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angelchicken1) Talked with big boss today about her thinking I'm playing on the computer and have even the tiniest bit if free time when I am not lunching. She was cool. Understood and said she would have felt the same way and said something as well. I also showed her the eight pages (16 if front & back count as pages separately) of everything I have been doing. On day's I'm not busy. The past three days when I have gone into work with nothing to do. She was impressed. In your face, Space Coyote!
2) Boss is still a bitch and a c-word and I hate, hate, hate her. She suggested I take home a book of forms and go over them. Yeah. Like that'll happen. I told her I would go over them when I had some free time at work. I sure as hell won't be dealing with this job in my off hours. It's hellish enough as is.
3) Due to a random string of events, I ended up being the receptionist for about two and a half hours today. Periods of boredom followed by periods of psycho-insanity. My respect for the receptionists of the world has increased by a whole bunch. And I had a bunch of respect in the first place. And how lucky for me that I had to shut down both the reception area and my own stuff. Because that was in no way insane.
4) Weekend was cold. Saturday sloth lead to Sunday psycho-cleaning. I vacuumed. I dusted. I washed and scrubbed and reorganized. I have literally, over the past six months, cleaned out every corner of the main room of my apartment. Officially. Holy fuck. How'd that happen? Now, onto my dressing room and medicine cabinet.
5) Old boss, who I e-mailed last week about maybe finding something new in corporate, called today. While I was at lunch. I called him back and missed him. Tag, he's it. Even if he has nothing for me, I am so, so glad he called back. I need to not work at RGBC anymore.
6) After my mondo-productivity I chilled and read a lot of AU Spuffy stuff. I was in le mood /Sebastian from The Little Mermaid. I read a lot of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kantayra's stuff because I makes me happy. I especially like "Touch Me" and "Balancing the Scales". All around good fun. You know what other AU fic I like? "About a Boy" by dee12 over at ff.net. Lord, I remember when FF.net was having tons of server problems and going off line for weeks at a time and I was just bereaved. Now I almost never go there. Know where else I never go? TWoP. My job leaves me bitter enough, thank you.
7) Guacamole Doritos are the perfect end to any meal.
8) I don't want to go to Stupid Ex's party this weekend. I probably won't.
9) Hands are still dry, though less painful (at the moment. This afternoon, not so much). I bought the Cocoabutter creamsallyanne suggested and Aquaphor which is like Vaseline which was suggested by sunbrae. You know what else I bought? Utterly Smooth. Utter cream. They had it and, quite frankly, how could I not? Every so often my utters need a good creaming. And don't that sound filthy! No, seriously. I am using it on my hands and it's not bad. But it is like Bag Balm and Mane & Tail shampoo. Utter cream is actually meant for the utter of a cow. It's a topsy-turvy world.
10) I can't type/write/read "frankly" or "quite frankly" without thinking of the Marsters. He always says it, and always really seriously. Makes me want to laugh at him. And, of course, jump his bones. But, as I have said before, he could be reading the phonebook like it was Shakespeare and I would want to jump his bones. He is just deeeee-licious! Finger licking good.
11) My mom called me for her island adventure. She is having an okay time. Stressed about making an effort, but loving the “Private island in the Bahamas” part of it. What? Me? Jealous? Too right. I hope she meets a Cabana boy and has raucous sex with him, but never tells me about it.
2) Boss is still a bitch and a c-word and I hate, hate, hate her. She suggested I take home a book of forms and go over them. Yeah. Like that'll happen. I told her I would go over them when I had some free time at work. I sure as hell won't be dealing with this job in my off hours. It's hellish enough as is.
3) Due to a random string of events, I ended up being the receptionist for about two and a half hours today. Periods of boredom followed by periods of psycho-insanity. My respect for the receptionists of the world has increased by a whole bunch. And I had a bunch of respect in the first place. And how lucky for me that I had to shut down both the reception area and my own stuff. Because that was in no way insane.
4) Weekend was cold. Saturday sloth lead to Sunday psycho-cleaning. I vacuumed. I dusted. I washed and scrubbed and reorganized. I have literally, over the past six months, cleaned out every corner of the main room of my apartment. Officially. Holy fuck. How'd that happen? Now, onto my dressing room and medicine cabinet.
5) Old boss, who I e-mailed last week about maybe finding something new in corporate, called today. While I was at lunch. I called him back and missed him. Tag, he's it. Even if he has nothing for me, I am so, so glad he called back. I need to not work at RGBC anymore.
6) After my mondo-productivity I chilled and read a lot of AU Spuffy stuff. I was in le mood /Sebastian from The Little Mermaid. I read a lot of
kantayra's stuff because I makes me happy. I especially like "Touch Me" and "Balancing the Scales". All around good fun. You know what other AU fic I like? "About a Boy" by dee12 over at ff.net. Lord, I remember when FF.net was having tons of server problems and going off line for weeks at a time and I was just bereaved. Now I almost never go there. Know where else I never go? TWoP. My job leaves me bitter enough, thank you. 7) Guacamole Doritos are the perfect end to any meal.
8) I don't want to go to Stupid Ex's party this weekend. I probably won't.
9) Hands are still dry, though less painful (at the moment. This afternoon, not so much). I bought the Cocoabutter cream
sallyanne suggested and Aquaphor which is like Vaseline which was suggested by sunbrae. You know what else I bought? Utterly Smooth. Utter cream. They had it and, quite frankly, how could I not? Every so often my utters need a good creaming. And don't that sound filthy! No, seriously. I am using it on my hands and it's not bad. But it is like Bag Balm and Mane & Tail shampoo. Utter cream is actually meant for the utter of a cow. It's a topsy-turvy world.10) I can't type/write/read "frankly" or "quite frankly" without thinking of the Marsters. He always says it, and always really seriously. Makes me want to laugh at him. And, of course, jump his bones. But, as I have said before, he could be reading the phonebook like it was Shakespeare and I would want to jump his bones. He is just deeeee-licious! Finger licking good.
11) My mom called me for her island adventure. She is having an okay time. Stressed about making an effort, but loving the “Private island in the Bahamas” part of it. What? Me? Jealous? Too right. I hope she meets a Cabana boy and has raucous sex with him, but never tells me about it.
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Date: 2004-01-14 01:39 pm (UTC)6) Yeah, TWoP and bitter. It just became unbearable.
8) Don't go. Avoiding Stupid Ex is also a good thing. Unless you expect people to be there you actually want to see, as opposed to Stupid Friends of Stupid Ex.
9) This is hysterical (as well as valuable info for we dry-skin victims), but there's no way I could make a comment that didn't sound dirty. Now I just have to resist saying I'm keeping my hands off the udders. Damn, I blew it.
10) God yes. He doesn't have to shut up while you ravish him. He can just say anything.
11) I hope she does, too.