You know the amazing thing about pets? They don't watch the news. They stay at home all day waiting for you to come home. When you get there every day is the same for them. They want to be let out of their crates, to say a brief hello, slurp a great deal of water, dribble it all over the house trying to say a more thourough hello, then they want outside, when back inside they want their dinners. They don't care that the world trade center was destroyed that the pentagon is burning, and that for some reason following four plane crashes in a single day reporters have never once uttered the word black box in regards to the plane. Weird huh. By the time the dogs and I had gotten done with the daily routine and I was changed out of my work clothes I had plum forgotten to turn the TV on. And you know what I didn't miss it much anyhow.. since at that point yesterday nobody was saying or showing anything new. yea dogs! and the cat ain't so bad either.
notes from the frontier of boredom
the semi-lucid ramblings of a person on the frontier of boredom without anything to do, and without any meaningful direcion. I love my job. Since I started working here I figured I'd spend the next 30 years doing the same thing. My free time is eaten up. I still don't really have much of a life, but I'm busy and it looks like fun.

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