is it a good mood or is it just coffee

I had my usual commute in with the awesome neighbor. once the depth charge kicked in i started talking about interpersonal gender defined dynamics in the workplace which can be complicated by ageism and how women often see the insecurity wobble in male dominated workplaces as being about their abilities as opposed to being about reacting to some social construction shit being put on them where their skill set is cut down and their power usurped by being put back into a place of "you're young and female" via language.

which sucks. however that i was ready and up for and having that conversation a mere 25 minutes after hitting snooze for the last time on my alarm meant that - it was GOOD COFFEE.

in the office i am still in the good (though hyper and jerkily motioned) mood. i fear more coffee for going over the edge of good into the land of evil caffeine rollercoaster crash.

i want to get out of this office and use this energy to go PLAY. play play play play play play play.

there is never play anymore. just medical talk and cleaning and working. WANT PLAY.

i am mired in practicals. i want to run back to the park with judi and throw grass in her hair. then we'll get some mcdonalds cups and strawberry hill and sit in the cemetary and look at the lake. she can smoke cloves. i'll smoke my stolen cigarettes from the bar last night and it will feel good. summer and grass smells sticking to our skin.

damn i want a road trip.

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This film makes me so happy
It's full of internets and loves me with mouth

http://www.atomfilms.com/film/email.jsp#NONE

testing embed - film is from Tim Burton

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i am so tired. my arms are jacking up again with all of the recent stress and today wasn't bad per se. in fact i had the occasion to laugh a lot and have an awesome lunch meeting. but ow ow ow with the arms. it all just caught up.

not sure what is up tonight.

i  know i am not leaving the sunset - but the rest remains to be seen.