phineasjones

many thanks for all of your congrats. i can't wait to start rehearsing.

my mother sent me this quote yesterday:
derive happiness in oneself from a good day's work, from illuminating the fog that surrounds us. - henri mattisse
i hope that isn't supposed to be a suck-it-up-and-do-your-job sort of message because, dude, mattisse was a painter. i don't think he was talking about entering mutual fund orders and distributing wired messages.

the job wasn't so terrible yesterday, all in all. tedious and boring but... kind of calm at least. except when santa blew up at E when she refused to drop what she was doing (labeling 1500 envelopes for a mailing) to help him plan his vacation. seriously, he yelled at her and stormed into his office and closed the door. she didn't bat an eyelash. she's kind of my hero in that way. she simply refuses to take any shit. it's the only way she could stay there in that ridiculously unhealthy environment so long.

and last night, i made a book! see, even though it's coming upon a year since it was issued, i haven't forgotten the cummings challenge and what i promised people. so last night i made