gee thanks, <lj user=tiger66466>!

My goddamn rock solid ghetto shiznit name is Stim-U-L8 Jones.
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Now that’s a way to start the morning!

And then I checked my email…which is a GREAT way to kill the morning.

<vent> Fucking grrrr..#@#$&^@ (i cuss too much) people sending me crazy-long elaborate full-of-crap emails giving me a heads up that they will be sending me all the same crap in a rework in a few days. Oh, good thing you warned me via email, now i’ll stop chekcing my inbox so I can avoid it, thanks! I’m mental. I know it.

99% of our websites which were designed by the graphic artist formerly known as Booker are, in short, crap. The reason? They are all little clones of each other… a 650 pixel box with a background image that portrays some images of local flavor.. a giant lobster for a site in Maine perhaps, perhaps some random happy homeowner-looking people he ripped off some image service, who knows… but overtop of that background he always placed the nav buttons, designed in such a way that they are partiallly transparent to show the scenic images through.

So, now that he is gone, along with all his layered files which he neglected to ever send to us from his comfy work-at-home location in Florida, I am bombarded by reworks to “add a nav button between this and that” … oh sure, i’ll just slide them down. Easy enough right? Oh wait, that’s not a background image, it’s all one big graphic, buttons and all. When I slide that button down… yeah…

Anyway, it really serves to complicate my day. It’s work, though, I should shut up but still, the fact that the people ordering these reworks have no concept of how half the time I have to recreate the entire graphic, make all new buttons, and cut it all again to put live in order to accomplish their simple “add one button in and slide down” request.. it just drives me nuts. Mental, get the net.
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Okay, that done… now I’m happy to report that I’m thoroughly addicted to a PS2 game called Frequency, and in playing it, I am going to go blind from staring at the swirling colors. In the hours I’ve spent trying to play this game, which relies on having rhythm, I’ve learned something… I’m such a white girl.

My.. eyes.. burn.. my.. nose.. is.. running… my.. head.. is… stopped up…. its.. its… POLLEN… it’s EVERYWHERE… it looks like my freaking car is molding. First my eyes are nearly bleeding from not blinking for so long playing games, then I try to go outdoors and they are instantly green-tinted from the coating of pollen. It’s insane! I’m thinking of purchasing some stylish goggles (do they make those?) that I can wear with business casual.

Shyeah.. business casual. Fat chance. This has been super-slouch week at work. People have come in wearing sweat pants this week. Me, I’m in a tank top today CUZ IT’S HOT in here… and I’ll need the lack of restriction on my arms to work my pool mojo later. Warm up at lunch, then kick ass later at our Stress Management Night.

Oooh.. I simply must get the posse presents ready. Hrm. Yes. Presents. Tomorrow is cheese.