There are some cuties at work, but ...
I'm half a generation away ... 10 or so years
Oh, well ... ocean front property or at least near a lovely park, where you can look and see flowers, though they aren't really yours and never will be.
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Monday, April 30, 2007
hot 'n' not
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Hope lies in wait
A guy at work is in training but is disappointed. "Patience. Perhaps for Jedi master, it is dinner too." I cannot teach him, he has no patience.
He, another guy at work, and myself were doing slimy work today and he confessed to me that he detested work's lack of training him. The "other guy" noted that he got about 30 mintues total training since he's been there.
So ... why am I special?
I have received training, but, ya know ... manuals are nice. I'm making one more for me, but it would serve others.
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Man in Black

I wear black at work and came home, after some cleaning with toxic chemicals without fingerprints. I'll favor being Agent P (Pain-in-the-ass).
I no longer exist as who I was, right?
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Disappointed
"You got to change your evil ways ... baby."
I believe that one fellow m persuant will falter and be out, for ... that person is, well, moody (bad attribute according to the DM) and not well appreciated by many. I hope that person stays the course, but there is always the chance it will not pan out.
As for me, I hope to find something else and bow out. It's not bad, but there are enough things with it that I don't like that I can see them chaning or getting better -- even if I had my own store. The people making some decisions aren't in a position to know. Well, we've always done it that way, seems to be a periodic mantra.
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Well, it's almost been 3 months now and I'm waxing nostalgicly on the days of hours of job-posting reading. The trials of working there and just dealing with it are taking a bit of a toll.
I will begin again with more dedicated working, with the exception of being bugged with projects not of my own making that will interfere. Anyway ... I've put a dent in debt and now have to find something else ... not favoring to drop this old hat without a new one.
Seventh job of a seventh job ...
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"of all ..."
"Of all the new people, you're one of two I like", said the guy with the best outlook and jovial personality there. If there's a happy guy singing or playing or having fun -- he's that guy. I guess it's nice to be someone other than the cynical tyrannical monster.
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Sunday, April 29, 2007
fixed itself?
I thought that the situation was bad or not-what-I-wanted, but the other party hasn't called, ergo ... nothing has changed. That is completely great news -- for I didn't want a change.
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tandem cheeks
On my way to work, I saw three girls (really, teens) walking and they moved their hips in unison left then right, etc. What's funny about this is that other people with more cheeks, can do this themselves.
The crew, where I am, has the Spring fever of "cat scratch fever" or "Seven Year Itch" or something of that nature. Many are prowling. I'm not in the game. I was, however, complimented on my good appearance, me being an old guy and all.
I have a large gash on my neck that will heal soon, so I'm off kilter.
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Saturday, April 28, 2007
diabolical
of the devil? That's right, that's my schedule.
T: off
W: 11 - 5
R: 5 am - 4 pm
F: 5 - Close
S: 4 - 10
N: 12 - 8
M: 9am - 5
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Thursday, April 26, 2007
wrong juice

I picked up some juice today and felt the need to objectify woman and give out some beat-downs and smackin' up sum hoes. I was gettin' my money and saw wat I be drinkin'
Wat dat?! Ah, no, man! Dat ain' me!
Tip -- don't drink this juice, Pimp Juice.
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not firm, but likely landing site
I spoke with the DM (not Dungeon Master, BTW) yesterday, and he knows of no plan to relocate me anytime soon. So, I can get a place closer there. I looked into my town of employment, but skip that! The prices are way out of line. I found a place where I might be able to bike to work, but it is a highway, busy road, no sidewalks.
I'm going to land in Columbia City, I think. After internet searching, I'll likely be here. I don't plan on moving until June, but like to plan ahead, given the chance.
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Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
If anyone has furniture they don't want ...
I'm not moving yet, but I'm thinking in about a couple of months I will. So, if anyone has furniture ... letme know, eh?
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Location, location, location?
This place here is where I might jump to be, it's bike-distance to work, but there are drawbacks.
Decisions to make. Who knows?
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lovely, but ...
A woman at work is lovely, attractive, young, but not "innocent". She could be Cinderella, but her smoker's voice comes out like Ursella from Little Mermaid. She's undoubtedly nice, practical, but she could do well to not smoke. Smoking, as I have mentioned about work, is a downturn. I would guess about half the employees smoke. That's just plain gross. In FW, my present hometown, smoking is soon-to-be verboten in public buildings.
"It will be a day long remembered." 'It has seen the end of smoking, and shall soon see the end of the lawsuits.'+
+ quoted and paraphased from "Star Wars: New Hope"
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Recoverable error
I made a situation worse, but the "situation" isn't beyond recovery. What was an odd situation, I made more complex, or rather I let it become more complex. A relationship that had bounds had those bounds ... set back a few paces or feet. Anyway -- not terrible, but the bounds where they were, were fine. Now ... the referree is reviewing the play and measuring the location of the ball.
I'll type again when the whistle "tweet"s and I can call where the ball lies.
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entertaining nomenclature
talented: stupid
bitch/jerk: smart
stupid: stupid
bold: stupid, endangers others or self
bright: dim-wit, with drug-activated intellidence
new: untainted, yet
innovative: untalented, but required to promote
rising star: minute 11 of 15 minutes of fame
crtiics love: avoid like spoiled fruit
scientologist: at level of branch davidians or Hale-Bop
civicly involved: shops locally
humanitarian: serving community service for E-felon or misdemeanor
beautiful: after sixteen hours of prep-work by un-named make-up artists, person resembles photoshopped person
real: completely fake
troubled: would sell liver for another hit, but still would favor Gucci over starvation
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new CD cover (one-sheet wonder)
Thankfully, the CD may be used as as toilet tissue as well, marking the quality of the muscian, or I mean to be environmentally friendly.
I hope this spells nearly the end of idol worship of entertainers. Alec Baldwin, Gibson, Imus, Crow ... how many people have to be stupid for you to see they are stupid? Entertainers, much like mice, interesting to watch, play with maybe, but you have to feed them. Ignore them and they die.
Spears, Hilton ... come on man, divorce isn't suprising nor is their sheer drama-queen-esque performances.
Entertainers ... enjoy what they do, not the people themselves.
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Wacked out
My mom is on a, well, truckload of medicines. Her reactions to them are a mixed bag -- Sybil, in other words. She doesn't have personality changes, per se, but rather like "White Rabbit", "this one makes you makes you smaller, another makes you tall and the new one, doctor gave you doesn't do anything at all (that you know)."
Skip that right out!
If I have to live on a plate of medicines when I'm old, I might reconsider the whole thing.
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