Blue Collar

Today I worked in a popcorn factory for 8 hours, bagging. After a while it felt like there was nothing else in the universe except for butter, blaring techno music, and the throbbing soreness between my shoulder blades. I think I now understand how people go insane.

Before I left, when I was still innocent of the ways of the Industrial Revolution, I took this picture of our Christmas tree.


Quote:

Whatever you touch and believe in and that seems real for you today, is going to be - like the reality of yesterday - an illusion tomorrow.
[Luigi Pirandello, [u]Six Characters in Search of an Author[/u]]