It is now August, 91 degrees, and uncomfortably muggy, but here I sit; at my desk wearing my fleece zip up Hoodie. I could go on and on about the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, and the various ideas in my head pertaining to why I constantly feel I’m fighting off a cold… and NO! It has nothing to do with the fact that I smoke. Yeah, fine… maybe it does, but that’s not the point! The point is I am at work, refusing to work and freezing my ass off!

My topic of conversation actually has nothing to do with me being sick, or maybe it does… just not physically sick. I can definitely relate to being mentally sick… and I believe that 9 out of 10 good friends would concur that I am usually the one dictating just how far into the proverbial gutter our conversations go, but can a person be emotionally sick? Is there such a thing?

Seriously now... on to topic, I promise. In spite of the fact that I should be working, I sit here at my desk filtering through blogs, Wikipedia, and many other sites that feed my curiosity for learning outside of the classroom. I discuss with myself where I want to go in life… what kind of goals I have for the future… and how my needs are changing… I become selfish with desire, and wish to forfeit all the responsibilities I have gathered over the years of teetering on “adulthood”. What brand is my toaster anyways? It has 4 slots, and while I’m here I think of mostly random things. That same random thinking is beginning to carry on with me outside of the work place. I will be the first to admit I have ADD, why do you think I like toasters?! Cause they’re shiny dammit! What? Oh yeah, some days I feel as though I cannot complete an entire thought process. It doesn’t seem to matter if I began thinking about the toaster and how I like the little dimple in the side that’s excessively shiny, because I will end my thought with something like tan lines, and in the middle of that same thought I will have crossed education, Roth IRA’s, Mt. Dew, the cost of refrigerants and how to dispose of them, and Stride gum.

On the backside of Stride I have noticed this little highlighted section that reads:
PHENYLKETONURICS: CONTAINS PHENYLALANINE
...and what the hell does that mean?! Exactly, gum is making people retarded! Seriously, PHENYLALANINE consumption after long periods of time will cause people to become retarded if they cannot process it into an amino acid. It’s in their DNA, stupid gene pools ….Can someone change the filter?! I wonder when I changed the pool filter last, damn! We could be swimming in mustard algae if I don’t get that changed.

I think I’ll send myself a sympathy card…
“Sorry your mind won’t stop Orion, please don’t put this in the toaster.”