Shadow Puppet Storyteller

So depressed

I can pick up the pieces again, as far as my writing abscence, yet that doesn't stop the beast from gnawing at my ankles. I've been in the midst of corporate cut-back hell. It's almost freakish to have co-workers sending spam petitions attempting to raise awareness on the improprieties of the very company for which you both work. I'm filling space here, not really writing anything of consequence on what is or is not happening here at the Los Angeles Times. ( I wonder if that's the same unspoken remark the remaining staff in editorial is murmuring to themselves?) I'm just numb. Maybe for once, I'm quite glad I'm not part of management - they're just better paid pawns. Still, I get the feeling they are even more jittery than the rest of us about job stability.