October 3rd, 2000

newavi

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Somebody have any idea why some days have just got to SUCK or at least feel that way at the get-go?

I fell from the bed directly into a body bag from a plane crash! OK so that's a little severe but if was a girl, today I would be a class A bitch. by the time I get here (work) I've had, like four reasons to scream and all of them are childish... easy to say in retrospect - course at the time it felt completely justifiable... and by the middle of the afternoon I have to be all smiles, glad handing, corporate lacky boy at a Gov trade show... being a fed in a previous life I feel completely at ease saying Most gov hacks at a trade show deserve to have their heads stuffed in a bag full of angry ferrets, sinched at the neck and poked. Slackers!

WOW, I actually said that? crap, I gotta snap outta this. Coffee, smoke and focus on something worth doing... I think I'll try to nail the boss down on the boys raises... Gee that'll get me all happy! (here is where a little voice says that I'm gonna hear "Well, I have to wait till next Tuesday for Corp sign off on the $$...."
ahhhhhhhh...

OK<<< I've got to get over this... I'll come back when I've got the "Does not play well with others" sign off my back.
  • Current Music
    Live - Lightning Crashes
newavi

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awrite... it's getting a little closer to the warm fuzzy place... I'm prol'y gonna make the guys on my team drop on the spot and kiss the earth when I tell 'em about the raises they're gonna get (retro for like 4 months no less...) That'll be fun.
This - my raging evil bitch mood - could be the manifestation of a post-BB syndrome - (note: anybody ever hear of a show comming down the pike called "The Mole"?) I don't have a solid 'diss' outlet planned into my days... I remember once upon a time that it was that tv show called "Melrose Place"... geez, Zebra and I would watch that show every week and just dtd (diss to death) the various light weights passing themselves off as standard 20 something's (of course we all know that they were more like a crew of forgotten psych ward inmates that found the keys to the Rx cabinet. Well, BB was the ultimate Diss fest for me - clearly obvious from the fun I had do'ing BB Updates here. I'm gonna half'ta fill that void. (corto needs to continually be creative with something... um, I know I could try 'work' but heck they pay me for this... and it's never as much fun when you do what someone pays you for creatively... I'd rather find someone paying me for something I do creatively - does that make sense?)
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Uh oh, I referred to myself in the third person... I promise to not do that more than once a week!
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Anybody else get that Newfi Virus ? It's prol'y a lot like the Aggi Virus (Texas Agricultural University)... it works on the honour system. You get the virus in your email, with a cunningly crafted apology for all the hassle it involves and politely asks you to delete all the files on your hard disk. Can u just image the overworked middle management type that puts about 3 hours of keyboard time in a week, totally distracted by some garbage the boss wants him to sell to the employees - not thinking at all and actually DOES follow the 'honour system' virus... oh the shame. tut tut tut. (the ridicule of the IT shop would be worth getting on video).

(mmmmm, jokes help...) 'member the movie with Cher and Nick Cage? I forget the name but it was a love story (Cage had a fake hand?) Anyways, her grandfather was played by this great old guy and I think Olympia Dukakus (sp?) played her mom... There was this great scene where the tension was thick enuf to cut with a knife and grandpa pipes up with "Somebody tell a joke..."
  • Current Music
    Violent Femmes - Blister In The Sun
newavi

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Hey... hello again. It's me. I've been away for a while. It seems that while I was out my physical being was occupied by some sort of a cross bred creature taking the best of the movie "Aliens" and the worst of "Sesame Street".
I'm thinkin that guys dead now, but (not unlike the end-game scene in the movie Aliens) he may be clinging to the outside of my airlock - quite at home in the vacuum of space (In space, no one can hear you scream.)
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I'm like about an hour (and a bit) from heading of the the trade show to be booth boy - the goal, of course, will be to NOT hurt anybody that asks stupid questions. "Pardon me? Yes... we do. No, no we don't. Oh, of course you can have a coffee mug... here you go... look closely NOT A SPECK OF CEREAL! Whack, whack, whack, smash... (does anybody remember that? I can't remember if it was John Belushi on SNL talking to Gilda about Alpo "not a speck of cereal" or was it John Candy talking to Catherine O'Hara?)
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Oops, I'm slipping into evil alien guy... Must be nice to the potential clients... Listen to soothing music with NICE themes (no NIN for the next hour).
  • Current Music
    Robyn - Show Me Love
newavi

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... and before I go, I need to do some quick replies to LJ friends that jump out of the woodwork when I'm feeling a bit low. Geez I love you people. :)
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    Everclear - Wonderful