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Almost Naughty

Nona — Fri, 15 Apr 2011 16:41:57 +0000

It's been over a year since the last post.
I almost deleted this thing a million times, but just couldn't because of all the great rants.
So, I thought it would be funny to take another semi-naughty photo since the theme has changed yet again.
Thankfully, I realized before I had my pants all the way off that it's not a good idea to be pantsless at work.
I knew I should have worn a skirt today.

Whooaaa..

froggy — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 01:31:58 +0000

Trippy. I forgot this place existed. On the agenda for the immediate future: bake a pie for Pi Day at work tomorrow.

Work rant 1

Owen — Thu, 10 Dec 2009 06:43:06 +0000

Hello BAN,

You are so lonely and desolate; my own little internet ghost town. Due to the low population numbers and relative isolation, this blog would be perfect for a chemical experiment that turns everyone into zombies. Also I could rave on about my work issues and hope that no one ever finds this. Ever.

Client sends me document version 1 to make two type changes. After sending the revised proof back to them, I was informed that document version 1 was actually six months out of date. Could I please update document version 1 to include content from document version 2?

Why yes, that would be easy, just provide me with the InDesign file for document version 2.

No? Oh.

For reasons that are completely lost on me, I instead got a scan of a highlighted photocopy of a fax of a print out of an InDesign file for document version 2. "Please update document version 1 to look like document version 2... with the two type changes we requested originally." A thirty second text change turned into an hour and half long transcription job to create document that already existed somewhere on someone's hard drive.

Imagine if you were a car mechanic and someone walked up to you with an oil pan and said "I took this off my engine and now my engine is leaking oil". That would be retarded. When something is working perfectly fine, why would you take it apart? YOU BROKE IT SHOWING ME THE THING THAT WORKED. YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE.

My new favourite video

Francesrosey — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 05:15:25 +0000

Tommy Ill - Come Home Mr. Ill from Brian Hainsworth on Vimeo.

Mango song, Funny texts, and Complaining.

Mandi — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 04:39:25 +0000

That kind of reminds me of the mango song, Fran.

http://www.weebls-stuff.com/toons/mango/ <---- be aware, I don't think it ever stops. Pirates are included, however.

What really is cracking me up nowadays is http://www.textsfromlastnight.com

I'm super bitter right now because it's supposed to be summer. It's July, for chrissakes, and I am wearing a sweater to work every day otherwise I will freeze to death. I've been getting my warmth by using a tanning bed, and today the WHO told me that I was going to get cancer from doing so. I am moving to somewhere that isn't hell as soon as possible.

lol cat

Francesrosey — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 11:51:17 +0000

http://www.rathergood.com/lolcats

this makes me smile when I'm bored or in a blah mood.

I don’t like people.

Mandi — Tue, 05 May 2009 01:30:01 +0000

I am irritated when people make plans and then break them. Worse yet, I hate when people make plans and then do not call when they say they will. Leaving me sitting at home, having said no to others who have requested my company for the evening (and who, incidently, are now irrationally angry at me, considering I told them previously that I had tentative plans for the evening and could only do something if said plans fell through). So now I have no plans, an angry friend, and my previous sense of general happiness and well-being has given way to one of annoyance and anti-social tendencies. What a glorious way to start off the week.

Give me your advice

Pomeroy — Thu, 30 Apr 2009 00:14:40 +0000

I am going to New York for the first time next Tuesday. What are things that I HAVE to do while I'm there? Are there things I should know?

Moving House

Nona — Sun, 05 Apr 2009 17:03:00 +0000

When I tell you that I will help you move, I mean just that.
I will help you move.
What I am not volunteering to do is help you pack your shit.

After we were done moving things, we moved animals.
Cats + Car = Me getting crapped on

You know.. my sisters have never helped me move.

Lady of the evening.

Gurk — Sat, 04 Apr 2009 15:32:22 +0000

I went to a birthday party last night, when all I wanted to do was stay home. Sometimes I hate the social butterfly I've become. Probably haven't read a book in a month. Probably forgot how to read. Makes me wonder how I can still write. Oh... no wait.... I read Extreme Birds last week. Phew.

I miss my best friend. Two kids, a husband, in-laws, pets and a job have made her a little too busy for me... or for friends in general.

Early this year, I did something I'd been meaning to do for a long time, but hadn't the heart to do until recently. I removed the Matthew Good cds from my cd case, and returned them to their original cases. I haven't listened to them in probably over two years, and they were taking up way too much space in my 48 cd case. It felt wonderful putting them away. Plus it made room for newer ones. I'll miss thinking I hear the word "fishsticks" in a couple songs, but that's about it. I thought I'd miss more, but I don't.

Breakfast: pancakes... waffles..... or smoothie.

I want the stuff I ordered to come in already. I'm through being patient. Gimme. Gimme now.

This weeks' forecast: Some stress relieving shrieks/yells/crying/puking, work, making plans to NOT go out, with a good chance of showers.