December 08, 2004

i want my two dollars!

I’m staring at my desk calendar in total disbelief. Today is Wednesday. What the hell happened to Tuesday? Or Monday for that matter!

Yesterday was kind of a blur. I didn’t leave my desk. I didn’t eat. I didn’t answer personal emails, or blog or even check for a new picture of Dooce’s totally edible kid. Crazy, I tell you. I can actually hear the Universe screaming, “I don’t even know you anymore!”

For the last two weeks or so, I feel like all I’ve been doing is chasing folks around, pedaling as fast as my little bike will go, in pursuit of that elusive two dollars. A minute of someone’s time. A signature or a password. I want my couple of bucks and all I’m getting is worn out. I’m tired from all work-week in a day, from not sleeping in my own bed (we have, ahem, given Joe another shot.), and I want my two dollars!

Is that so much to ask?!

There are a lot of people who take a great deal of pride in being busy. Their worth is somehow contingent upon a lengthy to-do list and the accomplishment of that checking off that list. Me, I resent being busy. I resent time being measured in fifteen minute increments and having very few of those increments to do absolutely nothing. I love tea and warm socks and a glass of red wine and bootleg movies and turning off my cell phone.

Tonight, then, is reserved for a load of laundry, an even bigger load of sitting on my ass, and perhaps visiting my neighbor (Who is probably married and has babies by now, it’s been just that long since I’ve ventured across the street).

There’s a half a bottle of Riesling in my fridge. And I plan on drinking it straight out of the bottle. It'll make the meltdown look more official.

Posted by This Fish at December 8, 2004 10:23 AM
Comments

You've got the spirit!

Posted by: Rose at December 8, 2004 11:28 AM

"What a perfectly good waste of a White Boy...er Woman"

Sorry, My favorite line from that movie next to I WANT MY TWO DOLLARS! heh heh Newspaper boy Mafia heh heh.

Posted by: Rafael at December 8, 2004 11:48 AM

Life for me is measured in 6 minute increments. Not better, not worse, just different. And oh-so-anal.

Posted by: New Blue Shoe at December 8, 2004 11:58 AM

Great "Better Off Dead" reference.

Posted by: Robotnik at December 8, 2004 12:37 PM

So I'm home sick and spending the day reading through blogs and recently found yr blog -- Fantastic.

I'm not much for giving compliments because I always come off smarmy and odd, so let me just say thank you for "Mad World." It's been playing on repeat for the last 30 minutes.

Posted by: Ryan at December 8, 2004 01:07 PM

"I'm really sorry your life blew up, Fish. Doctors said it'd be OK as long as it didn't eat any spicy foods"

Posted by: Mike at December 8, 2004 01:11 PM

Ummm. if you are going to give joe another chance? then i am going to have to insist that i see other people.

Posted by: pettit at December 8, 2004 01:52 PM

Have you any idea of the street value of this mountain?

Posted by: Keith at December 8, 2004 01:56 PM

I have a bottle of Riesling waiting for me at home too. Counting down until 5pm....

Posted by: Carrie at December 8, 2004 02:58 PM

Well, long as you don't drop acid, freak out and hijack a busload of penguins, I'm sure you'll be fine.

(I love that movie.)

Posted by: Lex at December 8, 2004 04:22 PM

You are so good at putting things in perspective. All us put-upon girls are seriously deficient in just taking some ME time once in a while! We get all stressed because that's how society percieves us. It's time to take back our lives.

Posted by: V. at December 8, 2004 04:38 PM

I say always make time for yourself! It makes for a healthier spirit!

Happy in London,
-A

Posted by: Amanda at December 8, 2004 05:19 PM

See, whereas you may say that you do not like to be busy, I say I'm a lazy bastard. I'll get out of having to do anything if the mood strikes me, and I mean everything. May explain the lack of promotions or dates or sexually fulfilled women in my own life.

I'm glad you made the "Better Off Dead" reference. Good to know there are others with taste out there. Perhaps the best of the early Cussack ouvre. "One Crazy Summer" is a distant second, unless you are in a weepy, sentimental mindset, then "Say Anything" is for you. Cameron Crowe rocks.

And Fish, never fucking get so busy that you miss a post again. We were all going spastic. (When am I going to be banned from posting comments? Does she know I'm crazy? no, absolutely not, says the other voice in my head)

Posted by: joe at December 8, 2004 06:06 PM

So funny that you would choose today to post on this subject as I had decided this morning I would be doing the exact same thing. Morning PT was painful, I just wanted to stay in the shower till the pain went away. Coming to work seems a waste of a good outfit. I'm praying for the closing bell as it means company sponsored martinis (God Bless employee holiday parties), and I'm skipping class tonight so I can have a few precious hours to myself. Go FISH!

Posted by: Jecyska at December 9, 2004 11:42 AM

I didn't realize I was an addict until yesterday. As an addict, I shall now come out of stealth mode. If I'd have known you were simply busy -- not, you know, locked in a room somewhere -- I would have offered to do some of your work because yesterday was so ungodly boring for me. AND I had no fish fix.

Posted by: Lisa at December 9, 2004 11:53 AM

I read Dooce and thought wow...she's kind of cool. Then I became uncharacteristically horribly constipated and totally blamed her. Pass it on if you'd like...

Posted by: mollysusie at December 10, 2004 10:45 AM

Mmm. Early Cusack oeuvre...

Glad you're happy. If you read her post from tonight, you'll see that Ari is indeed married with a child by now.

Ferris said it best. Life goes by pretty quick...if you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Posted by: Esther at December 15, 2004 01:38 AM