TGIF

While I spent the first portion of my day installing apps on my boss's Android because our network was down, I also began learning an editing program from a 500-something page book. There are two books in total. Would anybody like to keep tabs on me and force a submission deadline of notes I've gathered while reading through software text? It'll really help me push through both textbooks. Pretty please?

"Pretty please?"

If I just said "Please?", would it risk getting overlooked or dismissed because it wasn't pretty? What am I supposed to say if it wasn't a pretty request? "That please...has a nice personality." When did asking for a favor turn into a visual description of Please's aesthetic appeal? Not only is it pretty, but it can also be topped off with "a cherry on top." Now I've turned this request for a favor into a dessert. How much sugarcoating does one really need to get shit done?

I've done all the work I had to wrap this short work week up. Here's to airplane travels with a group of friends tomorrow. Oh, boy. I can't wait to walk barefoot through airport security looking like crap. If I were a celebrity, I'd hate being photographed in the airport. You're jet lagged and hungry for painfully overpriced airport restaurant food while a handful of strangers entice you with questions and words.

A few weeks ago, I received some bad news that pretty much left me devastated. After crying about it for a couple of hours and seeking solace from a few close friends, I got over it and began rummaging my brain for a good plan to rebuild what I thought was lost. I've learned many times around by now that nothing can really break a person. Unless a body builder comes over and snaps me in half. I guess that could really break someone.

I think what really scares me about the future is the uncertainty. If the allotted time spent on thinking about the past, present, and future was presented in the form of a pie chart, the future pretty much makes up the entire body of Pacman. The area where his mouth opens makes up the times I've thought about both the past and present. I really ought to sort out my priorities. I'm dedicating too much of my happiness on things that cease to exist and more than likely will never happen.

Listening to: Regina Spektor - "Laughing With" (Live Version)