Any day now, Any day now now

The super-duper-seekrit project I’ve been working on the last couple months get announced next week. I’m waiting to see if that means my life gets quieter, or if that means we’ve just been in teh forplay phase and are about to get down for some long hard fucking.

Any day now,
Any day, now now

Unplug future plans;
Finger-paint the sun on you,
Shake your bag o’bones,
Shake your bag o’bones,
Mend your missing links,
I think trust should be the glue,
Shake your bag o’bones,
Shake your bag o’bones,

     -XTC, Nearly Africa

A rare work-related entry. I’m sorry, I promise I’ll post something really dirty real soon now.

The super-duper-seekrit project I’ve been working on the last couple months gets announced next week. Then I can finally tell you about it.

I’m waiting to see if that means my life gets quieter, or if that means we’ve just been in the foreplay phase and are about to get down for some long hard fucking.

Wait, I distracted myself with that metaphor.

Anyway it’s that waiting-on-the-edge feeling that gets me. Knowing something’s about to happen and not knowing what. I’m comfortable dealing that feeling to someone else; close you eyes and wait for it. But you blindfold me, I’ll always try to peek.

I do not, as a rule, wait well.

Things at work are tense, and confused. They’re also exciting and dynamic. Things are happening, changing. I like the chaos; I like the change. I thrive on these things. But I have a feeling my job’s going to be very different very soon.

It’s the waiting. It’s the not knowing.

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