needed a co-trustee for dad’s affairs and i could not think of anyone locally who i trusted with that he was willing and ready to fly in from Arizona to go through the formalities. i ended up finding someone else and it worked out well, but it was good to know i could reach out to a trusted accountant for such an unlikely request. i also suspect that he thinks less of me for my lack of greed. he likely has clients who make much more than i and i think he thinks less of me for it. i’ve told him the truth, but i think he does not believe, that i have no desire to make money or to pursue wealth. and mailing off forms and checks, interacting with the postal service, that sucks. for the time and expense of that i could find someone here for about the same price.

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eyelid twitching like mad for days now.

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all right, take care. all right, take care. it’s interesting to me when someone leaves a room. having spoken at length with one or two people, and only said hello in passing to1 other, it is always that 1 other who gets the last farewell.

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looking forward to the new/old desk. it should gobble up a lot of loose detritus hanging about the place, what with all that drawer space. i had planned to make an abrupt move from the current work table but that is just not going to happen. i will pursue the less traumatic route of putting the desk on the other side of the room and either migrating over time or simply using 2 desks on opposite sides of the room.

MEGADESK.

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overheard:
“put up a fence around yourself, for certain.”

“a quick team of people.”

“we went to the museum”
“oh, nice!”

(very tall woman on very high heels walks past outside)

“what’s going on with the barometer?”

“so, um, ObamaCare…”
“that’s not happening.”

“my sister walks in with a gun.”
“and an ice cream cone?”
“yeah.”
“that’s oxymoronic.”
“yeah.”

“it’s a good position.”
“yeah?”
“no.”

“they are hiring a full time computer relations person.”
“so you google that?”

“so she said ‘thank you so much’ and i was like i don’t ever have to tell anyone about this ever again.”