Monthly Archives: August 2002

Wooooork stuff

[ mood | anxious ]
[ music | Tool – “Hooker With a Penis” ]

So got some interesting news at work today. If it works out, it should be a good thing… but don’t want to jinx it. In other work news, one of my co-workers again told me the story of how she made out with another one of my female co-workers. ‘Cept in this version of the story, there was much more detail. She’s so evil.

It’s been a while

[ mood | tired ]
[ music | Duran Duran – “So Long Suicide” ]

I’m too tired to write the long-ass rant I feel like writing, but here are some bullet points.

  • My boss is still driving me nuts
  • My boss’ boss is still awesome. We bonded even more this week.
  • Acquaintances who attempt to kill themselves while you chat on IM isn’t a fun way to spend a Wednesday evening.
  • Spending a half-day editing video for a person, only to find you’ve lost their contact info and have no way to let them know it’s done is a pain in the ass.
  • Maybe not everyone who makes up a name for themselves is an ass.
  • Meteor shower tonight… I will do my darnest to see some fall despite the light pollution. I saw 10 last year.
  • It’s a good thing I’m seeing Tool on Tuesday. I need a release.
  • A two hour phone conversation with a long-lost high school best friend is awesome.
  • So is laughing so hard with that person that I nearly pissed myself.
  • Someone who totally rocks my world, and who I connect with on a unique level is coming to visit soon. I can’t wait.
  • So fucking tired.