Dearest Nightskye,
Tough it out there buddy! I take offense to your remark. You are correct in surmising that you don't get to know Tempest's secret just because it drives you insane. I might have relented and told you just to put you out of your misery, but I have now decided to advise Purge and Tempest to string you along.
No secrets for you! Suffer.
XXX OOO
The Original Dirt Spreader
Friday, August 10, 2001
Short day at work. DaveGrips picked me up at the dealership and drove me to Blixx's car. I'm scooting out of here at 2pm to finish cleaning the house and return the hundreds of empties littering my kitchen. Blixx went off last night on how
Blixx came home beat last night and thankfully DaveGrips was over or we really would have gotten into it. He was looking for a fight and I was more than happy to oblige him. He had a rough day at work, didn't get home until almost 9pm...I'll cut him some slack THIS TIME! Blixx didn't even notice that I'd actually dusted everything in the house last night and straightened up the bookcases in the living room and cleaned the bathroom and
Tempest told me the secret! Naa Na Na NAAA Na!! I know something you don't know! Poor Nightskye just has to be patient. Too bad that isn't one of his strong points. HA HA!
Everything causes Cancer. If we worry about each and every little thing, we'll drive ourselves mad. Then we'd be crazy...and have cancer.
I heard a story on the news today that two guys survived their boat capsizing by holding onto a beer cooler. Unfortunately, they had to ditch the 3 sixpacks inside. Is that really surviving? I think it's a quality of life issue.
Youngster was almost in a 3 way last night. Gotta go get the details on this one...
Into the future...
Blixx came home beat last night and thankfully DaveGrips was over or we really would have gotten into it. He was looking for a fight and I was more than happy to oblige him. He had a rough day at work, didn't get home until almost 9pm...I'll cut him some slack THIS TIME! Blixx didn't even notice that I'd actually dusted everything in the house last night and straightened up the bookcases in the living room and cleaned the bathroom and
Tempest told me the secret! Naa Na Na NAAA Na!! I know something you don't know! Poor Nightskye just has to be patient. Too bad that isn't one of his strong points. HA HA!
Everything causes Cancer. If we worry about each and every little thing, we'll drive ourselves mad. Then we'd be crazy...and have cancer.
I heard a story on the news today that two guys survived their boat capsizing by holding onto a beer cooler. Unfortunately, they had to ditch the 3 sixpacks inside. Is that really surviving? I think it's a quality of life issue.
Youngster was almost in a 3 way last night. Gotta go get the details on this one...
Into the future...
Thursday, August 09, 2001
I don't know why I continue to torture myself with HTML, but I just can't seem to help myself.
The computers are still all screwed up here at work and I still can't get the phone reports I need. Total bummer on that, since I've had the telesales department up my ass all week, like it's my fault.
Into the future...
The computers are still all screwed up here at work and I still can't get the phone reports I need. Total bummer on that, since I've had the telesales department up my ass all week, like it's my fault.
Into the future...
Wednesday, August 08, 2001
Let me begin by telling you that you must all watch USANetworks tonight at 10pm to catch at least a little bit of Cannonball Run 2001. It’s a hoot! Six teams are racing across the US in wacky cars, facing challenges along the way. They all started out as 2 person teams, then the network added a third to keep it interesting. One team is called Third Wheel and it’s Ken & Barbie, with Ken’s ex-girlfriend as the surprise 3rd team member. The poor dide is in hell, cuz the girls are getting along! They fight, they make up. He’s feeling like the girls are ignoring him and spending too much time together…I laugh every time. Check it out!
Bad day. Reports have been off the last few days and I just was told this morning, so we’ve got to re-do the month. They installed new print drivers last night so now the entire company can’t print. Gimp is back from hip replacement surgery and it just as disagreeable as when she left. She has a habit of not speaking to me directly that drives me up one wall and down the other. “QuietGuy? Do we have to do the suchandsuch for soandso?” She’ll ask, when I’ve just that morning told her how it should be done. I’m the lead in the department but she refuses to acknowledge me – so she must die.
A/C still isn’t fixed in my car and I swear I almost passed out yesterday. I could hardly make it upstairs to the apartment. It should get fixed today, but I may have to leave the car and walk the 4 blocks home – not a huge distance, except in a heat wave. The customer service manager from Speedy has not returned either of my messages – I will be taking out all frustration on them later.
Blixx invited some friends over to watch football on Friday night. I guess the Patriots are going to kill the Giants (just looking for a fight, my NY friends). Anyway, this is DrJim and his wife HighOctane - and I don’t want them to see my crappy apartment. I’m freaking out that I’ll have nice people in my waterstained 3 room apartment – I don’t even know where we’ll squeeze them all in! There’s a reason that I don’t invite people over - I’m embarrassed at the crap we have crammed behind the couches and under tables. DaveGrips comes over to shit on the floor, so what do I care if my laundry lives under the kitchen table for lack of space. Toad isn’t too big of a deal either – he’s a total neat freak and I couldn’t live up to his standards, no matter how hard I scrubbed and cleaned. But DrJim & wife are like real adults who live in a nicely decorated house and always put out a great spread when we come over.
Blixx tells me to relax – we’ll only serve beer and maybe chips and watch the game. That CT upbringing tells me that we should at least serve desert. In fact, if we invite them for desert it is clear that no substantial feedings will be taking place and that they should eat on their own. Then there’s the cleaning – I was almost late this morning because I was trying to get the soap scum off the shower doors. We’ve got to get all the empties that are in a stack out of the kitchen, scrub down the bathroom completely, find a space for the crap behind the phone table….ug! I don’t know how I’m going to get all the cleaning and shopping done, while getting my car fixed, getting a haircut and preparing for the rest of the weekend’s festivities.
While all of this is going down, Blixx is working for Home & Garden TV. I’ll let you all know when the shows are on, because he’s actually shooting footage. He leaves the house at 5:30am and doesn’t return until 8pmish. He then has to check his e-mail and do business stuff, eat dinner then it’s time for bed so he can get enough sleep for the next day. When the guests arrive on Friday, I bet you that he won’t even be home yet! And, he wants me to socialize and bond with HighOctane. As you may recall, she’s a super nice person and it’s not that I dislike her. It’s just that she never ever ever shuts up. Not for a second, and when I’ve been drinking and smoking up a storm I need some quiet time now and again. On our camping trip, I learned intimate details of her life and marriage that I never needed to know. If Blixx thinks I’ll be off in the kitchen gabbing it up with her he’s out of his mind, and I’ve told him so. She makes my head hurt.
Back to solving the computer problems of the world…
(pause for work)
The f*cking part for the A/C is on backorder and Speedy won't be able to get it for several weeks! District Manager finally called me back after I left a VM indicating that I'm reporting them to AAA. He says they never should have touched my A/C in the first place! I'm getting the $60 back that I paid for the recharge and a $50 gift certificate. I plan to take the GC, set it on fire in a bag of dogshit and leave it on their front door. They suggest I go straight to a GM dealership to get the part directly.
I called 6 local (& out of the way) dealerships. Most said that there's a minimum 2 week wait on A/C repairs. The place where I got my car can squeeze me on on Friday, which means I have to take time off work. Blixx can't help me out with a ride because he's working, and I don't know anyone from here who lives on that side of Worcester. I can rent a car, but the dealer is going to charge me $125 just to LOOK at the damn A/C so I don't want to incur the additional expense. So I get to take a day off to sit in the waiting room of the Chevy dealership - I'll probably have Teacher and V pick me up and take me home, but it still means I'm without a car all day. Blixx would have to take me to pick the thing up either late Fri - which can't happen cuz people are coming over - or Saturday morning.
Take it out, it hurts!
Into the future...
Bad day. Reports have been off the last few days and I just was told this morning, so we’ve got to re-do the month. They installed new print drivers last night so now the entire company can’t print. Gimp is back from hip replacement surgery and it just as disagreeable as when she left. She has a habit of not speaking to me directly that drives me up one wall and down the other. “QuietGuy? Do we have to do the suchandsuch for soandso?” She’ll ask, when I’ve just that morning told her how it should be done. I’m the lead in the department but she refuses to acknowledge me – so she must die.
A/C still isn’t fixed in my car and I swear I almost passed out yesterday. I could hardly make it upstairs to the apartment. It should get fixed today, but I may have to leave the car and walk the 4 blocks home – not a huge distance, except in a heat wave. The customer service manager from Speedy has not returned either of my messages – I will be taking out all frustration on them later.
Blixx invited some friends over to watch football on Friday night. I guess the Patriots are going to kill the Giants (just looking for a fight, my NY friends). Anyway, this is DrJim and his wife HighOctane - and I don’t want them to see my crappy apartment. I’m freaking out that I’ll have nice people in my waterstained 3 room apartment – I don’t even know where we’ll squeeze them all in! There’s a reason that I don’t invite people over - I’m embarrassed at the crap we have crammed behind the couches and under tables. DaveGrips comes over to shit on the floor, so what do I care if my laundry lives under the kitchen table for lack of space. Toad isn’t too big of a deal either – he’s a total neat freak and I couldn’t live up to his standards, no matter how hard I scrubbed and cleaned. But DrJim & wife are like real adults who live in a nicely decorated house and always put out a great spread when we come over.
Blixx tells me to relax – we’ll only serve beer and maybe chips and watch the game. That CT upbringing tells me that we should at least serve desert. In fact, if we invite them for desert it is clear that no substantial feedings will be taking place and that they should eat on their own. Then there’s the cleaning – I was almost late this morning because I was trying to get the soap scum off the shower doors. We’ve got to get all the empties that are in a stack out of the kitchen, scrub down the bathroom completely, find a space for the crap behind the phone table….ug! I don’t know how I’m going to get all the cleaning and shopping done, while getting my car fixed, getting a haircut and preparing for the rest of the weekend’s festivities.
While all of this is going down, Blixx is working for Home & Garden TV. I’ll let you all know when the shows are on, because he’s actually shooting footage. He leaves the house at 5:30am and doesn’t return until 8pmish. He then has to check his e-mail and do business stuff, eat dinner then it’s time for bed so he can get enough sleep for the next day. When the guests arrive on Friday, I bet you that he won’t even be home yet! And, he wants me to socialize and bond with HighOctane. As you may recall, she’s a super nice person and it’s not that I dislike her. It’s just that she never ever ever shuts up. Not for a second, and when I’ve been drinking and smoking up a storm I need some quiet time now and again. On our camping trip, I learned intimate details of her life and marriage that I never needed to know. If Blixx thinks I’ll be off in the kitchen gabbing it up with her he’s out of his mind, and I’ve told him so. She makes my head hurt.
Back to solving the computer problems of the world…
(pause for work)
The f*cking part for the A/C is on backorder and Speedy won't be able to get it for several weeks! District Manager finally called me back after I left a VM indicating that I'm reporting them to AAA. He says they never should have touched my A/C in the first place! I'm getting the $60 back that I paid for the recharge and a $50 gift certificate. I plan to take the GC, set it on fire in a bag of dogshit and leave it on their front door. They suggest I go straight to a GM dealership to get the part directly.
I called 6 local (& out of the way) dealerships. Most said that there's a minimum 2 week wait on A/C repairs. The place where I got my car can squeeze me on on Friday, which means I have to take time off work. Blixx can't help me out with a ride because he's working, and I don't know anyone from here who lives on that side of Worcester. I can rent a car, but the dealer is going to charge me $125 just to LOOK at the damn A/C so I don't want to incur the additional expense. So I get to take a day off to sit in the waiting room of the Chevy dealership - I'll probably have Teacher and V pick me up and take me home, but it still means I'm without a car all day. Blixx would have to take me to pick the thing up either late Fri - which can't happen cuz people are coming over - or Saturday morning.
Take it out, it hurts!
Into the future...
Tuesday, August 07, 2001
Monday, August 06, 2001
I just read this and I find it a little hard to believe. A swizzle stick that can detect date rape drugs. Damn! What will then think of next?
Into the future...
Into the future...
Congratulations to JoJo and Chulo! JoJo informed me this morning that she's pregnant! Great news - and I'm glad you had a good wedding night after all the agrivation at the reception. Let's all start thinking boy names.
The weekend was soggy. Blixx went camping Friday night, so I had the house to myself. I rented “Save the Last Dance” and suffered through the plot holes and bad editing. Yes, I said editing. My husband has ruined movies for me by making me aware of how they work, or rather how they SHOULD work. Anyway, I went into the rental knowing that the movie would be crap (MTV Productions), but I was unaware of the level of crap.
Actually, I started Saturday off by waking far too early, for no reason I could comprehend. There I was at 7:20 am all wide-awake. I watched cartoons for a bit, but those f*cking Pokeman are everywhere at that hour so I gave up. I was scheduled to bring my car down to Speedy to get the air conditioning fixed once and for all, so I decided to go for it.
Ok, so this is the third time I’ve brought the car in to fix the thunking noise in the A/C and I’m already pissed. When I’d called on Thursday to set this up, the manager Bonehead (no point in talking to peons) assured me that if it wasn’t working after the recharge (that I don’t remember authorizing), then it must be the switch. Apparently, this is a common problem with GM cars. I say great, and tell him I’ll be there no later than 10am so he can fix the car right up.
I get there Saturday and at first I’m told that it’s really busy, they are down a mechanic and he doesn’t know when he’ll be able to look at my car. It is at this point that I decide to wait. Once he’s sure that I’m not going away any time soon (there was some dramatic pacing, watch checking and glaring into the shop) he goes and checks my car. I then begin to rehearse my indignant speech about how I’m not going to pay full price, third trip in etc.
After about ½ hour, Bonehead comes out and confirms that it is in fact the switch that’s our problem. At least he recognizes that it’s his problem too. He then informs me that he’ll have to order the part and he can’t do that until Monday. The SOB didn’t think to order one for me when I’d scheduled the morning appointment! He has no response when I ask him. Nothing to say!!! Jerkoff! Oh, I’m mad as Hell! I’ve reported the shop to their corporate office, as well as to AAA. I won’t call the Better Business Bureau until I find out if there is going to be a charge for the service. Bastards think they can screw with me?!
Funny answering machine messages.
No swimming due to the moist conditions, but I did manage to nap at DaveGrips with his poor lonely cat that gets no attention. Is that wacky - to nap at a friend's house while they are on vacation? Then wacky I am!
Blixx came home Saturday night and told me how nice the weather was in NH. Crapass! (Copywrite Nightskye). We watched FarScape hung out close to home. I can’t believe they killed off one of the beautiful sexy Crightons! That one was Tempest’s. How will they get the neural clone of Scorpie out of my Crighton’s head now that Jack is gone? BazarJ greeted me with this question before I could even have my coffee this morning. He’s alway's been a risk taker.
Sunday was spent at the Laundromat washing just about everything we own. We’ve been existing on a load here and there at Toad’s or DaveGrip’s but we hadn’t done EVERYTHING in months – literally. It’s good to have clean matching sheets again, and all my nice undies are fresh and clean. No more of the panda bear cotton briefs with frayed elastics. Blixx is so pleased.
I am pleased as well – we had date night last night. I never knew the Simpsons could be so hot. I hope I’ve embarrassed you Blixx. You are cute when you blush.
A big blogger welcome to Rhinogirl – aka Nightskye’s Angel.
It’s 95 degrees outside right now and I don’t have air conditioning. It’s going to be one of those weeks, I can already tell.
Into the future…
The weekend was soggy. Blixx went camping Friday night, so I had the house to myself. I rented “Save the Last Dance” and suffered through the plot holes and bad editing. Yes, I said editing. My husband has ruined movies for me by making me aware of how they work, or rather how they SHOULD work. Anyway, I went into the rental knowing that the movie would be crap (MTV Productions), but I was unaware of the level of crap.
Actually, I started Saturday off by waking far too early, for no reason I could comprehend. There I was at 7:20 am all wide-awake. I watched cartoons for a bit, but those f*cking Pokeman are everywhere at that hour so I gave up. I was scheduled to bring my car down to Speedy to get the air conditioning fixed once and for all, so I decided to go for it.
Ok, so this is the third time I’ve brought the car in to fix the thunking noise in the A/C and I’m already pissed. When I’d called on Thursday to set this up, the manager Bonehead (no point in talking to peons) assured me that if it wasn’t working after the recharge (that I don’t remember authorizing), then it must be the switch. Apparently, this is a common problem with GM cars. I say great, and tell him I’ll be there no later than 10am so he can fix the car right up.
I get there Saturday and at first I’m told that it’s really busy, they are down a mechanic and he doesn’t know when he’ll be able to look at my car. It is at this point that I decide to wait. Once he’s sure that I’m not going away any time soon (there was some dramatic pacing, watch checking and glaring into the shop) he goes and checks my car. I then begin to rehearse my indignant speech about how I’m not going to pay full price, third trip in etc.
After about ½ hour, Bonehead comes out and confirms that it is in fact the switch that’s our problem. At least he recognizes that it’s his problem too. He then informs me that he’ll have to order the part and he can’t do that until Monday. The SOB didn’t think to order one for me when I’d scheduled the morning appointment! He has no response when I ask him. Nothing to say!!! Jerkoff! Oh, I’m mad as Hell! I’ve reported the shop to their corporate office, as well as to AAA. I won’t call the Better Business Bureau until I find out if there is going to be a charge for the service. Bastards think they can screw with me?!
Funny answering machine messages.
No swimming due to the moist conditions, but I did manage to nap at DaveGrips with his poor lonely cat that gets no attention. Is that wacky - to nap at a friend's house while they are on vacation? Then wacky I am!
Blixx came home Saturday night and told me how nice the weather was in NH. Crapass! (Copywrite Nightskye). We watched FarScape hung out close to home. I can’t believe they killed off one of the beautiful sexy Crightons! That one was Tempest’s. How will they get the neural clone of Scorpie out of my Crighton’s head now that Jack is gone? BazarJ greeted me with this question before I could even have my coffee this morning. He’s alway's been a risk taker.
Sunday was spent at the Laundromat washing just about everything we own. We’ve been existing on a load here and there at Toad’s or DaveGrip’s but we hadn’t done EVERYTHING in months – literally. It’s good to have clean matching sheets again, and all my nice undies are fresh and clean. No more of the panda bear cotton briefs with frayed elastics. Blixx is so pleased.
I am pleased as well – we had date night last night. I never knew the Simpsons could be so hot. I hope I’ve embarrassed you Blixx. You are cute when you blush.
A big blogger welcome to Rhinogirl – aka Nightskye’s Angel.
It’s 95 degrees outside right now and I don’t have air conditioning. It’s going to be one of those weeks, I can already tell.
Into the future…
Thursday, August 02, 2001
Smoker's Rights
So, I’m getting more responsibility at work, but not any more money. I don’t know if these new tasks (including hiring & payroll for the entire department) are being pawned off on me, or given in the hope that I’ll excel and eventually get promoted. *Sigh* The bitches here don’t like me, although Youngster is smart enough to hide her distain well.
We didn't go kayaking last night. By the time I got over there it was just too late to get everyting together and go. So, we sat around drinkign & smoking & eating BBQ. It was a nice evening, especially so because Toad had just returned from rafting the Colorado River with his friends Anti-Bill and Renegade. Man, there were some good stories. I think we're heading out there next year.
Drunk Cat
Blixx and Toad are going camping Friday night into Saturday. I think I'll be floating in DaveGrips pool all day - weather permitting.
BazarJ and his wife Combatboots are expecting another child in April. Congrats! I say he deserves a girl...I'm looking forward to having dinner with him and his family next weekend. Remind me to bring salad.
Cow F*cker???
Speaking of cows, does anyone want to go to The Big E with us the weekend of September 22nd? We went last year and the people watching alone was worth the price of addmission. I also want to try to coordinate a trip the The Durham Fair, which is that following weekend.
The rest of the summer is starting to fill up as far as weekend plans, which is refreshing. I like it when we have something to do. Our friend Callista who got married in October just gave us $150 gift certificates to Cuddles n Bubbles on Cape Cod. I'm looking at the site and thinking that we'll get a freebie, but this place is pricey as all getout. We'll probably go down on the off-season to avoid the crowds, but I look forward to having a hot tub right in our room. Mmmmm, hot tub! She gave us these GC because Blixx did a video of their wedding ceremony for them. In true Blixx style he outdid himself, so we were thanked. I feel bad now, considering that we didn't buy them a gift, assuming the video WAS the gift. Now we'll have to do something nice for them - perhaps out to a nice dinner or something.
Quantum Leap meets Star Trek. Read about Enterprise.
Into the future...
So, I’m getting more responsibility at work, but not any more money. I don’t know if these new tasks (including hiring & payroll for the entire department) are being pawned off on me, or given in the hope that I’ll excel and eventually get promoted. *Sigh* The bitches here don’t like me, although Youngster is smart enough to hide her distain well.
We didn't go kayaking last night. By the time I got over there it was just too late to get everyting together and go. So, we sat around drinkign & smoking & eating BBQ. It was a nice evening, especially so because Toad had just returned from rafting the Colorado River with his friends Anti-Bill and Renegade. Man, there were some good stories. I think we're heading out there next year.
Drunk Cat
Blixx and Toad are going camping Friday night into Saturday. I think I'll be floating in DaveGrips pool all day - weather permitting.
BazarJ and his wife Combatboots are expecting another child in April. Congrats! I say he deserves a girl...I'm looking forward to having dinner with him and his family next weekend. Remind me to bring salad.
Cow F*cker???
Speaking of cows, does anyone want to go to The Big E with us the weekend of September 22nd? We went last year and the people watching alone was worth the price of addmission. I also want to try to coordinate a trip the The Durham Fair, which is that following weekend.
The rest of the summer is starting to fill up as far as weekend plans, which is refreshing. I like it when we have something to do. Our friend Callista who got married in October just gave us $150 gift certificates to Cuddles n Bubbles on Cape Cod. I'm looking at the site and thinking that we'll get a freebie, but this place is pricey as all getout. We'll probably go down on the off-season to avoid the crowds, but I look forward to having a hot tub right in our room. Mmmmm, hot tub! She gave us these GC because Blixx did a video of their wedding ceremony for them. In true Blixx style he outdid himself, so we were thanked. I feel bad now, considering that we didn't buy them a gift, assuming the video WAS the gift. Now we'll have to do something nice for them - perhaps out to a nice dinner or something.
Quantum Leap meets Star Trek. Read about Enterprise.
Into the future...
Wednesday, August 01, 2001
I Bet You Will stupidity, if you are interested
I've met some really useless tools in my quest to find a part-time person for my department. The girl who came in today was underqualified (my opinion) to stuff envelopes all day. No, seriously I don't think she could do it. Dumb ass!
Going yakking tonight after work and I can't wait. Sunset on the water will be beautiful!
Why haven't all of you avid readers linked me to your blogs? Don't you love me?
Ghost recently commented about the buttcrack of a little hottie in the SciFi section of the local bookstore. Imagine if you will, a working world where it is acceptable to wear a tight white t-shirt with a see-thru bra so your nipples blaze right on through like high beams! Then imagine same Youngster's tattoo hovering over the top of her exposed gold lame(sp?) thong. Now try to get some work done. You see my problem. And, she wonders why the entire male population of my company is panting after her. The cleaning guy who speaks 6 words of English put the moves on her last night. Ahh, to be young and single again. NOT!
JOKE:
A man has spent many days crossing the desert without water. His camel
dies of thirst. He's crawling through the sands, certain that he has breathed
his last, when all of a sudden he sees an object sticking out of the sand
several yards ahead of him. He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the sand,
and discovers what looks to be an old brief case. He opens it and out pops a
genie....
But this is no ordinary genie. He is wearing an IRS ID badge and dull
grey suit. There's a calculator in his pocket. He has a pencil tucked behind
one ear.
"Well, kid," says the genie. "You know how it works. You have three wishes."
"I'm not falling for this." says the man. "I'm not going to trust an IRS agent."
"What do you have to lose? You've got no transportation, and it looks like you're a goner anyway!"
The man thinks about this for a minute, and decides that the genie is right.
"OK, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plentiful food and drink."
**POOF***
The man finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever seen. And he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platers of delicacies.
"OK, kid, what's your second wish."
"My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams."
**POOF***
The man finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.
"OK, kid, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!"
After thinking for a few minutes, the man says: "I wish that no matter
where I go beautiful women will want and need me."
***POOF***
He is turned into a tampon.
The moral of the story?
If the IRS offers you anything, there's going to be a string attached.
Anyone think that it was a waste of taxpayer dollars to send us letters about our refunds? I'm thinking the husband and I could have gotten back $625 if they'd just let the news report it, or Hell, just send us random checks. Like anyone would refuse it. Geeeze!
Coca-Cola will soon introduce lemon flavored Diet Coke. I don't know if you care, but I do.
Into the future...
I've met some really useless tools in my quest to find a part-time person for my department. The girl who came in today was underqualified (my opinion) to stuff envelopes all day. No, seriously I don't think she could do it. Dumb ass!
Going yakking tonight after work and I can't wait. Sunset on the water will be beautiful!
Why haven't all of you avid readers linked me to your blogs? Don't you love me?
Ghost recently commented about the buttcrack of a little hottie in the SciFi section of the local bookstore. Imagine if you will, a working world where it is acceptable to wear a tight white t-shirt with a see-thru bra so your nipples blaze right on through like high beams! Then imagine same Youngster's tattoo hovering over the top of her exposed gold lame(sp?) thong. Now try to get some work done. You see my problem. And, she wonders why the entire male population of my company is panting after her. The cleaning guy who speaks 6 words of English put the moves on her last night. Ahh, to be young and single again. NOT!
JOKE:
A man has spent many days crossing the desert without water. His camel
dies of thirst. He's crawling through the sands, certain that he has breathed
his last, when all of a sudden he sees an object sticking out of the sand
several yards ahead of him. He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the sand,
and discovers what looks to be an old brief case. He opens it and out pops a
genie....
But this is no ordinary genie. He is wearing an IRS ID badge and dull
grey suit. There's a calculator in his pocket. He has a pencil tucked behind
one ear.
"Well, kid," says the genie. "You know how it works. You have three wishes."
"I'm not falling for this." says the man. "I'm not going to trust an IRS agent."
"What do you have to lose? You've got no transportation, and it looks like you're a goner anyway!"
The man thinks about this for a minute, and decides that the genie is right.
"OK, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plentiful food and drink."
**POOF***
The man finds himself in the most beautiful oasis he has ever seen. And he is surrounded with jugs of wine and platers of delicacies.
"OK, kid, what's your second wish."
"My second wish is that I were rich beyond my wildest dreams."
**POOF***
The man finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.
"OK, kid, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!"
After thinking for a few minutes, the man says: "I wish that no matter
where I go beautiful women will want and need me."
***POOF***
He is turned into a tampon.
The moral of the story?
If the IRS offers you anything, there's going to be a string attached.
Anyone think that it was a waste of taxpayer dollars to send us letters about our refunds? I'm thinking the husband and I could have gotten back $625 if they'd just let the news report it, or Hell, just send us random checks. Like anyone would refuse it. Geeeze!
Coca-Cola will soon introduce lemon flavored Diet Coke. I don't know if you care, but I do.
Into the future...
