mea culpa

you get two photos tonight because i feel guilty for doing laundry, cleaning the apartment, washing dishes and watching before sunset instead of actually communicating with anyone. i have worked harder this week, both physically and mentally, than i have in years. i've barely had the energy to climb the stairs home, let alone try to document or relay the experience. i hope that a re-settled home environment and a good night's sleep friday will restore some energy for non-work-related human interaction. teasers: safety shoes, passive-aggressive bullshit, supervisors, uniform follies.