| May 6, 2003 | ||||||||||||||
| Tuesday should be called LONGday from now on. I can't believe how long I had to sit at work. I worked a little on a resume and cover letter for what appears to be a much better job, played Solitaire and Bookworm, talked to Karla and Amy. Amy a little, Karla a lot. Then Karla got to go watch TV. How I wish I had a TV here at work. But I settled for unspicy sesame chicken. And fried rice. My Mother asked me who I'd take on Family Feud with me if I went. I said, me. I don't know who else. I've sat with her while she's watched the show and she doesn't typically have the right answers, or know the right questions for that matter. But I still love her. Of course. Didn't do too much else. Watched the downloaded Two Towers, which turned out to be an excellent copy of American Pie. I watched it anyway. Watched the Brewers lose again on the other screen. I wish they'd start winning some of these close games. There really doesn't seem to be any reason why they don't. They get close, and then. Blech. Speaking of sex . . . Whatever happened to the vampire type story that I'd started here last month? I really need to get back to that soon. It wasn't far from being finished, and with the new site coming soon, I could post it in it entirety on there, along with a few other stories I wrote in the past. And you could view them all for the low, low price of $9.95. I'm kidding about that. I think all print materials should be free. I understand the costs involved in making them, but just imagine what joy there'd be among the poor, if books were free. And they could read, and Nevermind. I started training a new employee at work. First off, she's a moron, second, she talks too much and I can't find a single thing I like about her. Very difficult. She's been calling me Captain and Teacher and crap like that since she was told I will be training her. I wonder if I could arrange a small accident for her. Probably not a good idea, right? Anyway, that's all I have to say for now. I have to get back to my plots and schemes. See ya! Chris P.S.: The Brewers actually won the game 9-6. Psych! |
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