My computer key board here at the San Jose Group is the victim to my crumby granola fingers. Dancing all over each key with intention and grace, emails are written and sent off into the world of digitalocity. (Made up word for a real thing. Because you're reading my blog. Not a dictionary.
Across the hall is another office with the tiniest logo on their glass doors. The logo is is a long as my pinky. Screen Vision is reads. Since April I've only seen older woman in a variety of flowy dresses walk in a out. It only makes sense they wear flowy fabric, to go with their constant moving life. The phone here has rang about five times. Three dropped calls, one real person, and a woman who says "oops, wrong number". So I haven't been busy in the work sense. Just reading articles, researching Y&R, and avidly listening to youtube while emailing my eldest sis and friends. By now, all the granola crumbs on my fingers have sank to the bottomless black trench in between letters on the keyboard. I switched to cold green beans to go with my youtube station. Currently playing "Pork and Beans" by Weezer. The wizards of the music world. If ya'll go to heaven, Weezer will probably be the guest band on Thursday's. Just a hunch.
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