Day After, Day Before
It’s sunny today but freezing. I ate a nectarine and it reminded me of warm breezes and the open air, the open air when it isn’t so hostile. It’s so cold now and I can’t even go out and buy breakfast food for the coming work week. And I hope this touch of a cold doesn’t develop into something worse.
There’s a football game going on in South Philly right now. Everyone cares. That’s all they’ll talk about tomorrow, win or lose. I’d be watching it if I had working cable. Comcast is evil. They don’t list their prices on their website. Why should it be a guessing game. I’d be watching it if I was getting something other than dead space. I wish I cared.
Tomorrow, they’re announcing the tour, officially. It’s making me sick. How can I log on to buy tickets Tuesday when I’m busy at work? There are good things to not being a cubicle rat, but this one difference really bites. I’ll cry if I can’t go cuz I can’t bleedin’ get tickets in the first place. I know I don’t deserve it, no one does. But I really want to go, at least to one show. I wish I cared less. I wish I didn’t care at all. I wish I could just buy from a broker, but I’ve taken a 35% pay cut. I can’t afford that.
What was meant to happen will happen, no matter how much I worry about it, but I can’t help feeling a huge load where a heart should be. I have to scrub a craniofacial case tomorrow, I have to keep focused on that rather than the tour announcement. Tuesday will be Ulcer Day, or Black Tuesday or whatever label it most fits. The horror.
Edit: Alright, Comcast does list prices on their website, but it’s still clunky to use and they charge too much, the wankers.

