Wednesday 27 March 2002

sanity slowly slipping away...

What a depressing day! Did I mention- now Eric is leaving work too! Everybody is going buh-bye see ya! I am so bummed out I am punctuating all sentences with exclamation points!

So on a better note I suppose I laid it all out I said what I don't like about the job and what is weirding me out about the job. We were supposed to do a "5 core values" or summat bloody hell oi and I just couldn't do it fer fuck's sake! So I wrote out all that instead (won't go into detail here). And I think it was good... management discussed it with me. Which is a refreshing change of pace. Unlike my old boss with the Napoleon complex and stubby fingers who alienates you for daring to say anything that doesn't suck up to him, that Aryan nation control freak paranoid rich somnamabitch. Apparently I harbor some resentment toward that dipshit still. But ah well what better way to vent it than randomly into this blog so that bored web surfer might happen upon my insanity.

So personal and work lives are kinda iffy. Entertainment life is good- got me a new Stephen King book and I still got the last episode of my "Oz" first season to watch. Speaking of books I was reading a Dean Koontz my sister borrowed from da lyberry. To be honest I liked his books when I was a kid and now they make me kinda bored and seem really repetive (although I liked that one Intensity, that was only a few years ago). Anyway I was reading it at work because once I start something by-God I'm gonna go ahead and finish it. If it sucks terribly bad I might skim, but I am getting to the end by hook or by crook. Anyway this one new dude at work asked what I was reading, I told him and he was all 'sorry I asked ha ha" and I was like ya well it's not too good but I am going to see how it ends and he was just like "why bother when there are so many good books" and I thought to myself what a stuck up wanker. And I didn't ask what he reads because I swear to God if he said Charles Bukowski I would have laughed so hard they would have had to cart me off to Bellevue. Because this has happened so repeatedly in my life with men who were all snooty about what they liked to read and they were always on about Charles Bukowski. And sometimes I would ask them to speak about it more in depth and they would start saying shit off the back of a book jacket. I don't know but when people want to fake hip or smart they pretend to read Charles Bukowski. I am sure there are tons of people who really read him but I have run into so many Bukowski posers it is like an undiscovered epidemic. I like when people pick books for the purpose of impressing others when they look at their bookshelf. Not. The worst part is you can tell. You can see right through that shit and they think they are looking smart. I don't know- maybe I am into crap and have bad taste. ( "But, " says Sheryl Crow, "if it makes you happy... it can't be that bad". OK Sheryl but don't forget if it makes me happy, then why the hell am I so sad. Sheryl: "Well, everyday is a winding road, and all I wanna do is have some fun" Piss off Sheryl.)

Saturday 16 March 2002

PS: I really dig this guy my mother is dating. Who would have thought? I was so weirded out about the whole thing, but he really is a character, I am happy for her. And he has a great New York accent, and I am an accent afictionado ( and i am pretty sure I might have mispelled that but what the hey- i just drank a big ol' glass of UN Mexico Chardonnay---sweet!)
My nieces are so cute. The twins, age 3, noticed that I tend to wear a lot of leopard print. We took them one day to see Disney on Ice which had a jungle theme. They got these mouse ears which had a leopard print bow. Jacey pointed to it and said "Jamie, isn't this your favorite color?" Awww. Then today I come home and there is a cutout of a girl wearing a leopard print bra taped to my bedroom door above the doorknob. My mom said their latest thing is to cut pictures out of magazines, etc. Jillian saw the bra and said "I'm going to cut this out for Jamie, because it's her favorite color." Awwwww. That is so sweet. I hope that I have kids someday. Today I was walking down the street and an adorable little girl was standing by the window in FAO Schwartz. She smiled at me and then waved. I waved back, and felt all emotional like if I was about to cry. This biological clock thing is some freaky shit...

Wednesday 13 March 2002

Had Indian food for dinner tonight with Lis and H and my God there is not one edible thing in this world that I like better than allo gobi, veggie samosas... Mmmm I actually like Indian food better than chocolate! I have this weird deja vu like I wrote that very sentence in this blog ages ago... hmm, well it has been about a year since I started. Wow that's a lot of typin'. That is a lot of free time on the old gal's hands. Well, I am just not a social creature much of the time. I can't help it.

Time does fly, I mean there is a friggin' ten year reunion coming up. And what have I accomplished? Ah well, who cares.

Wednesday 6 March 2002

Ok if I can't publish today I am going to be *very upset* ... I couldn't get the freakin' thing to work last time. I mean, now that I am payin' for the FTP crap it might as well work, dog! It's a grown-ass website, dog! It is all about Cedric the Entertainer this week. And if you haven't seen "Original Kings of Comedy" then by God, rent it!
Everyone I have ever known who has seen it can't stop repeating jokes from it!

Anyhoo, a sad day today... Pollito's last day of work and dammit I am going to miss him so much. It is not even funny. We went out for karaoke last night, a bunch of us. I got all emotional and crap... well I couldn't help it. He is simply one of my top five favorite persons of all time. He is just such a good guy. He's a good-ass man, dog! OK I will stop. At the bar I sang You Oughta Know with Angie. Anthony said it looked like we couldn't wait to get to the swearing part! Well, hey - that's the fun part! We also did Love Shack and backed up Lisa on Day-o and Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend.

Anthony and Eric, LOL Just kidding around... oh, they may kick my butt for posting it!

Sunday 3 March 2002

I got this comp CD because it had a few songs I used to hear on the radio when I was driving to school (junior college). One song, The Freshman by Verve Pipe, well I had only barely heard it and never paid attention. Now hearing it is making me cry really bad. I just am feeling so sad today for some reason and it hit on something exactly like how I am feeling.

"When I was young I knew everything
And she a punk who rarely ever took advice
Now I'm guilt stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor
Stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice

I can't be held responsible
'Cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

For the life of me I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen

My best friend took a week's vacation to forget her
His girl took a week's worth of valium and slept
Now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his head on the floor
Thinks about her now and how he never really wept he says

I can't be held responsible
'Cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

For the life of me I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen

We've tried to wash our hands of all of this
We never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to slip, we'd say

I can't be held responsible
'Cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

For the life of me I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen

For the life of me I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
For the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen
We were merely freshmen
We were merely freshmen
"
Well, it is now Kookychick252.com, but I can't get the background of the first page right... there is some kind of glitch and it just stays white, which is really funky. At least the ads have bit the dust. Hmm. Crazy Geocities.

Another thing that surprised me is Written By Me is going buh-bye and it said everything is going to be deleted. Fortunately I found that out in time to print my stuff that I didn't have saved elsewhere. It's sad, though... that was a fun site.