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[kingtycoon]

No. No it's not pretty. And yes, it is fucking exhausting.

I'm beat, today I almost felt beaten. I'd like to mention about our office Christmas party, about my weekend, about anything at all really, instead?

Somewhere along the way today I lost my keys, that fucking blows. Lost my keys. I got home -and this was after a long, long, kinda brutal wait in the snow. I believe there was an accident or something - there was a lot of waiting around standing. Normally I'd just walk, but, yeah. Reference the photo above, we all lumber like bears, barely standing anymore. Barely walking, you half skate, half shuffle. It's fucking brutal, and my toes are still raisined up from standing in inches of melting snow. So at home, that's where I realize that my keys are gone. On the bus? In the office? I don't know. Something happened to the pocket of my coat and my keys are MIA. Fortunately I live on the first floor. Fortunately I am tall. Fortunately I know about what's going on with my windows so like a madman I climbed into my window, struggling like a bumpkin through the window, legs probably waving at the street absurdly. Face down by the radiator, I didn't even care, I was just glad to be warm again.

I was all confused about the days of the week, the time of the month today as well. I thought for sure there would be christmas this week, but no, no instead no. I would like a day off, a lot, but also, I am glad because I haven't bought any presents at all, that'll be this weekend upcoming. I... guess.

Locksmith? I don't even know what to do. My growing hacker ethos suggests to me that I just figure out lockpicks instead and deal with life like that, with tools and abilities rather than relying on memory or preparedness. Or. No that's not right, I don't know. I should be more batman about this nonsense. Easy when you're rich, and live in clement gotham city. Or whatever. Argle & also Bargle.

I'd like to really try and manifest some anger or frustration about this, act indignant, but fuck, It's just a drag, it seems, like most misfortunes, to be just some new thing to have to deal with. It's just time, and effort.

Really do need a day off, and a moment of warmth and the Sun. I bet if I had a butler, he'd just always be home and would let me in. I bet Alfred just lets batman in when he's lost his keys on some rooftop somewhere.

Comments

[jjjiii]

Do you have spare keys at least? That's not SO bad. It would still be a good idea to rekey the entry doors if you're concerned about security (I seem to remember you not being so concerned about it before?)

[kingtycoon.livejournal.com]

I got it solved. I don't understand people's fascination with security.

[fizzyland.livejournal.com]

Alfred comes to pick Batman up after he's been doing weaponized hallucinogens in the Bowery. The rest of us have to take transit.

[mordicai.livejournal.com]

Ugh, that blows. How many keys are "your keys"?

[kingtycoon.livejournal.com]

Well, I'll really miss that key to the city I was given for meritorious conduct befitting a batman, but I only really used 3.

Actually - I'll miss the superman shield keyring that I've been rocking since 1994.

[aslant.livejournal.com]

Sucks :(

[kingtycoon.livejournal.com]

Ow! Right in the asthmar.