Wednesday, October 30, 2002
I am bored. I'm sitting here at work, pretending to be proof reading a newletter filled with useless crap that we only put out to try and get more money outta the poor suckers we advertise for. Don't get me wrong, people are always using our books and everyone knows about them. I just don't like the newsletter. Don't ask me why, but it bothers me.
Hmm, almost 3 which means break time. I forgot my book at home (am I redundant?) so I've been listening to the tape me and P made last night. And now heeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeee'''ssssssssss break time!
IT'S PAYDAY!!!! I had completely fogotten. And I don't have a car payment to pay! And I already have cash! And I put all of my check last payday in my checking account so I can put this in savings!! Exciting!!! This is great!
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Ok, break time isn't over yet but I just had a memory trip and thought I would share it with you. Last year I was a senior in high school and also a co-editor of the yearbook. And we had a senior survey like almost every other school and they were pretty general questions. Who has best hair/smile/eyes/car/ect. Well, I was in charge of that section so I got to count the votes. And as I was going through the completed ballots, I saw my name on one of them for best smile. It surprised me cause I wasn't a super popular person in school, I had friends and all but I wasn't preppy. But by the time I got done counting everything I had 4 votes for best smile, 3 for best hair and 6 for worst car. I guess it's not that big of a deal, but just getting voted for made me feel super special.
Blame the Goat. - Shel Silverstein
"Goats are love. Don't them the die driving a bus weighted down with babies and unfulfilled dreams. Be free and always live alone. Don't waste time thinking cause nothing you will do will make a difference and then there is more time for coffee."--my boss.
Sheep go to heaven, Goats go to hell. - Cake
Don't ask me what inspired the sudden goat literature. I just felt like sharing.
Hmm, almost 3 which means break time. I forgot my book at home (am I redundant?) so I've been listening to the tape me and P made last night. And now heeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeee'''ssssssssss break time!
IT'S PAYDAY!!!! I had completely fogotten. And I don't have a car payment to pay! And I already have cash! And I put all of my check last payday in my checking account so I can put this in savings!! Exciting!!! This is great!
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Ok, break time isn't over yet but I just had a memory trip and thought I would share it with you. Last year I was a senior in high school and also a co-editor of the yearbook. And we had a senior survey like almost every other school and they were pretty general questions. Who has best hair/smile/eyes/car/ect. Well, I was in charge of that section so I got to count the votes. And as I was going through the completed ballots, I saw my name on one of them for best smile. It surprised me cause I wasn't a super popular person in school, I had friends and all but I wasn't preppy. But by the time I got done counting everything I had 4 votes for best smile, 3 for best hair and 6 for worst car. I guess it's not that big of a deal, but just getting voted for made me feel super special.
Blame the Goat. - Shel Silverstein
"Goats are love. Don't them the die driving a bus weighted down with babies and unfulfilled dreams. Be free and always live alone. Don't waste time thinking cause nothing you will do will make a difference and then there is more time for coffee."--my boss.
Sheep go to heaven, Goats go to hell. - Cake
Don't ask me what inspired the sudden goat literature. I just felt like sharing.
