gap

i have angst in my pangst she said, write a song i should.
that's not it though. i don't have angst. no Greater questions plague me. well they do sometimes, but that's usually leisure time brain stretching. i enjoy the great questions and the unanswerable-ness and the cynicism.
i don't hate my job. sometimes i love it even. i'm pretty good at some parts of it, and that's very satisfying. my boss is a sweetheart, if a crap manager. and my workmates are cool too. some of them hot (and scottish), some sweet, most are very funny, and most think i'm quite amusing-while-sexy-albeit-eccentric. i like the tag.
my life is fine too. enough entertainment, enough friendships, enough good company, enough lub-dubs of the heart. true, could do with more nooky, but working on it. 26 years of pent up hypersexuality under Yindian prudery to deal with. Plus my mom. The working at it is good too - like a project.
My living arrangements, anyone reading this blog over the last month would know, are a bit of a cause for euphoria at present.

Then what's missing?


Comments

Anonymous said…
first time here. chompliments on the blog.

isn't it ironic how the same pursuit of what's missing tends to energize and exhaust at different times?

not sure (don't know anything abt you as yet to be able to say) WHAT'S missing - but you better be glad that something is.
Ash said…
mmeeeee....let's trade lives. lots of ants in the pants, from gap too if you really like; and a self projecting nookie, small big bonus, of course.
wendigo said…
orangecloud: very good point actually.. what we do if all the gaps were filled up? thanks for the chompliments.

ash: your sense of humour is so slippery. most delightful. and i'm not trading lives with you. for one thing i'd rather be the gap type rather than the projecting nookie type. for another, you're crazy :-)

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