Coin Slots Are For The Weak

Soundtrack: Donnie Darko

Two things that made yesterday awesome:
1. I drank enough coffee to kill a small horse.
2. I discovered that Pop Tarts are extremely flammable.

The reason for the extreme coffee consumption yesterday is simple. I started training for my new job yesterday. I'm working at the coffee shop in the Tivoli Student Union at the Auraria campus. It used to be called The Daily Grind, but that went out of business so now it's Cimarron Café. I like Daily Grind better.

Coin Slot
Don't go out tonight
The darkness is sharp knives
My soul is begging you
Don't leave your birdcage

They watch with cat's eyes
They mean to do you harm
They stare at your plumage
And lick their dry lips

The coin goes in the slot
Ring the bell and jackpot
You light up and go to sleep
Coin slots are for the weak
The coin goes in the slot
Wrap your tears in this loss
Light me up and go to sleep
Coin slots are for the weak

Don't be weak

Don't do the easy thing
Display your supple fur
Wrap your vines around him
Don't drag you down alone

They watch with bated breath
They mean to do you harm
They stare at tiger stripes
That wrap around you

The coin goes in the slot
Ring the bell and jackpot
You light up and go to sleep
Coin slots are for the weak
The coin goes in the slot
Wrap your tears in this loss
Light me up and go to sleep
Coin slots are for the weak

Don't be weak

Well. Maybe Things Are Getting Better

Soundtrack: “She Bangs The Drum” by The Stone Roses

Yeah, I know there has been no activity on my end for quite some time. Apparently nobody really cares that much, which is fine with me. I don't care all that much either because all I am concerned about is getting my shit together. And, well, it is.

Today was the first full day of my internship and things went really well. I did three business card comps as well as a poster comp in a mere 6 hours. That's not half bad.

The main reason I haven't shown my face around here is that up until today there has been no reason to do so. Don't get me wrong, I have been doing things, but I would rather not report on stupid and uneventful situations in my life. Some people say that bad news is better than no news, and I suppose that is true to an extent, but on the other hand I'm getting tired of writing bitchy posts on how much the world sucks. There's already enough of that on MySpace.