October 26th, 2000


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Hi again... totally lost morning... just running on adrenalin as I rip all over town (cab cab cab) doing proposal presentations... What a blast! My boss is luv'en me big time.

Now it's back to type'n for the rest o'the day to get all my weekly reports out (yuck) ...
and the girl that sits right beside me (mouse maze baffles) is eating chip-wagon french fries that smell so phuking good .. hang on... YUMMMM! Lot's of 'gonna-kill-ya' salt, and vinegar... alas no mayo. I'm kind of a dip-my-fry's-in-mayo person (versus Ketchup). By the way, what is it with people that say cat-sup? I don't get it - I mean is there any other place in the english lingo where 'chu' should sound like 'ssssssss'?

I totally * enjoyed West Wing last night... basically that show is the reason we have tv right now - beside the raft of kiddy shoes that the boys watch I mean. I'm betting the writers are just having a hoot about getting to write dialog for the new character (Ainsley Hay or Hayes? played by Emily Proctor) to exchange with Sam Seaborn (Rob Lowe). These two are gonna cat it up so good... I'm betting that kind of anger will result in one of those "how come this doesn't happen in real life" kisses that happens when two people are arguing intensely and suddenly 'smack'.

So, I've got a bitch-shit headache that makes the back of my head feel like it's got a three inch blood vessel in it that is expanding and contracting with my pulse (you know, science fiction movie proportions... hair moving, shirt collar stretching stuff...). Time for an advil and some food from somewhere...

C ya soon.

ps. do u ever click into your friends and check out their friends?

· Totally: I just could not figure out how to spell 'thoroughly" ???? [ th-er-ow-ly ]
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pizza... yum... this little 'in-the-building-next-door' cafeteria makes this great pizza crust (exremely yum!) but I gotta drop like 6 bucks for two slices... Thats it for my lunch money this week...
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Ok, a bud at wurque is going banana's trying to figure out a song... all he has is some "snippitts" of lyric.

The are:

Sun shining high
In the clear blue sky
Though my mouth is getting dry
Still I sing.
I lost the one thing
Truly mine
(which?) was my freedom...

(male voice sole - w/ acustic guitar)

any ideas out there?

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Some things you don't know about me…

Hi, my name is Andrew - although I prefer Corto.
I'm 38 but basically never really reached 30.

Almost two years ago I went to a hair place and they bleached my hair and colored it yellow. I enjoyed it when it was short and two-tone... I let it grow out. It was a very weird yellow... I wanted platinum. My co-workers (14 years in a fed gov job as a geek or boss geek) thought I was nuts - but many of them already thought that.

I left that full-time permanent gov job ... to work someplace that was not run by complete lunatics and ended up working for a consulting company that was run by complete lunatics.
Three months later I left there and started working for my present employer (Cognicase - a consulting company - geek central!) and I LOVE THIS JOB. A little manifest destiny here!

I have two wonderful boys, 2 and 5 and a wife that is more beautiful than she's ever going to realize (really! she's a babe but has no idea, to a fault - this drives me nuts - but that's ok. She's great and I love her like crazy. She, however, does not 'get' LJ, as in - she cannot grok the value or the karma of LJ.

I have a huge extended family of amazing characters... the stuff of a John Irving novel. Most of them live within easy drive distance, some even closer (there are bad bits to that but they are vastly outweighed by the good bits). Hawl out yer copies of National Geographics' "Travellor" (I doubt anybody actually has these but it's worth a shot) and look back about 7 months for a story about Scotland and there'll be a pic of my sis playing her fiddle in a bar. My father-in-law was a significant figure in the politics of Quebec, a judge and before all that, a soldier driving a harley davidson in Germany. He's like 85ish now. When he was 45 (42?) he was wounded in the war and fell for his 20 year old nurse... This could go on and on...

I can't handle booze... or at least I never try to. I smoke cigs... yuck... I am a guilt struck smoker... never in the house or around kids, mine or anyone else's. I manage to quit for about 5 months every year (winter = cold outside). I've smoked dope since I was 13 and it's had no discernable impact on my life other than enjoying getting a buz on.

Since about 1995 I've been a bit of a freak about music... sure I always like music, but never... I don't really know how to explain it. I'm wild about Garbage (Shirley Manson could burp a Chuck Jones song and I'd love it... sad I know... but tough!). The hunt for music that sends tingles up my spine and shoots lightning bolts back down has been rewarding to say the least. I have a web site (my LJ linked web site) that is a shrine to my obsession with Garbage. I love a lot of other music but I'm not make'en web sites to them...

Any ways, that's a chunk of me I thought I'd share... I really want to find the time to tell stories into LJ... kind of a way to bring memories back and do something with them... did you know you can download your whole journal?!!! Cool!
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