Diskrepansi (diskrepansi) wrote,

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Yep, haven't been updating lately - didn't wanna bring anyone's holiday spirit down with my crap... so here's a watered-down version:

From the 23rd:

Yanked from emu72: Quiet, you!

...don't forget about those damned crotch-rockets that rip up and down 17th Ave in the middle of the night! A high-power sniper rifle (with a silencer, of course) would be most welcome at times.

I was sure that today was to be the day, that special day when everything changes; when I would gain my financial independence; when I could travel the world as I would like! I was so excited to check my tickets! ...alas, I didn't win the lottery... again...

From the 24th:

While at work today, I actually read the message on the plastic bag that's wrapped around the new PCs:
"To avoid danger of suffocation, keep away from babies and children. Do not use in cribs, beds, carriages or playpens. This bag is not a toy."

Is there such a significant occurrence of computer users and techs suffocating on babies and small children that it necessitates having a warning on all the new PCs?? And what's with the part about not using them in cribs, etc? I'm a little concerned with such apparently rampant pedophilia in the computer industry! Leave these infants alone! ...and then to finally suggest that I'm not busy enough at work, that I might consider playing with this bag?? Not a toy, indeed - I did not need to be told that!

Half day today - yay! ...and brandy chocolates aplenty...

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From the 27th:

The streets were almost vacant this morning on the way to work. The building was mostly vacant this morning when I got to work. Anyone who did show up were gone by mid-day, 'cept for me... I was told to finish up Monday's work, then go home early. Perhaps there was a misconception of what Monday's work included, since even with working through lunch, I didn't get outta there until 3:30 - which means, actually, that I put in an extra half hour. So much for "early".

Part of the day's work included the installation of about 11 new mice in various offices throughout the building. I figured the best way to go through this task was to take them all out of their packages, load 'em up on a cart, and start at the highest floor, working my way down. I'd only gotten a couple installed when I crossed paths with someone.

"Oh, look - it's the mouse cart," he exclaimed. I politely laughed as I went on my way... I quickly arrived at the elevators. Mouse cart?? Mouse cart?! I finished off my installations, and went back to my desk. I figured I'd distract myself by reading my LiveJournal friends list. I think I was about halfway through the first entry when it really sunk in...

Mouse cart?? Mouse cart?! Look at what I've been reduced to - the mouse cart!! I'd like to take this opportunity to thank the above mentioned gentleman for reminding me just how menial and worthless my job seems to be.

...mouse cart! Fuck you.

Today's entry:

I actually got out of work early today - a whole two hours! Really, that's the only reason I have time to update my journal...

I'm so hoping tonight goes well! It should - there's a good line-up of DJs at the Warehouse tonight, including Danny Diamond!! Slick as snot, that guy! (That's his phrase, not mine...)

Colleen is also making me a silver cummerbund for my outfit tonight, and I picked up some more silver make-up last night too. I have to start getting ready soon! So much to do - cut my hair; shave; have a nice, hot bath; follow that up with a wee nap; polish my boots; then actually get myself ready.

On that note, I'm off. Hope everyone has a really good New Year's Eve!!

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