magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

long day at work. and monday, even. but i didn't have all that much coffee, and got through it okay.

i made a call this afternoon: 'hi roo, it's a voice from your not too distant past. the infamous beanbag amerika. and you might not get this message in time, but i'm calling because tomorrow, tuesday, is stef's birthday. and i haven't talked to her in over a month, but i still think of her. and i was wondering, if you haven't gotten fed up with the corporate politics at the g-man and are still working there, if you could buy her a beer for me tonight or tomorrow, or sometime soon when she comes in. of course i don't really have any way of paying for it from here, but it's the thought that counts. i do miss sitting at your bar. maybe someday i'll find myself in the sunny south again and we'll cross paths. my number is __________ if you want to call me back for any reason. thanks a lot. bye.'

and later at work, i got a little frustrated with the number of people it was taking to finish the project i was working on (a material samples board for ups). 'i just need that file and i can put it together myself. and i can't really do anything else until it's printed.' i was at work until 7.15.