V-Day

Happy V-day. Words I love today:

Vulgar

Vexing

Vox

Veto

Vicious

Venomous

Varies

Variety

Vex

Voracious

Vengeance

Vile

Vulgar

Vulva

Volvo (see Vulva)

Victorious

Virtuous

Vagina

Venom

Flying Blind

Ok. Here is the deal. Not my best writing today, but what the hell.

I have a friend in a not-so-far-away town who is undergoing some personal stress coupled with surgery today.

I am sitting here in my office trying to get projects done, with a smile in my face. I am feigning interest in what is going on in my world. I am merely passing time, collecting a paycheque.

Trying to keep up appearances while I am trying to not think about my cherished friend today. I am trying not to wonder what they are up to, if the surgery went well, how they are feeling and wondering if they are being taken care of as well as I would take care of them?

It is really distressing and stressful. I actually ate a horrible lunch due to the stress (stress induced eating is a topic for another day)...and I feel much worse off.

They have shut off their phone, so essentially cut of all communication so I sit here and there is nothing at all I can do. nothing. shit. fuck. shit.

But then again, one would argue that I am far to vested in something that is non-existent, and maybe I have. But just maybe I haven't. Maybe , just perhaps they know that I am thinking of them, worried, caring, and maybe that is just enough.

shit shit shit fek!

c.

Another one down...

Ok, I am coming to terms that technology has changed the way we communited.

I understand that it is considered "normal" to be out and have people you are talking to constantly check their iphones/ bb or other mobile devices even though you are deep into a meaningful"ish" conversation.

I also understand and have accepted the fact that I don't get phone calls anymore - or rarely anyhow. If the phone rings it is either one of 3 people:

1. Telemarketers
2. My mother
3. My dentist

Thinking I should sur-charge the above categores to fund my landline... why do I have a landline anyway...I digress....

Anyhow, I get txt messages or invitations on facebook and that is how I seem to communicate with people via the chat features, etc....
SO, when a freind cancels their Facebook account, I get all up in arms about it. I mean really, I could call txt them. Have I become so used to being so connected? Have we become the Borg?
Just pondering this.....
c.
I keep