longest entry ever
28/02/2005 // 11:43 pm
reading break is over. the sub hut wants me back tomorrow. i want to tell them to go fuck themselves. in that many words. i have no interest or need to work there. no amount of submaking is going to support my spending habits.
so, i'm definitely lactose intolerant. cream puffs saturday night were my first dairy indulgence in a two week experiment and sure enough the smelliest farts in the world soon followed the delicious cream puffs. the other fun thing i discovered on saturday along with my averson to milk and it's products is that you're never too old for a body high.
i just ate a curry. now i'm gonna be up all night.
wtf? no sex and the city right now? damn the bachelorette.
now my entry has topics similar to telly's.
i finished knitting the pieces of my satchel for real. now i have to stick the bloody thing together somehow.
on friday i got my new puter at my real job. it's real pretty. so is the desk they bought me. today i got to decide (or be told) whether it's going to have whitebox or redhat on it. i really don't have a preference. where was i going with this? oh yeah... they bought me a computer and a desk but i don't have a chair.
there have been a lot of "gang hits" in this city lately. like 3 good ones and 12 attempts in 2 months. there have been a lot of stabbings lately too. like one every other day. and no one has been arrested! i loooove this place. i probably wouldn't be taking notice except that despite my office's convenient location transit-wise, it's also on the busiest sketchiest corner of the city. the super-duper-stabby-stab-central-station-of homeless-can-you-spare-some-gangster-shoot-em-uppers favourite place to start a fight. that's where i work.
have i shared what i do yet? it's pretty complicated. i work for an "accounting" firm that processes gas volume charts for a plethora of gigantic oil companies. i think the technical term for what the company does is "gas measurement." specifically, i do boring-ass data input, and i run the final reports and ship 'em out monthly. apparently gas companies have to report their gas flow to the energy board monthly... so we have what is essentially tax season... every. single. month. end. brutal. my first month end is just starting now. i won't be having a weekend. i won't be nice to sub wanters.
god damn, i'm lost without my stories!