What's it like...hmmm.
Dec. 5th, 2003 03:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgLiving with the effects of Unrepentant Bastard Software:
It's like opening the door and seeing your dog loose, running down the street with tons of bills tucked under her collar. Running away from you. Even looks back, sees you standing there and laughs at you as she keeps running away at full speed.
I gotta go catch her, checking to see if she left any "presents" in the neighbor's yards along the way. Bare-handed.
And I have no idea where the hole in fence is, so I have a good idea I'll be spending most of my day doing this again tomorrow.
The money? Oh hell, I have no time to count how much money she's ditched in her wayward flight. Not a clue.
It's like opening the door and seeing your dog loose, running down the street with tons of bills tucked under her collar. Running away from you. Even looks back, sees you standing there and laughs at you as she keeps running away at full speed.
I gotta go catch her, checking to see if she left any "presents" in the neighbor's yards along the way. Bare-handed.
And I have no idea where the hole in fence is, so I have a good idea I'll be spending most of my day doing this again tomorrow.
The money? Oh hell, I have no time to count how much money she's ditched in her wayward flight. Not a clue.
