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Monday, February 24, 2003

We moved desks on Friday. Everybody in my group, as well as a few others, switched around in the grown-up, and more equitable, version of musical chairs. The end result is that I now sit where I originally sat as of my hiring. I have come full circle.

As a creature of habit, I'm a little uneasy. I can't put my right leg up on my cpu, rest my left foot on the power supply, or dart my eyes around in the accustomed fashion to check on the availability of coworkers. I'm farther from the kitchen, but closer to the bathroom. It's not all bad, just unsettling.

As I was exiting a cab last night, I reached into my wallet to pay the fare and out popped a Swiss franc. I haven't been to Switzerland in close to six years (unlike some), but I've kept some various currency tucked away as a reminder of my fleeting time there. It's funny - all the times over the past six years that I've reached for down home 'merican currency (last night was a "Jackson" I believe) nothing else has come out. Yet there it was, a rose-colored 20 note staring me in the face as I tried to mentally tabulate the proper amount of change for which to ask.

Awash in a wave of sentimentality bordering on maudlin, I came to a few realizations:

1) My wallet is absurdly old and cluttered. I could probably reduce its bulk by close to 50% with a little spring cleaning (an idiomatic expression predicated upon a time of year when it's not freezing or snowing, a season I'm beginning to believe doesn't really exist).
2) Do I really still need my AAA card when I don't even have a car?
3) I've been stateside for too long. A year from now, I'd love to have some Yuan and Pesetas nestled amongst what I'm certain will be a comically copious amount of Benjamans (come on IPO!).

I don't, at the moment, have the money to travel to exotic locales (read: beyond New Jersey) for the weekend (unlike some), let alone for any extended period of time (unlike some). But I want to. Badly.

And so I sit here, frustrated that I had to move away from my old desk, and wishing I'd been displaced 10,000 kilometers instead of 10,000 millimeters. This wasn't the move I had in mind.

Funny how we loathe the little transmutations and long for the large.

Posted by morland @ 12:34 PM

:: Comments ::

technically, you should've linked to cristina's non-existent web-page. as we all know, i don't have any of the money, as i've heard it called.

Posted by: Josh on February 24, 2003 01:05 PM

Yeah, but you get to go to Philly, which is ever so far away.

Posted by: Anna on February 24, 2003 02:05 PM

Alas, Morland. You are foolish, just like all the other mortals. Perhaps you should have thought about your desire to travel before you wasted your three wishes on Egyptian low budget granny porn, bigger genitals, and the removal of your Margeret Thatcher shaped birthmark. Better luck next time! Muhahahahaha...

Posted by: Genie in the lamp on February 24, 2003 04:48 PM

yeah i gotta clean out my wallet too. there's too many reminders of the sweet, sensual times i've had with ms. orland.

sorry i had to pay you in canadollars last time.

holla back young en

Posted by: graham on February 25, 2003 10:25 AM

"I don't, at the moment, have the money to travel to exotic locales."

Since when is New Jersey no longer exotic? And, since when do you need "money" to travel. I currently have less than 200 USD in my BoA account.

{moment of refelction}

Uh-oh. I just sent my father an email asking him to deposit some dough into my account.

Posted by: Al on February 27, 2003 04:39 AM

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