Through the Looking-Glass

I made the most heartbreaking discovery on a day just like any other day. Let me introduce Ms. Columbia - observant, calculating, sexy as hell, and always 5 years the wiser. I always wonder how she does it; she turns every head and might as well get a standing ovation after every presentation. It must be the accent. It must be the attitude. Now Ms. Columbia had taken me under her wing since I stepped out of college and started at the company. Anything she said had strong bearing on me then and even so now. Anyway, we had finished lunch and on our drive back to the office, her exact words were "You have just shed your innocence, my friend." Ouch. She was referring to how it had finally dawned upon me that everyone at work was so motive driven. How it had become so painfully lucid to me that people aren't nice. Perhaps this is nothing new to you, maybe even something you have always been proudly aware of. You know how little kids go through that "Why?" stage... it sucks to know why. I must admit, I hate to see why people do the things they do. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a scary movie waiting for something ugly & horrific to pop up at me. Only it's real and I'm among the cast of characters. Sadly, after I fell off this wall, I've never really felt whole again. And oh... I've even come far enough to know that all the king's horses and all the king's men could never put me back together again.

Down the Rabbit-Hole

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?" said Alice.

"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to, " said the cat.

"I don’t care where - " said Alice.

"Then it doesn’t matter which way you go," said the cat.


So as you all know, I was canned last Friday. My feelings? It's like being in a relationship. The kind you're not sure that's for you, but then you don't really have the heart to break it off. And the other person calls it quits first and you're a little angered, and sad, and relieved all at the same time. Hey FlashGordon, the sad part is for you. So my gf tells me last night that I have just been granted an extended vacation. While this may be seemingly so, even Alice in Wonderland had an agenda. I see this more as a sabatacle for me to come of age. But unlike Alice, this trip will be far less psychedelic.

Hide & Seek

Valentine's Day. What does a single girl do on Cupid's busiest night out? She flies out to dinner 300 mi away of course and comes right back to play another round of hide & seek... have you seen him?

Cheers

I woke up this morning only to realize the bodily damage incurred from yesterday’s fun on the slopes. I know how hard I fell on my behind because it hurts when I get into the car. I’m also having trouble switching lanes (neck). And the bruises and scrapes serve as a reminder of how funny it must have been for ChickenLittle to watch me eat it and run into those bushes. Seriously, I haven’t had so much fun in a while. And I’m not being sarcastic! On our return from snowy bliss, I offered Advil to everyone in the car and to my surprise they all shied away from any. “Maybe I should just take one,” said a sheepish OneShot. The Irony. Not so long ago, these very people had diligently experimented with every paraphernalia available on the block. Countless times you've gotten snow blinded on nose candy and now you hesitate to pop 400mg of Ibuprofen? Gosh, have we REALLY changed so much since our crazy yesteryears of undergrad?!! Haha, Cheers… down went the Ibuprofen. Then, I turned back to my laptop to finish my reports as conversation resumed to investments & vitamins. I really don't mean to be crass, but I'm sure my mention on this subject matter brings most of you back to (at least) one particular euphoric moment. You know who you are... I hope I made you smile?