Morning Fog

This morning was one of those few times that I liked my job. My mind was still in a haze from the night before and I didnít feel like talking with anyone so I put on my headphones and started to key away. I could fall into myself and do my job at the same time. It was just the keyboard and me. No outside human interaction was needed or desired from me.

Brenda used to work at a store close to where I work now so she knows what kind of commute that I have everyday. From her house its about forty-five minutes. She doesn't understand why I don't use the expressway instead of cutting through the city, because she thinks that I would save myself some time. This is where we differ. She is the kind of person that leaves for work with no time to spare. Ten to fifteen minutes and she is there. I, however, like to have ten to fifteen minutes of a buffer zone when I arrive at work in the morning. So I think that the longer commute is worth it.

The commute not only gives me time to think, but I know that every moron in the city is on the expressway at that time of the day, because they don't want to cut through the city. Once again my great love of humanity exhibiting its lemming like behavior surfaces.

Brenda has already picked up on my driving attitude. She pointed this out after our weekend ride to northern Wisconsin two weekends ago. For me driving becomes a science or skill that shouldnít be abused. I'm reminded of a comedianís routine that said if they issued drivers licenses according to IQ than the roads would be empty. This makes sense to me. Morons on the road are frequent and they can kill, but it isnít going to change.

I actually worked for two solid hours this morning before I took a break. Lisa Loeb's new album Firecracker got me through the morning. Brenda had bought it on Saturday when she was at work. The silly little romantic in me actually likes the album. Its not the best thing that I have ever heard, but I didn't buy it either. The best lyrics from the album are the darker ones though.

"The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love." Lisa Loeb

The album cover may look like cheesecake but those lyrics sound more harsh than anything coming out of Alanis Morrissette. By the way, Tracy identified with far too many Alanis Morrissette songs. Brenda is more of a Shania Twain and Trisha Yearwood woman and I listen to Joe Henry, Matthew Sweet and Radiohead. Survey says that its a match.

I guess that some people might think that I should be dating someone more like Lisa Loeb. My response is that I already dated someone who fell into that category and it obviously didnít happen. Besides the I'm an intellectual woman who likes to dress bargain basement seems pretty trendy to me. Then of course I am no fashion god. A tee shirt and some jeans are all that I need to get me through the day. I also think that two creative people together are too destructive.

I should have known that since the morning went by so smoothly that the afternoon would drag. Another reason the afternoon dragged was the I finally woke up.