And after that, on the bus mall, I had another happy run-in, with a former co-worker named India. She’s still at the call center where I worked until about two years ago. She’s still a sweetheart, too, and to preserve that, heh heh, she’s planning to find different work. Best of the good luck, India. (I specify because when people say “Best of luck,” might they possibly mean “Best of the BAD luck”? Maybe, if they’re awful people. Me, I’m non-awful…)
Good people
And after that, on the bus mall, I had another happy run-in, with a former co-worker named India. She’s still at the call center where I worked until about two years ago. She’s still a sweetheart, too, and to preserve that, heh heh, she’s planning to find different work. Best of the good luck, India. (I specify because when people say “Best of luck,” might they possibly mean “Best of the BAD luck”? Maybe, if they’re awful people. Me, I’m non-awful…)
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I can do better. (Poem thoughts!)
I've been doing a poem. I'm going to talk about what's wrong with it. First, the poem: The Tiring by Christopher Walsh, 2/25/2021-3/6/2021…
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Where Was Chris Today?: Today Edition
I wrote the subject line that way specifically to be unhelpful. Heh. Anyway, it was a walking day. I'd cocooned at the house Thursday (sore and,…
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It's easier to have stuff to write about if I leave the house
I should have gotten out of the house on Sunday and Monday. I didn't. Yesterday was a nice day, too, so I had that incentive. I made sure to go out…
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