September 18th, 2003
geesh, i'm fallin asleep here.
wake up. if i'm up (and I'm all coked up on cold medicine) you have to be up. or, i'll start bribing people with bits of candy corn to call your hell-desk. where ever that is.
i'm up, i'm up.
mmm... candy corn.
and my hell-desk is only for internal employees, so good luck. :P
lookit here, mr. basket. i'll sic a badger on you!
no! not the badger!
so intimidating... with the hair... *stifles giggles*
*waves hands over crystal ball* i see adventures with clippers in your future.
that's right. run away, you.
tee hee hee.
Fuck you, Mr. Handbasket. I'll call in the Pirate, and we'll tie you up and shave your head good and silly.
if only i had a job that would let me, we'd have a festive night of head shaving and armpithair dying.
Oh hey. That'd be fun.
So when are you quitting?
damned if I know.
I can't afford to not have a job at the moment, so I gotta find a tech job closer to home with a nice liberal dress policy.
while I'm at it, I'd like a pony, and a pet monkey, and...
And a goat. There has to be a goat!
The tech field is as tight as everything else, i take it?
it was hit hardest by the dot-com bust, as there's lots of qualified techs out of work, taking all the jobs us lesser techs would take.
Entry level job postings are going to guys with 3-5 years of experience.
it's fucked up.
and employers can afford to be as picky and choosey as they want to, cause they have no shortage of applicants. I'm just lucky to have a job at all right now.
and yes, a goat. but I've no place to keep a goat you see. The pony could sleep in the bathtub, and the monkeys like the tops of monitors (all warm and all), but where would the goat be?
plus they gnaw on everything.
On the stairs, of course. It'd have a grand time leaping up and down, and there wouldn't be too much for it to destroy.
Damn. You beat me to the prodding.
I'm bored. Ry's bored. You're coked up. Obviously, we need to do something about this.
i'd share my candy corn, but i've managed to get it all infucted, what with my having a cold and all.
(i knew you'd appreciate the prodding, c)
No, no. That's the whacking and the pounding. Prodding is much less fun.
Liker. We need liker.
ah, if only I could have liker on the job.
we could steal it. what with their taking it out and putting it back again and again, they've surely lost track. plus, mertz accusing lou of misplacing likka would make for jolly good entertainment.
well, you know, drug interactions and the whole needing to be alert until 11 so that i might be of some use to the stupid little PU shits. (but, really, the night job is great.)
Yeah, definately have to be careful with the interactions. Though if you got knocked out now, you could sleep till four or so and then be nice and rested for your evening encounters with the dumb kids.
hmm... I need a scheeming icon.
oh! would the badgers be up for ren-fairing this weekend perhaps? we're trying to sort out some kind of schedule thingy for the next few weeks.
Maybe? I'll have to consult my amiable consort. We have two park fests and a ballgame scheduled for Satyrday; she might want to just stay home the rest of the weekend.
How long does the fair go on?
goes till october 25-26th.
plenty 'o time.