What I really need is the job where I get paid for drinking coffee and rubbing fuzzy kitty bellies 24/7
2006-09-05 12:04 p.m.
I am getting paid to write this entry. Later, I will get paid to do some laundry. Then, I may decide to get paid for bumming around State Street, or perhaps for just hanging out here and bonding with my cats. Paid vacation kicks so much ass. I really should have done this a long time ago.Head Boss Lady told me that if I didn't use my accumulated vacation time soon, it would disappear in a puff of smoke. I didn't really have anything in particular planned, but if she's going to insist on paying me to not come into work for a week, who am I to argue? This weekend is my sister's bachelorette party, and there was also talk of Pie. Next week Weds, I have to drive my sister for a final dress fitting, and the rest of the next NINE DAYS are wide open. Booyah. Ian pointed out how completely awesome it would be if B&N called, say, today, and I could spend most of my two weeks' notice on vacation. I agree. That would be awesome. I just have to hope the universe also thinks this would be a funny joke for me to play on Fazuul and aligns things accordingly. Hello, Unnamed Cosmic Forces who of course spend most of their time and energy reading my little online diary just so they know exactly what would please me. How's it going? *** Rijid took the computer away with him for the entire weekend, so he could be part of Bob's Bachelor LAN party. (They also apparently went to a strip club, so you don't have to worry about the utter dorkiness of my friends.) The point is, I haven't done any of the online stuff I usually do daily since Friday. I think I need to go do some of them right now.
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