Tuesday, March 05, 2002
I have a new plan
here we go. everyone is always still in my office. today, someone decided to eat lunch in here with me. I mean, jeez, crazyness… so I have this open word document here, minimized a little so it looks like I am doing something else. when really, I am blogging. this way, I get to keep my title, and I don’t have to worry about someone turning around and noticing the big title about sluts on the main page. it also looks more like I am doing work I suppose, than sitting there staring blankly at a webpage.
so yeah, what to really blog about. work sucks, but that is a given. I have to work on Sunday. I think this means I get Friday off, but still….. I won’t be able to go up for ryans 21 thing on Saturday, only on Sunday. even then, I’ll have to call in sick. I call them up, and tell them that my car isn’t starting, and I am in Bellingham so getting a ride isn’t really an option. yeah, that will do it. anyways, it should be a good weekend of fun filled funness.
weekdays have this blah attitude to them. I think bryan said it best last night when he said “I wish hangovers didn’t exist so we could drink everynight.” and I agreed, and there this sad feeling came over the car. oh well. we can’t have everything. still, it would be fun to be missing all the responsibilities that come with a 8-4 job. 8 oclock is really damn early, especially when you have a 40 min commute. I am not cut out for waking up this early. I never go to sleep before about 1. usually it is around 2, sometimes 3. I start waking up before 7. this means I get at the most less than 6 hours of sleep, and at the worst less than 4. I am not made to live like this. my body resists it. if you had asked me during college whether I would ever be able to do this, I would have told you it is impossible. yet, still I end up out of bed, on my way to work. it just doesn’t make sense. I still contend that I am way too lazy to have a real job. most of the time I do not consider my job a real job. I dunno, everything around here lacks that level of professionalism that you would come to expect. when I first came back, in the months before ryan came back, it was there. but now, with all the crazyness going down with the organization, and the complete seeming mental retardation of my boss, it is just nonexistent. no one really cares, at all anymore. there is this shroud of depression and acceptance around the office.
yet still I come in. not a day goes past where I consider just sending in an email that says I quit. each time I think, I have spent so much time building up this whole uncaring attitude towards this job, it would be a waste to leave now. I would just have to do it all over again at my next job. I wish things weren’t so damn expensive, and that I could just get some bullshit part time job to pay the bills. but that is not an option. everything is expensive. our heating bill was $330 this month. good god… needless to say, we don’t turn the heater on anymore. at least we try not to. I dunno, I think someone is, because bryan has had to turn it off a few times. the heat doesn’t get to the upstairs anyways, there isn’t a vent, so I could care less either way, whether it is on or off. in fact, I vote for off, because that is another $80 a month that I don’t have to pay.
oh yeah, I have a quick question for anyone who was on campus yesterday. was the power out up the hill at about noon yesterday? because all the stop lights starting at pacific and ending at 55th were out. it made for an interesting drive home, while people tried to figure out how to do it. it is pretty easy. a traffic light that is out is treated like a 4 way stop. but of course, you have the absolute morons who just ignore the fact that it is out, and go right on through. you would think after 3 stop lights, people would notice that they were not on, and that people were stopping in front of them like at a stop sign, and not just blow right through when they get up. it is scary.
bwaaaaaaaah, I so don’t want to be here. I just want to go home. it is really disappointing that there are always people in my office. I like it more when I am not accountable to anyone at all. in fact, I actually have something to do, but I need to use the computer my coworker is using, instead of this one. but I can’t, because she is always on it. oh well, I don’t really care if it gets done anyways, honestly. I would much rather not do it. but still, the fact that I have something to do but can’t is pretty damn funny.
why is everything so expensive. I don’t really understand how rent prices work. I mean, they just keep going up and up and up. inflation is a bitch. ok, I understand the underlying principles of why it is happening, I am just pissed because I get bit in the ass by it. I swear, inflation should only account for so much……
I watched the devil’s advocate the other night. I really don’t want to get totally into the thought processes this brought about right now, but I fully intend too before the week is over. so look forward to that.
here we go. everyone is always still in my office. today, someone decided to eat lunch in here with me. I mean, jeez, crazyness… so I have this open word document here, minimized a little so it looks like I am doing something else. when really, I am blogging. this way, I get to keep my title, and I don’t have to worry about someone turning around and noticing the big title about sluts on the main page. it also looks more like I am doing work I suppose, than sitting there staring blankly at a webpage.
so yeah, what to really blog about. work sucks, but that is a given. I have to work on Sunday. I think this means I get Friday off, but still….. I won’t be able to go up for ryans 21 thing on Saturday, only on Sunday. even then, I’ll have to call in sick. I call them up, and tell them that my car isn’t starting, and I am in Bellingham so getting a ride isn’t really an option. yeah, that will do it. anyways, it should be a good weekend of fun filled funness.
weekdays have this blah attitude to them. I think bryan said it best last night when he said “I wish hangovers didn’t exist so we could drink everynight.” and I agreed, and there this sad feeling came over the car. oh well. we can’t have everything. still, it would be fun to be missing all the responsibilities that come with a 8-4 job. 8 oclock is really damn early, especially when you have a 40 min commute. I am not cut out for waking up this early. I never go to sleep before about 1. usually it is around 2, sometimes 3. I start waking up before 7. this means I get at the most less than 6 hours of sleep, and at the worst less than 4. I am not made to live like this. my body resists it. if you had asked me during college whether I would ever be able to do this, I would have told you it is impossible. yet, still I end up out of bed, on my way to work. it just doesn’t make sense. I still contend that I am way too lazy to have a real job. most of the time I do not consider my job a real job. I dunno, everything around here lacks that level of professionalism that you would come to expect. when I first came back, in the months before ryan came back, it was there. but now, with all the crazyness going down with the organization, and the complete seeming mental retardation of my boss, it is just nonexistent. no one really cares, at all anymore. there is this shroud of depression and acceptance around the office.
yet still I come in. not a day goes past where I consider just sending in an email that says I quit. each time I think, I have spent so much time building up this whole uncaring attitude towards this job, it would be a waste to leave now. I would just have to do it all over again at my next job. I wish things weren’t so damn expensive, and that I could just get some bullshit part time job to pay the bills. but that is not an option. everything is expensive. our heating bill was $330 this month. good god… needless to say, we don’t turn the heater on anymore. at least we try not to. I dunno, I think someone is, because bryan has had to turn it off a few times. the heat doesn’t get to the upstairs anyways, there isn’t a vent, so I could care less either way, whether it is on or off. in fact, I vote for off, because that is another $80 a month that I don’t have to pay.
oh yeah, I have a quick question for anyone who was on campus yesterday. was the power out up the hill at about noon yesterday? because all the stop lights starting at pacific and ending at 55th were out. it made for an interesting drive home, while people tried to figure out how to do it. it is pretty easy. a traffic light that is out is treated like a 4 way stop. but of course, you have the absolute morons who just ignore the fact that it is out, and go right on through. you would think after 3 stop lights, people would notice that they were not on, and that people were stopping in front of them like at a stop sign, and not just blow right through when they get up. it is scary.
bwaaaaaaaah, I so don’t want to be here. I just want to go home. it is really disappointing that there are always people in my office. I like it more when I am not accountable to anyone at all. in fact, I actually have something to do, but I need to use the computer my coworker is using, instead of this one. but I can’t, because she is always on it. oh well, I don’t really care if it gets done anyways, honestly. I would much rather not do it. but still, the fact that I have something to do but can’t is pretty damn funny.
why is everything so expensive. I don’t really understand how rent prices work. I mean, they just keep going up and up and up. inflation is a bitch. ok, I understand the underlying principles of why it is happening, I am just pissed because I get bit in the ass by it. I swear, inflation should only account for so much……
I watched the devil’s advocate the other night. I really don’t want to get totally into the thought processes this brought about right now, but I fully intend too before the week is over. so look forward to that.
