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Posted in Crazy Wisdom on Thursday, March 27, 2003 at 9:33 am by flerly.

I spent so much time throwing rocks at your window
That I never even knocked on the front door.

It is 2:22 AM.
Are you the updater?
What? Are you talking?
I am talking, and I asked you if you are the one who updates the code.

I didn’t know how to respond, which was fine because he rolled over and continued to sleep.

This is the last place on Earth I want to be today. I’m not quite sure I’m actually awake, but if I’m dreaming, then this is a lame dream about updating a RE/MAX website in Pennsylvania that I’d like to end now, please.

I officially removed Buffyfan & Adult Swim from my friends list today. I may still read them at my leisure, but I’ll be damned if I can deal with the spam from them anymore. I also passed on an LJ code that may or may not be used… he’s thinking about it as an alternative to keeping in touch by phone.

I woke up at nine,
played my guitar until about a quarter ’til,
then showered up, made breakfast
and drove in with the top down…
Zoom zoom.

Yeah, so the Miata is fixed, and just in time for spring. And, just in time to sell. *sigh* which reminds me, I really should wash and wax that ball of dust and pollen that I drive.

The breeze today took tons of little pink petals and made them line the back entrance into work like someone had rolled out a pink carpet for my car. Very pretty.

Yeah, so yesterday. New employee handbook, which is not so much a “handbook” as a paperback novel. It is excrutiating to read, and came with a lovely coversheet that recommended we tear out and sign the last two pages by Friday if we wanted to receive our paycheck in a timely manner. It is the unabridged version of what we signed previously apparently. Before we were informed not to have unauthorized programs installed… this time we were informed in a detailed list of what the authorized programs ARE for each “category” of employee. Similar dress code, hair, clothing, general appearance, sections also exist, in detail, based on your “category”.

Do I want to go to Baileys… again.. to talk boring political crap with co-workers… or do I want to go shopping? I’m sure Jason will require I go, but I can’t figure out WHY he does that. He barely says two words to me at lunch ever anyways. I could go to target and buy myself a cool cd rack that my cd player will sit on here at work, maybe even some of that printer paper that lets you create iron-on transfers so I can make some t-shirts of my own. Perhaps even wrangle up a cheese present or two, though I have been decidedly uninspired in that area. I just don’t have the dough to do what i want for cheese… Kit needs me to start a fortune 500 company and let her run it, Magoo needs a teleporter, and Stacy needs a hunka-hunka-burning love who’s turn ons are “committment and changing himself.” Perhaps he’ll have a brother, too.

Enough babble.



  1. infinite1der has made a Comment

    Was SO weird.. I don’t think I can even begin to explain it…

    Are you the updater?

    Geez… WTF was I on….

    March 27, 2003 @ 5:19 am

  2. flerly has made a Comment

    Let’s see.. perhaps you were high on kitty pheromones that she puts out to instantly knock you unconscious when she lays on you. Do you recall taking her collar off in the middle of the night? I’m glad you did, because if i had caught her, I was still in deliberation over whether I was going to hang her by it or stuff it up her ass.

    March 27, 2003 @ 8:07 am

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