September 26th, 2000

newavi

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holy crap! I'm practically shaking... Ok I'm cold, but I'm also super phuking busy... 79 minutes into the day and I'm dealing with coving a sick employee on a project, client management, new project planning, re-phuking-orging an entire division within the Mommy Company (the people I actually work for...)
(p.s. where will I find the words - lyric - to the Rockafeller Shank - Fat Boy Slim) and to top it off, I'm just starting to realize that I'm working in the shadow of another potential demon. The 'potential demon' thing is a big deal... from time to time in life you will encounter this person.... He or she works beside you on the org chart but golfs, blows, or otherwise is in-like-flint with your boss's boss's boss! It this guy gets a hard on for u your DOA and that's it. It's happened before (to me) and it'll happen again unless I get super smart and figure the right angle to keep that from even getting close to being possible.

Did I mention that I was cold. We need a hot-tub in this office... (note to self: I gotta join a health club... I'm think'en if I replaced a layer of lazy with a layer of lean I'd prol'y be 'cold' less often.)

Ok, back to work and I'll get around to laughing at the "4 horses of the apostrophe" (Half Wits, House Guests, you know the crew!)

ciao (somebody please tell me if I'm spelling that right!)
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newavi

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whew...
So, that went well.
Spent giant buckets of other peoples money buying 'quick it's end-of-year' money to ramp up the lab, approved a new org chart (I did not get my "el magnifico" title - rats!) put out a few fires, started a couple of new ones (me = never one to leave well enuf alone...).

Now, if only I could find the time to tell stories on LJ.

I wonder what the gross daily burn rate of salary dollars via employee's waisting time on LJ could be?

TTFN.
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newavi

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So, while I wait for the boss to GET OFF THE PHONE!!!! I'll try a lil' BB Update
In that the whole reality - tv deal consistently leaves me speechless after surprise banishments, I gotta embrace the idea that I could be seriously wrong when I guess that Lipgloss is totally historical after tomorrow night. The AP (American Public) could nail Josh to a cross or maybe even stake Curtis out in the sun to dry (* a place he systematically goes to all-by-himself. He is always cold - sounds familiar - so is often lying on the sun-warmed pavement surrounding the mini-lap-pool).

The sabotage challenge was a real hoot! Lipgloss and Potty Mouth had no clue, but the counselor - always the observant analyst - noticed right off that the kitchen cam was not following him down the hall so he tracked to what it WAS watching... the potato clock. After observing this twice, he reached a conclusion and played it from there. In that he made his guess on Sunday morning, Sunday night was therefore simple torture meted out by him against poor Josh - keeping Josh up all night while he waits for Curtis to go to sleep... reading the feeds describe Josh pretending to sleep all the way to 3:00 am and finally concluding that Curtis was asleep (snoore snooooooorrrrreeeee !!!!). Up goes Josh to change the clock ... then correct the 'fix' that, for the second time, left the clock stopped, he finishes his excuse (late night snack) and goes back to bed... THEN fifteen minutes later, Up Gets Curtis... (I just had to laugh!!!) and he checks the clock... clearly torturing Josh as he (Josh) pretends to sleep...

Boss off the phone and I gotta fly... later LJ.
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