Dunno Why This One Is Always Easier To Do Than The Other...
but it is. End of Year thingee. first paragraph/whatever of first post from every month, Enero - Diciembre, 2007
so. i leave for like one minute and LJ gets all fancy and changes crap around... again. LJ is like the new Microsoft or something, always coming out with new versions that really-- are they any better than the original? well. okay, maybe that was a little too extreme a comparison.
- Enero
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gasp! for Febrero, i've got nothing! rien? mon dieu! not ONE post?! ohhhhh noeeeesssss!!!
*
lessee... jeez, i forget so much. music. work. sex. life. friends. politics. there have been literal months that i've lost and will never be able to recapture.
not necessarily a bad thing.
i got fired. - Nov '06
i took time off - Dec '06
i went Temp. - Jan '07 - Marzo
*
DeSean.
Sean Sean Sean Sean SEAN.
sigh.
it's been 6 months. you believe this shit? 6 months. Crushed in my prime! a SEAT CUSHION for TEENIE!
ahem. sorry. - Abril
*
i am so worried about Timmy. he's fine, i know he is; i spoke to him for half an hour and he was his usual self, if a little subdued. he's back in ATL, now; he'll begin working again next week, although he's a little upset with the producers of the play and the shady way in which they're doing business. using his images and pictures without his consent, not paying him for their use. he's taken an electrician's job on the side to make up for the time he lost. actors don't get sick pay, don't you know. - Mayo
*
why i keep quoting this song, i don't know. but it's one of those ones that run pretty much constantly through my head. it wars with various other artists, Jackson, Prince, Vandross, Butler, blah blah blah but that song, Wonderwall & friggin Clarity are almost always on constant repeat.
see? right now, Mayer does a funky little riff on his sexy little guitar and suddenly i know nothing about no headlights.
if you don't know the songs i'm talking about, worry not. it's not important. - Junio
*
i wanna journal. but i can't seem to find the energy. but watch me type out a whole bunch of bullshit, anyway.
Birthday Fest 2007 has had an inauspicious start, and i'm rather pissed about it.
i will make a valiant attempt this weekend to remedy that. - Julio
*
i hate tragedies. they make me cry.
planes flying into buildings and people falling out of windows all willy nilly? tears. (but video footage of men fleeing with their arms flailing over their heads still makes me chuckle now and then.) - Agosto
*
all plans this weekend have been abandoned. we did keep our appointments with Erin & Renee yesterday, and we had lunch for the second day in a row at Coco's, but that's it. a liquor run is essential, which will not help us cool off in the least, but still. it's essential. - Septiembre
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day one at the library. FINALLY!! yay. um, the physical aspects of the job are definitely going to be challenging. but i'm sticking with it; it's bound to get better at some point. i'm optimistic. because Sounds of Blackness told me to be so. um, my New Boss is a total basketcase. seriously mental. why should it take him six MONTHS to introduce me to all the duties i'll be doing as a MESSENGER CLERK (code for: Book Shelver)?? they gave me a list of 20 books, cds, and dvds to pull for patrons wanting them to be put on hold.
"don't worry, you'll get faster as you become more familiar with the dewey decimal system. do you think you can get this done before you leave?"
"um. i feel quite sure i can locate 20 items. i should hope so. i mean... be kind of sad if i couldn't, you know?"
"don't feel bad if you can't do it."
twenty minutes later.
"wow! seriously? already??? wow! good job!!! i bet you've got a million questions, huh?"
"um. gee. not really? should i have? dang, now i feel as if i've failed." - Octubre
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Patron-isms
Patron: "can you recommend a good movie?"
me: "sure. do you like foreign film?"
Patron: "sure!"
me: "how about Eat Drink Man Woman?"
Patron: "oh that's a great one!"
Head Library Dude: "what's that one about?"
me: "oh, family, food, relationships--"
Patron: "it's just like the Joyluck Club!"
me: "um... besides the fact that the characters are Chinese, how exactly, is it like the Joyluck?"
Patron: "it's the same story! YOU know, fighting with the Father..."
me: "the characters in JLC fought with their Mothers."
Patron: "the food..."
me: "i could be wrong, but only one of the characters in JLC liked cooking. and it was an American recipe."
Patron: (laughing) "well, i'm of Chinese heritage, and even though i was raised in Watts, i think i know what i'm talking about!"
me: "hooooooookay. moving on. try An Ideal Husband. Rupert Everette. Minnie Driver. Julianne Moore. can't go wrong."
Patron & Head Library Dude: "what's that one about?"
me: "it was written by Oscar Wilde, politics, intrigue, cynicism, biting wit."
Patron: "oh, i've heard of him!"
me: "awesome. have you read it?"
Patron: (in disappointment) "oh... it's a book? i was only looking for movies!" - Noviembre
*
yeah, i do find it a bit ironic that while i managed to slip in a belated mention of heidimo's birthday, i totally forgot to congratulate the Manic Planic aeroplanic (from whom i stole the sinfully delightful heidihomo) on the celebration of hers, which happened sometime, according to my overwhelmed gmail in box, late last month. - Diciembre
so. i leave for like one minute and LJ gets all fancy and changes crap around... again. LJ is like the new Microsoft or something, always coming out with new versions that really-- are they any better than the original? well. okay, maybe that was a little too extreme a comparison.
- Enero
*
gasp! for Febrero, i've got nothing! rien? mon dieu! not ONE post?! ohhhhh noeeeesssss!!!
*
lessee... jeez, i forget so much. music. work. sex. life. friends. politics. there have been literal months that i've lost and will never be able to recapture.
not necessarily a bad thing.
i got fired. - Nov '06
i took time off - Dec '06
i went Temp. - Jan '07 - Marzo
*
DeSean.
Sean Sean Sean Sean SEAN.
sigh.
it's been 6 months. you believe this shit? 6 months. Crushed in my prime! a SEAT CUSHION for TEENIE!
ahem. sorry. - Abril
*
i am so worried about Timmy. he's fine, i know he is; i spoke to him for half an hour and he was his usual self, if a little subdued. he's back in ATL, now; he'll begin working again next week, although he's a little upset with the producers of the play and the shady way in which they're doing business. using his images and pictures without his consent, not paying him for their use. he's taken an electrician's job on the side to make up for the time he lost. actors don't get sick pay, don't you know. - Mayo
*
why i keep quoting this song, i don't know. but it's one of those ones that run pretty much constantly through my head. it wars with various other artists, Jackson, Prince, Vandross, Butler, blah blah blah but that song, Wonderwall & friggin Clarity are almost always on constant repeat.
see? right now, Mayer does a funky little riff on his sexy little guitar and suddenly i know nothing about no headlights.
if you don't know the songs i'm talking about, worry not. it's not important. - Junio
*
i wanna journal. but i can't seem to find the energy. but watch me type out a whole bunch of bullshit, anyway.
Birthday Fest 2007 has had an inauspicious start, and i'm rather pissed about it.
i will make a valiant attempt this weekend to remedy that. - Julio
*
i hate tragedies. they make me cry.
planes flying into buildings and people falling out of windows all willy nilly? tears. (but video footage of men fleeing with their arms flailing over their heads still makes me chuckle now and then.) - Agosto
*
all plans this weekend have been abandoned. we did keep our appointments with Erin & Renee yesterday, and we had lunch for the second day in a row at Coco's, but that's it. a liquor run is essential, which will not help us cool off in the least, but still. it's essential. - Septiembre
*
day one at the library. FINALLY!! yay. um, the physical aspects of the job are definitely going to be challenging. but i'm sticking with it; it's bound to get better at some point. i'm optimistic. because Sounds of Blackness told me to be so. um, my New Boss is a total basketcase. seriously mental. why should it take him six MONTHS to introduce me to all the duties i'll be doing as a MESSENGER CLERK (code for: Book Shelver)?? they gave me a list of 20 books, cds, and dvds to pull for patrons wanting them to be put on hold.
"don't worry, you'll get faster as you become more familiar with the dewey decimal system. do you think you can get this done before you leave?"
"um. i feel quite sure i can locate 20 items. i should hope so. i mean... be kind of sad if i couldn't, you know?"
"don't feel bad if you can't do it."
twenty minutes later.
"wow! seriously? already??? wow! good job!!! i bet you've got a million questions, huh?"
"um. gee. not really? should i have? dang, now i feel as if i've failed." - Octubre
*
Patron-isms
Patron: "can you recommend a good movie?"
me: "sure. do you like foreign film?"
Patron: "sure!"
me: "how about Eat Drink Man Woman?"
Patron: "oh that's a great one!"
Head Library Dude: "what's that one about?"
me: "oh, family, food, relationships--"
Patron: "it's just like the Joyluck Club!"
me: "um... besides the fact that the characters are Chinese, how exactly, is it like the Joyluck?"
Patron: "it's the same story! YOU know, fighting with the Father..."
me: "the characters in JLC fought with their Mothers."
Patron: "the food..."
me: "i could be wrong, but only one of the characters in JLC liked cooking. and it was an American recipe."
Patron: (laughing) "well, i'm of Chinese heritage, and even though i was raised in Watts, i think i know what i'm talking about!"
me: "hooooooookay. moving on. try An Ideal Husband. Rupert Everette. Minnie Driver. Julianne Moore. can't go wrong."
Patron & Head Library Dude: "what's that one about?"
me: "it was written by Oscar Wilde, politics, intrigue, cynicism, biting wit."
Patron: "oh, i've heard of him!"
me: "awesome. have you read it?"
Patron: (in disappointment) "oh... it's a book? i was only looking for movies!" - Noviembre
*
yeah, i do find it a bit ironic that while i managed to slip in a belated mention of heidimo's birthday, i totally forgot to congratulate the Manic Planic aeroplanic (from whom i stole the sinfully delightful heidihomo) on the celebration of hers, which happened sometime, according to my overwhelmed gmail in box, late last month. - Diciembre