16May00
it's funny how protective i feel of paul sometimes.... he's a pretty soft-spoken, easy-going kind of guy, and he almost never raises his voice to people, or talks back in anyway... even when it's warranted. this woman that works with us was just trying to install her new photoshop upgrade, and she was having trouble because she threw away the original serial number - and she was yelling at paul about it... i'm sure she wasn't suggesting it was his fault, but she was definately raising her voice to him, and basically asking him what he was going to do about it - and i almost lost it on her. i mean, it's not his fault she was too irresponsible to keep what she needed - and it's not really his job to keep everybody upgraded anyway - he just got drafted because he's the only person in this whole god forsaken place who knows how a computer runs... so he gets to try and keep everybody else up and running on top of his regular job... and nobody seems to even appreciate it! god, that pisses me off.
okay, sorry, i just needed to get that out before i did something i regreted. tonight i'm supposed to go work out with amie again - i'm glad i'm keeping up with this... i think it's making a difference. now all i need to do is figure out what to do with my ugly-ass hair. it's at that horrible 'growing-out' stage where i can't for the life of me, figure out what to do with it to make it look decent. plus, i'm hating the color... it's faded quite a bit since i died it red, and now the roots are starting to show... i'd like to dye it back to my original dark brown color, but i'm afraid it won't last - the way it faded last time, i'm thinking my hair prefers to be blonde. but, i'm thinking with the tan i'm getting it'll look much better dark. i know, who gives a rats ass, right?
i'm trying a new horoscope because that other one bored me, let me know if you like it better.