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Had a meeting today to discuss some of my grievances with work and ask for a raise. It went fine mostly but they said I’d be getting a raise but they aren’t sure how much or when. So i pressed and asked for another meeting to discuss that. What they did say is that everyone is extremely aware how hard i work and that i am frequently being overworked because project managers are fighting over my time because i am so good at my job. And i knew this but it’s good to know that they know this even though that doesn’t really change much on my end. If what they offer me is still less than what i know firsthand that less experienced people in my office are making, i will refuse their offer but im hoping it doesn’t come to that because i still need a bit more time to get all my ducks in a row.

Otherwise, im doing well. Felt good to air it out and i think they all know they are on the defensive now.

I’m going to be in St. Louis from the 23rd to the 30th btw my friends. Let’s make some plans i reckon.

Getting my hair cut tomorrow and trying something new. The day before i go home. Risky move but one i gotta make.

It snowed tonight. Nice.

chef

Trying to cook more

It’s not going great

But what i did do

Is make something on Saturday

And then have the same meal

Six times in a row

Better than what i was doing before

I guess

night stallion

A dream i have

A wish i have

Is that im sitting in a room in the future

And I’m the most conservative one there

I’ve been out-woked

Society has moved past me

And now i cling to my

Reactionary beliefs

Which brought me comfort

In my youth

Now antiquated and fringe

And i wouldn’t understand

What the problem really was

But I’d be happy to know

That they know more than I do

And they must be on the right side

I just think it would be cool

To see how the world would look

If it proved me wrong

working from home grind

I cleaned the kitchen

But i worked late

To get everything done

Then when i finished

I was just still in my home

So i went on a long walk

I wanted to smoke

But instead i just walked longer

I miss smoking

But not that much

It’s gross

So i just walk a little longer

I’ve been here long enough

That i can walk by memories

Sitting there on the curb

Where they were made

And i laugh to myself

Doing a lot of that lately

Laughing to myself

I’m funny i guess

And a pretty generous audience

It was raining so i brought my umbrella

It felt like November

Dim rainy streets

Leaves falling

Feeling lonely

Only the ginkgo leaves remain

Still bright yellow

Holding onto what they can

I get smiled at

And smile back

Thinking

At least I’ve got that going for me

Not everybody does

I get home and

Try to think of something

That will make tomorrow feel

Distinct from today

I’m working from home all week

So it’s important to mark the days

Elsewise I’ll just go on working

Straight through the weekend

dead guy

The longer you’re around

The more likely it is

You’ve got some dead guy

Hanging around in your head

Someone you lost

So now you bring him with you

And it can make you act weird sometimes

It can make you sad out of nowhere

And it feels isolating

But the more you pay attention

The more you can see

All the other dead guys

Being carried around too

We’re all doing it

It’s just bad manners

To point and stare

If you meet someone

Who doesn’t get it

Be kind and be patient

Their dead guy is still alive

borracho

He stumbles into the bar

And the bartender chuckles

He says usually that goes the other way

Smiles and says

I’m not drunk just clumsy

But I’m here to change that

Give me two glasses of whiskey

The first to drown my sorrows

The second to drown my hopes

When I’m good and drownded

I’ll be on my way

Feeling nothing

i don’t want to live forever, just long enough to see what happens

If i die before I'm finished

Odds are I’ll be back

In whatever shape I can be

I’d prefer a classic ghost

Blue and translucent

But I’ll settle for

A little gust of wind

Reincarnated as a bug

A contagious memory

Repeated phrase

Or a zombie

Skeleton

Really anything

Whatever it takes

To get the job done

plant

If you ask me

Which by reading this

You’ve already done

Implicitly

Every zoo

Is ten thousand times

Too small

Every pen

Ten thousand times

Too cramped

Too claustrophobic

Even the big ones

Animals are meant

To move around

That’s why we evolved legs

If we were supposed to

Stay in one place

In one room forever

We would have grown roots

But we have legs

So we should move them

Unenclosed

I work an office job

And this cubicle

Is ten thousand times

Too small for me

To do anything but atrophy

Your dog at home

Shouldn’t have to sleep

On the couch all day

Dogs should be able

To run around

All these walls we built

Are too close together

By a factor of

Let me calculate

Hmmm

Ten thousand

I don’t know what is to be done

I just know it feels crazy

To be in one place

For so long