Bored Ramble

Finally Friday.  Is that a complete sentence?  Probably not...unless you think that the subject-predicate 'It is' is implied.  Anyways, I'm sitting at my desk and the whole office is pretty much empty.  Our 'Winter Gala' is tonight at Avon Old Farms but I'm not going to it.  If I was to attend, I could have gotten out at 4:00, but I'm not so I'm here until 5.  I finished all of my work around 3:00 this afternoon and have been screwing around on the internet for about an hour and a half.  I totally love this job and I'm damn lucky to have it, but I don't know if I really want to do this forever.  The people here are really great, the pay is good and the benefits are amazing.  I get interesting items coming across my desk daily and my position is pretty much fully independent.  I'm definitely going to stay here for at least 2 years because my company will pay for me to get my masters degree after I've been here for one year.  Pretty nice of them to foot the bill, especially since they will essentially be paying for me to get a better job somewhere else unless a position opens up within the firm.  So...what else?  Tonight is shaping up to be good times.  I'm going out with my best friend from K-12 (Kindergarten - 12 grade), his fiance and a bunch of our friends.  Its pretty cool because I hardly ever get to see him anymore because he is a teacher now and he's always grading papers or working on lesson plans.  Whenever we get together we act differently also.  Our mutual friend says that hanging out with us one at a time is normal, but when we get together all hell breaks loose.  Its for that reason that I'm pretty sure his fiance doesn't like me too much.  Heh.  Half an hour left.  I could definitely just get up and leave right now if I was so inclined.  There is really nobody here.  Its just that I don't want to wait outside in the cold for the bus to come.  I'm reading a really good book right now called "Ghost Ship" about the Mary Celeste.  Its based on the accounts written in the Vice Admiralty courts in the 1800's during the salvage hearings.  For those that don't know the story, the Mary Celeste was a merchant brigatine bound for Italy from New York a few years after the American civil war.  After a few weeks at sea, a ship named the Dei Gratia found her abandoned with all her cargo on the open sea.  There were no signs of the crew or any indication of why they left a perfectly seaworthy vessel.  The admiralty court basically tried to convict the crew of the Dei Gratia of stealing the boat or some other method of foul play.  I'm about 3/4 through with it so I guess we'll see.  I was reading 'A Million Little Pieces' but after I heard the guy was full of shit I put that down to read about the ghost ship.  I really like historical stuff a lot better than fiction.  I suppose that historical fiction is ok as long as it is based on historical fact.  One of my favorite books ever was 'The Source' by James Michner.  I didn't want that book to end.  Hey hey, its 4:40.  Dang, that last 10 minutes went by quickly.  This is probably boring the hell out of you so you might as well stop now because it isn't going to get any better.  Hell, its probably not even going to maintain its current entertainment status.  I'm sensing an abrupt nose-dive because whenever I start writing about writing, you know its just going to trail off into mediocrity.  Well, I suppose trailing off into mediocrity kind of implies that this blog post had previously inhabited a stratum of goodness somewhat above mediocrity.  We all know that is a lie and not a very entertaining lie at that.  Oh, this is such a wonderful crash-and-burn.  Flames and debris everywhere.  I can almost smell burning jet fuel as I take off my giant aviator goggles and survey the wreckage.  As I step over a smoking pile of incomplete sentences and poor grammar I hear a voice in the distance.  It sounds like Jennifer Lopez...or its the cleaning lady.  Yep, its the cleaning lady.  Alright, time to go home.