Today was one of those days. Honestly, it felt like this all week. Tuesday I was hanging out like it was a Friday (or a Thursday in my case) with no work left to do. Then it happened again Wednesday. Here it is Thursday… I managed to do a little work, but that only lasted me about an hour.
So what’s the deal? We pull our work from a database, if you will. And when new customers come in (I guess in bulk) they first must go through data entry, then and only then are we able to work on them. However, for some reason, they aren’t done with the files. I’m assuming this because we haven’t been able to pull anything.
So to pass the time, I’ve been keeping on news events until I complete grew entirely bored of that and found an article on Time.com regarding the 50 best website. (Remind me to post my favorites from that list later.) The sites I was able to visit here at work have become my new past time. From freerice.com (which my “instant friend” Kathy tried to get me to goto before) captured my attention for about an hour as well as expanded my vocabulary which I forgot most of and probably would never use in fear of sounding like a stuck up snobby professor. You see? There’s a word for that. It’s called pretentious. Now that you know what it means, I can use it. I choose not you big words all the time in fear of sounding PRETENTIOUS. But it all depends on who I’m talking to anyway. Small children get the biggest words. It’s my way of telling them to stay in school.
I always wondered where Kanye West found all those cool random items he has pics of on his blog. I found quite a few myself as well as several geeky nerdy stuff I’d buy if I wasn’t concerned with filling my gas tank… which needs to get filled today. >:oO
Speaking of cars, I’m hoping to buy a new one within the next 2 weeks. It’s KILLING me. Sorry Sam, it’s been a great 3 years, but we need to move on.
As for today, I woke up late… There’s no real reason why. I heard my alarm. I even clearly remember waking completely up to change the channel to watch the news and the weather for the day. ‘Twas the last ringy dingy of my alarm, so I knew there would be danger should I shut my eyes. Did I heed my own warnings and fears? Nay! And 3 hours later I silently screamed “I did it again” which I actually said outloud on Sunday when I almost missed church.
The drama that I now face is sitting practically alone in this office until about 6 or 7pm. Besides the immense silence, I’ll be extremely bored since by that time I will have already surfed the entire Internet allowable by company censors. There won’t be a single .com left for me to view, and .orgs are just boring anyway.
So I will play with my squeezy toy, twirl my Magnetix design I built yesterday that hangs from my desk light, rock out to whomever is on my iPod (Outkast right now), and count down until it’s time to move my car closer to the door… which would be in the next 20-40minutes when other lucky people go home for the day. But at least today I go home for the week. I shouldn’t have bothered coming in all week… but that gas tank doesn’t fill itself. I wish it did. Where can I buy solor panels?
never should’ve gotten out of bed
guess who has no work to do?
This is more of a picture of my new toy… not my album cover collection. I need to buy another Magnetix set…
"i’m goin’ crazy-crazy!"
Wow… Who knew getting some friends to meet together would be so difficult?
Sigh.
what the stank?!
It’s a little hard to make out but on the left is a mangled weird mutant popcorn next to 3 regular popcorns. I’m afraid to eat it… and its the 2nd one I found so far. How bizzare.
movie overload!
For the past weeks I’ve seen more movies than I can review. I’m trying to keep up. Really… But I’ll get to it soon enough.
In the meantime, I had an adventurous day watching Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of Crystal Skulls and National Treasure: The Book of Secrets. I must say, it’d be interesting to have Ben Gates and Indy team up… had they lived in the same time. And for kicks and giggle, Lara Croft. And if we wanna stick to who plays who… well… Jon Voigt plays dad to both Lara Croft and Ben Gates (as well as real life dad to Jolie, if you didn’t already know). Would that be something.
Well, I was going to go back and rewatch the first Indys just to remind myself of what what goin’ on 20 years ago. I actually missed the first 20 minutes too… I asked 3 people–the first person really didn’t like the movie, and fell asleep through pieces of it. I’ve realized she isn’t always the best movie companion since she has fallen asleep a couple times at the theater. Okay, okay… I made her stay up to see the midnight showing of one of the Pirates movies, and we all know how long those are. Another time, the movie was plain crap boring. And another time… I can’t remember, but I’m sure there was something.
My second watcher gave some pretty good detail as to what I missed. With that alone, I think I would’ve been able to hold out until it came out on DVD.
UNTIL my third watcher didn’t even wanna tell me because according to her, I missed a lot. This coming from my cinematic soulmate, yeah, I’d take her word for it and now I feel I need to rewatch the movie. If I wanna do it right, I should watch the first 3, first. I don’t have a lot of time. Indy might only be in theaters another week or so, if that.
Other movies I watched recently: Jumper, Marx Bros: Room Service, At The Circus, Go West, and The Big Store. I need to mail back the Netflix movies I’ve had for like… months. They are all Richard Pryor stand-ups, one of which I’ve seen already. But I’ve kinda lost interest in watching them. I think I’ll just send them back, and if I change my mind, I’ll put them back on the list. I really want to see Akira. I also want to turn my PC back on so I can play with Photoshop and make a picture of myself glowing a la Kanye West in the Stronger video.
Enough typing. I require sleep. I’m so tired, I can’t even fini
mr. fix-up
It’s definitely not part of my job title, well, maybe in the “romantic” part, but I’m not one to play Cupid, even though I’ve been writing several treatments involving Cupid…
Long story short, my friend is trying to hook up her sister with one of our mutual friends. She would’ve taken care of everything herself, but she doesn’t have his number. I did, so it was up to me to do my part and give him her number. Fortunately, I’m friends with the soon to be hooked up, so I think I just took over the matchmaking part. Do I think they’ll make a good couple? Who’s to say? I know I just hope someone wouldn’t ever do me wrong. And I don’t think anyone would, nor do I think this pairing is a bad idea. The girl is already attracted to the guy, and I know the guy well enough to know he’ll find her attractive as well. Personality-wise? I don’t see a big problem there either. But again, who knows?
I DO know that I need a serious energy boost like, right now, or else I’ll pass out on my desk in the next 20 minutes. I took a caffine pill. I didn’t want to, but I needed it. I didn’t get my morning coffee like I’ve done the past 2 mornings. I think they worked. Well, Monday was an off day. I should’ve listened to my mother and just went home for the day after I went to court. But no, I need them hours! But fortunately, 4:30 will be here sooner than I think and I can go home in no time. Except by that time, I won’t be tired, and I’m supposed to be hanging out with a friend… So all will be well. It better be. Plus the caffine will have probably kicked in long before that time.
I can’t believe I’m considering or entertaining the thought… but I don’t think I’d mind being fixed up with someone. Wait, no… I forgot, I’m denoucning women this week. Social and writing experiement. A poem a day keeps the juices from drying away. I guess.
Back to office work.
court!
I went to court today. They said that my case would more than likely be dropped. Nope… Fortunately, they did drop my fine from $93 to $35. Out of my 2 experiences being in/near courtrooms, I think I have determined that I don’t like them. Sort’ve like how people dread hospitals or dentists’ offices. It’s like you KNOW bad things happen in those places and you just don’t want to be there. Maybe it’s the blandness of the rooms. Well, the courtrooms. Dentists’ offices usually have those very light-colored, nameless, paintings that would probably cost $4 without the glass frame all over the walls to try to soothe victims/patients reassuring them everything will be okay and we’re not hear to hurt you… too much.
There’s nothing like that at court. Even before you get in the door. The cop-guards actually had me take off my belt. I can understand why… Maybe I tucked something right at the buckle. But what I wasn’t aware of is iPod not even being allowed in the BUILDING. So what did I do? Take all my effects and bring them out to the car and I came back with only my sunglasses and keys. They actually took my phone first, so I left that with them. It takes pictures. It does everything actually. I should’ve said that that was an MP3 player so they’d give it back to me. I’m not sure why iPods aren’t allowed. It would’ve helped kill a few minutes while I waited.
And waiting wasn’t that harsh. It still sucked because I had absolutely nothing to play with. My watch, iPod, phone, pens, belt (not that I play with that) all of it left in the car or with the authorities. I felt naked. And bored. But like I said, it wasn’t a long wait. Long enough. Only to find out that my crime wasn’t quite excusable because I didn’t have the proof to back my claim… which was that the car I had been pulled over in is now registered. My dad made a good point… it’s not my car. Why should I have proof? Oh well. I’m not one to pick fights, so I paid the fine.
At least I don’t have to do jury duty for another 2 years I think.
I don’t like courtrooms.
paris strikes again
I think I neglected to mention that I wrote not 1, but 2 scripts inspired by Paris, Je T’aime. Yeah, that movie really had an impact on me.
In slightly related news, I idly seeked acting schools for a friend when I happened upon the New York Film Acadamy, which I actually have heard of several times. Most of the time, from my beloved IMDb.com ads, but I never really looked into it. Well, only once.
Anyway, I’m definitely interested in going there some day. Looks like it’ll be a new focus since I discovered The Second City is no longer in New York City. I’d educate you on what The Second City is if you don’t already know, but I’d suggest you look up half of the SNL alumni and you’ll find out what it is and why I want to go. But I can’t let that get me down. There’s still L.A. which I’m presently not interested in. Or I can goto the hometown itself, Chi-town. It’s a thought. But NY is still my focus. It’s really where I want to be.
In the meantime, I will continue my local schooling here in CT, and continue my writings, and perhaps I can get some decent school and work established before I make my move to the City. Sigh… dreams.
Some very important DVDs should be arriving within the next few days, or so I hope. From Paris to a super Marx Bros. collection. I’m so excited. I wish a buncho of my film buddies were here, I’d throw a Marx Brothers marathon. Sad to say, I don’t think my circle of friends here know much about them nor would appreciate them. Well, ya know never know. But I have my doubts.
Kathy is telepathic… She texted me just as I typed “circle of friends” because she’s one of those people. It’s scary in a good way. She also is interested in this much raved about Paris movie. Well, I hope she will fall in love with it too.
rubber band ball part 1
Arica’s IMPOSTER rubber band ball. Yes, work can be that boring.
Paris, je t’aime
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