Pointless ruminations about my mother. 2005-09-18 - 10:56 p.m.
I called my mom earlier today. She wasn't there. I was all confused, so I left a message, thinking it was pretty sad that my mother is out doing something and I am sitting on my ass wondering why she doesn't want to talk to me. Until I realized that she is on a business trip. So that doesn't count.
This is a typical day for her: go to work, come home, have several white russians, watch TV, go to sleep. Lather, rinse, repeat ad infinitum.
I suppose it is inevitable that someday I will be the same way. I guess the whole "real job" thing might be up in the air...
On that note, off to -werk- tomorrow. Wish me luck in learning the difference between lattes and macchiatos and whatever the hell else, heh. Goodnight all. :)