It's always worse than they say

doodle

I never had to write stuff on the chalkboard as punishment during school. Then again, the thought of detention scared the shit out of me. I remember intensive crying in elementary school when I was given detention for throwing snowballs while working as a bus monitor (yes, I was a geeky kiss-up in my scholastic years). There were two injustices: first, I don't think any of us threw snowballs that morning; and second, they gave us the option of a week of detention or a month of not being bus monitors. I chose detention for us since it was shorter. Looking back, I should definitely have taken vacation over detention. I can't believe I volunteered to work for free. What was I thinking?

For the record, injustice tastes worse than detention.

Seattle, WA | 2007.07.13 | Cast of Horribles | Blackboard, Meetings, School, Suffering

Why won't they stop talking at us?

doodle

I drew this after a full day of meetings at work. Not the meetings I enjoy: vigorous debate and problem solving. But the meetings I can't stand: constant talking at us, trying to teach or show us something or other. Twenty minutes into these talks I'm wishing for sleep. Unlike the Julies, I can't fall asleep when other people talk. Their voices are too distracting. Instead, I sit and suffer. Toward the end of this particular day, actual tears of boredom were streaming down my face. It happens more than I'm willing to admit.

Another cold day in Seattle. After sleeping away the morning, we spent the day walking around the park. Ziggy still isn't housetrained. At this time, I don't think he ever will be. It's harder than it looks.

Seattle, WA | 2007.07.29 | Cast of Horribles | Chair, Meetings