Category Archives: can’t really complain but

The Weather Inside

Posted on November 10, 2007 by randomyriad

The end of my week has settled into a featureless gray gloom both inside and out. The computer I usually tap away at is out of commission and I am left to hammer away at unfamiliar keys. Not a big … Continue reading →

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Dark Dreams From the Real World

Posted on October 27, 2007 by randomyriad

Yesterday I saw George W., The Decider (because that’s what he does), talking on tv. He was telling everyone how evil the present government in Cuba is (why anyone would believe anything this man says anymore is beyond me). Supposedly … Continue reading →

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Alls Well That Ends Well or A Tail Chasing Tale

Posted on October 26, 2007 by randomyriad

I came home today dragging and sagging and tense as all of our deadlines coincide tomorrow, every time I turn around at work there is something new on my to do list. Like my Punjabi colleague says about documentation and … Continue reading →

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Blaaahday

Posted on October 18, 2007 by randomyriad

Wednesday is like my adjustment day. It is when staying up late and getting up early catch up to me. That is all I have to say. I’m too tired to write right so here’s a funny poem I wrote … Continue reading →

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A little Woolf and a little White: a Better Day

Posted on October 9, 2007 by randomyriad

“I shall care little for the tastes of this world if the skies are still so glorious. Such expanse and majesty and illuminations, I have never seen, pure air and then such cloud conglomerations.” Virginia Woolf There were such glorious … Continue reading →

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