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...they can hear it all the way to EGYPT. *screams*

Thanks to my uber-typing-spawn, I typed too fast, and was flat-out booted in the middle of what *I* thought was a clever lil update. GREAAAAAAAAAAAAt.

She's having dinner with her stepmom tonight, which means no cookeeng for me! Yay. After today -- and the major project gliches herein -- I wasn't about to go gently into that great kitchen. More like kickin' and screaming, maybe. Anyway, I figured that she'd have fun eating out, even if I was cooking her favorite. It can wait until la manana. It's not like I've been really eating all week, unless the rip-off $.50 bag of Cheese Nips count. I'm not thinking so, since those freakin' bags have *maybe* three or four broken crusts of cheese nip corners in 'em. RIP OFFFFFFF. GAH. Today, I broke down and bought a $1.99 BOX OF 'EM. WEEEE! That lasted all of two hours, since my cow-orkers wanted "a handful each." Goody. Cheese Nips have been the meal du jour all week for me. I could never survive the Adkins Diet. I lurves some starches, no matter what form they take, even Cheese Nip crusts.

Rambing on as usual, so skip it...
I'm TOTALLY happy, as I've not had to deal with psycho for...gah, how long has it been? I think we all have lefthand_path to thank for that. ;-) I think insane people recognize other insane people when they see 'em. Hahhahahaha. I'm kidding, John. ;-) Whatever the case, I feel like I can actually breathe easier, now that I'm not getting hit up with stupid e-mail, "freaky" addresses or having my computer hacked by that wombat. Actually, I wouldn't have even thought about him (or his weird disappearance) had it not been for the stupidity comparison I made with he and our IT guys at work (who're as clueless as the day is long). I could SO be in charge of that group. What a bunch of idiots. Er. I'm not gonna expound on work anymore than I already have, since I've thoroughly read our "procedural" rules/manual, which clearly states that revealing, well, anything about the company could be grounds for termination.


Yeahhh buddy. And now, whomever is bored enough to read this far understands why I never ever never talk about work, and the UBER FUN I typically have. ;-) Or something.

Poor Yoda
I'd like to add, for the record, that the E-bay drawing that's being sold of Yoda is so horrible that it doesn't LOOK like Yoda. LOL. Er...and if that equipment is supposed to be...well, THERE, then it should be. It kinda resembles an old Greek statue. Hahahaha. Mkay...enough of all that. I'm just sayin'...*I* could do better with a crayon/chalk and sidewalk.

The rest of the weekend
Dunno that I'll get to update or be online the rest of this weekend, since Kelsey now has in her possession The Sims (which, incidentally I've never played); and I believe it's online-interactive, non? Not sure...but I KNOW she'll wanna bogart the phone line, no doubt, which'll leave me all sad and alone. LOL. I need to get my hair cut again, and she just got hers alllllllllllll cut off to my length. It looks awesome on her. :) Then again, everything looks awesome on her, so ja.

We HAVE to go shopping whether I like it or not. So I need to buck up and get prepared for all that. Gotta hit the grocery stoe, Bed, Bath & Beyond (weeee! lurve that place) and a couple of others. I HATE SHOPPING. And having said all that, and TOTALLY neglecting what I originally wanted to write about, I shall end this drivel here.

Oy tai?


( 11 whispered — Whisper to me )
Jan. 29th, 2005 01:55 am (UTC)
a bit ago, i bought a payday at work and it neglected to come out of the machine, so i left a note. i was off a few days, and my coworker in the warehouse told me the snack dude put my money on the note. of course, i come back and its gone.

i want to post a note on the bulletin board: "If you have to steal someone's money, maybe you should let us know and we could pass the hat around for you. or maybe you can open a savings account and put twenty cents in a week so you can maybe one day afford to buy your own freaking candy bar."

the sims can be on-line interactive, but you can also play it by yourself.

glad to hear about the odd emails and what not. maybe a drift has been acquired, so to speak.

yoda. gotta see.

shopping. bed bath and beyond. sounds like fun to me!

Jan. 29th, 2005 12:36 pm (UTC)
OMG I'd so get my money back, I don't CARE if it's only $.55. GrrRRr.

Ummm...although I LURVE Bed, Bath & Beyonds stuff, and want one of everything there, I HATE GOING OUT AND GETTING INNIT. Blah.

Right now, it looks like it's either going to snow or rain. I'm skeert.
Jan. 29th, 2005 01:55 pm (UTC)
some freezin here, but not enough to close the store.

ah well, money is needed.
Jan. 29th, 2005 03:34 pm (UTC)
Eh? Money?
Jan. 29th, 2005 09:57 pm (UTC)
oh, just i need to go to work so i can make some money. if the store was closed, i most likely wouldn't get paid because i'm not 'full time.'
Jan. 29th, 2005 10:56 pm (UTC)
See, once again, you're TOTALLY losing me.

*is lost*

*is getting used to being lost*
Jan. 30th, 2005 01:29 am (UTC)
er, now i'm lost, too.

everyone was yammerin' about how they wished the store was closed b/c of freezing rain. i was like 'a job's a job, doofy!'
Jan. 31st, 2005 12:16 am (UTC)
Well yeah. And they should appreciate all that.
Jan. 30th, 2005 01:30 am (UTC)
the only map you need for me is the map to your heart!!!
Jan. 31st, 2005 12:17 am (UTC)

Jan. 31st, 2005 12:20 am (UTC)
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