Friday, June 29, 2007
Weekend!
Tonight: Party
Tomorrow: Cookout, Beerfest, Party
Sunday: Chowderfest at Harborfest
i love activities that end in "fest", also ones that end in "rama" and "splosion".
Tomorrow: Cookout, Beerfest, Party
Sunday: Chowderfest at Harborfest
i love activities that end in "fest", also ones that end in "rama" and "splosion".
Friday, June 22, 2007
It's about f'ing time.
So it's finally Friday, all i have to do is get through today.
Tonight is Danielle's 21st birthday party, with a special guest appearance by my best friend from high school, Brandon.
Tomorrow is spending the day in Middleboro with my sister.
Sunday is the Phantom Gourmet BBQ Beach Party.
Wow, you'd almost think i had a life, looking at this.
Tonight is Danielle's 21st birthday party, with a special guest appearance by my best friend from high school, Brandon.
Tomorrow is spending the day in Middleboro with my sister.
Sunday is the Phantom Gourmet BBQ Beach Party.
Wow, you'd almost think i had a life, looking at this.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Enough complaining!
I love Boston. I work in an office in the financial district, and I love that moment when it's a beautiful day, and I'm in a cute outfit, and there's a good song on my iPod; and I go "I'm a city girl", it's a nice thought to start the day with.
I'm close enough to the water that sometimes you can smell the sea breeze over the general city smells.
And they hand out stuff sometimes. I got 6 coupons for a free coffee, and a $5.00 gift card from a coffee shop with those little hand warmer packets.
I make it a point to love the little things in life.
I'm close enough to the water that sometimes you can smell the sea breeze over the general city smells.
And they hand out stuff sometimes. I got 6 coupons for a free coffee, and a $5.00 gift card from a coffee shop with those little hand warmer packets.
I make it a point to love the little things in life.
Monday, June 18, 2007
Dear people that give me dirty looks when i'm smoking in the smoking area outside my building.
I don't care about whatever you think of smoking. I'm outside, in my little designated area, away from children, the elderly and the general population. I'm paying the extra taxes on cigarettes and following your asinine rules, and i'll keep doing it.
At this point, I'm smoking purely out of spite. Because spite is delicious.
At this point, I'm smoking purely out of spite. Because spite is delicious.
War on Drugs
Guess what? Nobody is going to win the war on drugs. Except the drug dealers, because they know what the government can't seem to figure out: People love drugs. Shouldn't the government be working on firebombing poverty or having military actions against hunger instead?
Friday, June 15, 2007
Gay Marriage
With all this hubbub about gay marriage and the sanctity of the institution, one would think that the people fighting to ban gay marriage would understand that people wanting to get married aren't the real threat.
Those goddamn gold diggers, people committing immigration fraud, and, of course, celebrities are the real enemy to the sanctity of marriage. We should work on stamping out that stuff before keeping people who want to get married and file their taxes jointly (i swear, one gay couple i know nearly turned inside out with joy when they got to file "married") from committing.
Those goddamn gold diggers, people committing immigration fraud, and, of course, celebrities are the real enemy to the sanctity of marriage. We should work on stamping out that stuff before keeping people who want to get married and file their taxes jointly (i swear, one gay couple i know nearly turned inside out with joy when they got to file "married") from committing.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
FBI Tries to Fight Zombie Hordes
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/6752853.stm
FINALLY!!!
it's really about "more than one million PC owners who have had their computers hijacked by cyber criminals" but after seeing that headline I know I can die happy.
FINALLY!!!
it's really about "more than one million PC owners who have had their computers hijacked by cyber criminals" but after seeing that headline I know I can die happy.
Psychiatrist Fist Fight
In a meeting this morning, my boss told us a story about being asked to "continue this conversation outside", which, naturally, leads to this:
Short Film Idea:
Two Freud-ish looking men arguing about acute and chronic mental illness in what looks like a schoolyard. As the fight escalates, more and more professional looking people start to circle around the argument. A punch is thrown, and we see the two fighting in 1920's fistfighting poses.
The fight goes on, blah, blah, blah, until one gets physically restrained and the other gets a shot of trazadone.
I think the biggest challenge is working out great weird things for the crowd to yell at the people fighting, I'll have to take a DSM IV home to pull together some really fucked up disorders that they can accuse each other of having.
Short Film Idea:
Two Freud-ish looking men arguing about acute and chronic mental illness in what looks like a schoolyard. As the fight escalates, more and more professional looking people start to circle around the argument. A punch is thrown, and we see the two fighting in 1920's fistfighting poses.
The fight goes on, blah, blah, blah, until one gets physically restrained and the other gets a shot of trazadone.
I think the biggest challenge is working out great weird things for the crowd to yell at the people fighting, I'll have to take a DSM IV home to pull together some really fucked up disorders that they can accuse each other of having.
Commute
Every morning, when commuting into work i have at least one, if not all of these thoughts while on the train:
"I wonder if we're going to hit that bus or this car today."
"I hope that chick i hate at work calls in sick."
"What could I do if there was a zombie on the train?"
"I'm just gonna rest my eyes for a minute and lean on this wall here."
"I wish I had some limeade."
"I wonder if we're going to hit that bus or this car today."
"I hope that chick i hate at work calls in sick."
"What could I do if there was a zombie on the train?"
"I'm just gonna rest my eyes for a minute and lean on this wall here."
"I wish I had some limeade."
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
The life of an organizational goddess
I think my favorite thing about my job is being right all of the time. It's so great that these people with master's degrees couldn't do my job if their lives depended on it.
Makes me feel special.
Makes me feel special.
Dear Hot Actresses,
Please shut the fuck up about how hard it is to be so hot. That's what you look like, deal with it. So you're unapproachable and people assume you're dumb and nobody takes you seriously as an actress. Aw, too fucking bad. And stop saying how fat and ugly people have it made, if that's so true use your millions to get surgery to become fat and ugly and then please shut the fuck up.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Note to self
In case of Zombie Attack while at work, coat rack in front of desk (minus base) is best defense from the undead.
( i just had to add the word "undead" to my spell check, awesome!)
( i just had to add the word "undead" to my spell check, awesome!)
The Mail Room
I can't seem to figure out why the mail room at my company seems to be totally incapable of delivering the mail.
It seems that they should know where to pick up and then deliver the mail, but for some reason there's something that happens in between pickup and delivery that makes it so nothing gets anywhere. And on the off chance that they actually bring something over, I have to direct the mail room guy to the proper mail box, or building in some cases. This is their JOB.
I had to wait 4 days between getting the first and the last of 2 boxes, all while being told it either isn't in the mail room at all and has never been, or that it's been delivered and i must have lost it. Because it couldn't possibly be that the people hired to deliver the mail don't feel like bringing a box across the street.
It seems that they should know where to pick up and then deliver the mail, but for some reason there's something that happens in between pickup and delivery that makes it so nothing gets anywhere. And on the off chance that they actually bring something over, I have to direct the mail room guy to the proper mail box, or building in some cases. This is their JOB.
I had to wait 4 days between getting the first and the last of 2 boxes, all while being told it either isn't in the mail room at all and has never been, or that it's been delivered and i must have lost it. Because it couldn't possibly be that the people hired to deliver the mail don't feel like bringing a box across the street.
Is pot really that hard to find?
$2.00 Cheese Heroin Killing Young Teens in Texas
http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/06/12/cheese.heroin/index.html
and the best part:
" • Middle schoolers cheer after detective says U.S. has the most drug users"
I just can't help but think, can't these kids get real drugs? Like when i read about kids dying from huffing canned air dusters, it just seems like such a waste of a perfectly good cleaning product.
http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/06/12/cheese.heroin/index.html
and the best part:
" • Middle schoolers cheer after detective says U.S. has the most drug users"
I just can't help but think, can't these kids get real drugs? Like when i read about kids dying from huffing canned air dusters, it just seems like such a waste of a perfectly good cleaning product.
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