7 May 2003
Kathy's sick again. Turtle and I are placing bets on if she is actually sick or just skipping work. Turtle's bet is that Turtle doesn't care and won't find out either way. My bet is that I don't care and Kathy will tell me all about her sickness when she gets back.

So, because of the absence of The Torturous One, I have nothing to write. I'm sure that tomorrow I will have more than enough to tell when/if (I can hope, can't I?) Kathy gets back.
And right I was. I have a lot to add tomorrow (today), so I am borrowing the bottom of this page to add a little story. This will be an educational story. It is time for us to sit down and learn about the earth's magnetic field. The name of the story is: A Liar Called Kathy.

Every day, I get an
Earth Science Picture of the Day. Today, because of the ESPotD, I got interested in Aurora Borealis and Magnetic Storms and Aurora Australis and the Van Allen Belt and the South American Anomoly. Okay, I just looked all this shit up because I'm neurotic like that. And upon my research, I came across "How Compasses Work". I just looked it up. Remember that. In fact, look it up before you read the following dialogue with the All-Knowing-Kathy.

Kathy: "Whatcha doing?"
Me: "Looking up how compasses work"
Kathy: " if you get an earth sicence picture of the day, then how come i know more than you? Like how compasses work?
Me: *staring right at the web page* "So how do compasses work?"
Kathy: "the giant magnet located at the north pole"

Directly from website:  The Earth's core is thought to consist largely of molten iron. But at the very core, the pressure is so great that this superhot iron crystallizes into a solid. Convection caused by heat radiating from the core, along with the rotation of the Earth, causes the liquid iron to move in a rotational pattern. It is believed that these rotational forces in the liquid iron layer lead to weak magnetic forces around the axis of spin.

Me: "Heh. Well, what happens if you're standing at the north pole?"

Kathy: "The compass needle will spin around."

Bull fucking shit. Giant magnet? Know more than me?

Shut. FUCKING. Up. Kathy!

I am so pissed that she actually thinks she knows more than me. She is the dumbest shit I have ever met. Just because I don't call her on 99% of the fucked up "knowledge" she so generously spreads doesn't mean that she is smarter than me. I actually know things versus making them up in my head and passing them off as knowledge. Fuck her. From now on, when she starts acting like she knows everything, I'm telling her straight up what a fucking idiot she is and how wrong she is and it is going to be the best feeling in the world to tell that bitch off. "How come I know more than you?" Please, don't ever let me forget that she said that. The problem with me is that I most certainly am not proactive. I'm barely reactive. In fact, I am going to look at this page every day and remind myself of what a fucked up retard I'm working with.

Some advice for Kathy: Let your words be sweet; you may have to eat them later.
So, McFly had a meeting today with us, going over procedure and stuff. Whenever I would ask him a question, he would answer, then Kathy-know-it-all would answer the same thing he would answer with additional bull shit. It goes something like this:

Me: Why is the sky blue?
McFly: Because of the reflection of light.
Kathy: Because of the reflection of light and because I decided blue was a pretty color to make the sky.

What the hell?!?!?!
SHUT. UP. KATHY!
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