My brother’s in town and he’s helping fix somea the computers here.
Me: How can you tell?
Him: (laughing) She told me…and she’s a got a folder that’s named, Someone copy my article.
Heartgirl told me recently that she doesn’t know what to tell people when they ask what I do for a living. It’s funny, all of the women I dated’ve said the same thing. Most of my friends don’t know.
It’s…complicated, how I make my money.
I’ve a particularly odd skillset but the funny thing’s that I’m very good at a several, seemingly unrelated things. But if I had to sum it up to in one unifying idea, it’s that I collect and process data.
Writing, in fact, is an example of my processing data; I take various disparate concepts, weave them to one (hopefully) coherent argument and distill that to a printed page.
On that note, I’ve gotta pick one of these skillsets sooner than later.
Him: You said you’re in for the next gig.
Me: I’m thinking of being an officer of the court again.
Him: (laughing) They’re no different than us except they wear ties.
Location: 14:00 yest, being told to rinse and spit in Queens (again)
Mood: still sick
Music: The sun in your eyes made some of the lies worth believing
4 replies on “Lies and Ties”
your mom is super cute and funny. when u said folder i thought manila folder with printouts. nope, she's hi-tech.did the cold/flu symptoms pass? when u wrote about it my first thought was, oh no he got the swine flu! the world is crazy over swine flu.
That's awesome that your mom has that! (My mom is still afraid of the computer…)
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