How’s it going. Sorry I didn’t get to write yesterday. I had to skip work. Well, I don’t suppose i had to, but it just seemed like the thing to do at the time. I feel like Peter from Office Space
“No, I’m not quitting, I just don’t think I’m going to go anymore.”
Too bad I’m not salaried — yet.
Because you really can’t get fired from here. There’s this dude named Vinh who’s been consistantly late for the last 4 years he’s worked here, and of course I’ve told you about the 9 year idiot who’s now my boss. The guy’s been here 9 years and knows less than a rock does about a computer.
On a cool note, I finally got to talk to Tenderpoison, which was cool. It baffles me that people actually like reading my diary, especially when you consider the reviews I got from people who weren’t my friends already in my ‘people’ page.
But compliments like that make me so happy. Gleeful even.
Doesn’t look like my Girls gonna be able to make it to Mardi Gras. She doesn’t have enough money. I loaned her $25 bucks, even though I really don’t have the money to give (after bailing my loser roomate out of jail), so maybe she could go, but she needs like $20 more bucks. I personally think she needs to stay around here and save the money. But she also needs to go and have fun so she isn’t so depressed. Gosh she really needs a job.
Wow! she’s going! (she just called me on the fone) Her roommate is going to loan her the money, what a generous gesture.
Well, there’s supposed to be a big party at my house tonight, so if you wanna get all fubar’ed, my place is the place. Oh, and spend the night, bring a computer and you can have fun on the next day when we veg out on computers at our world famous LAN party.
Welp, I’m guessing I need to get some work done about now. So I’ll be around updating some stuff later on. Czech jou l8r or zumpthing.
Quote of the Entry: “Thaddeus thought to himself, “I could probably psychoanalyze the hell out of this.” But instead, he just turned around and walked out of the bathroom.”