Attics of My Life...
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"Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and good with catsup"

Saturday, September 29, 2001
People at work suck. SUCK SUCK SUCK!

SUCK!

Someone said that Ricky and I were saying stuff that was putting down some race of people, which we weren't. We don't put down people based on race and also...We've hardly talked this week!

Our manager pulled us both into a huddle room to tell us this. We were in total shock. Naturally, she couldn't tell us what it was we said, nor would she tell us who said we said it or WHEN we said whatever it is we are being accused of saying. WTF? Why take us in there in the first place? I mean, if we're not supposed to do whatever it was we were doing and she can't tell us what it was that we were doing in the first place...Then tell me *HOW* can we avoid doing it in the future?!?!?

What a bunch of bullshit.

Okay, venting session over.

*goes back to UO*



posted by celeste 12:57 AM
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Wednesday, September 26, 2001
I need some new clothes. The ones I have are too big for me now. Sheesh.

That's about it. Mind went blank.


posted by celeste 6:55 PM
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Monday, September 24, 2001
Over 24 hours without sleep. Work *really* sucked. I managed 7 hours of it and skipped lunch. So I ended up at home after 2 pm. I want to sleep now, but if I do I will sleep until midnight and then be awake all night again.

*sigh*

*plays UO for many hours*



posted by celeste 4:37 PM
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