Updating yall on my boring life.
So Im bored at work..
I got this stupid email from Joemar with a link. Was bored so i click on the damn thing. Tells me to put down FULL NAMES of three people I like..so after putting two obvious names down I sorta ran out of names to put in..so I put in Oluaps. Click okay, and the fucking thing tells me that its sent those names to Joemar.
Now normally I wouldnt care. It means nothing.
BUT THE DAMN THING SENT PAULOS NAME TO JOEMAR.
Now everytime i get an email i get all jumpy.
Half expecting joemar to say something..seeing that those two are really good friends.
Not that it would really matter, because some people know--I would just rather that it would not go around the office.
UGH. can i die now please.
That is the last time I click on links and absent mindedly fill shit in. Especially shit from work!!
UGH!
Other than that. Fun day at work. Stole Daniels Ipod, because being stationed on the second floor is boring. Chillaxin' to the likes of AC/DC, Led Zep and Jimi Hendrix. Oluap even came up earlier today to give me a lollypop. Truck took me to mickey dees and we had sundaes for lunch. Life is sweet. Its pissing it down outside (dress down day, another perk!) and this station is fucking freezing.
Been sick lately. Work has just been overwhelmingly toxic for me.
Two weeks ago my boss, Nizette the Executive Assistant was out on breavement. It meant that I take over her duties aswell as attending to my daily deliverables. The last day as acting superwoman I pulled a shift from 5:30pm to 8:30am. I think that sorta did it for me. By Monday I was struggling to keep up physically. Wednesday I was out. My doctor gave me three days off work. I spent 5 days, mostly in bed. Im still coming out of it. I sound like a barking dog every time I cough. VARK VARK!!
Cecille and I are so close to moving out now.
We are just waiting for word from the landlord.
The place is perfect.
Its a total of three stories. Its small but just right.
First floor: Living area, kitchen, small space out in the back and a covered garage..perfect for drinking sessions.
Second floor: Two rooms, one with a tiny balcony the other with a bathroom
Third floor: "Attic Rooms" Two little rooms with little windows. One would be perfect as another bedroom, the other we plan to make a den. We call that room the Hot Box room..as well..its perfect for hot boxing *wink wink*
Oh the fun to be had at that house. With a little love, a little color, that place will be PERFUCKINGFECT!!!
12 thousand a month. Workable I suppose. I need my raise badly. It would be easier if Truck moved in with us, only hes not in the position to at the moment. I think I can pull it off on my mediocre salary. No nights on the razzle for me:which will be okay. I need the space, and the time to do my own things.
Weird story: Last weekend we went up to tagaytay. Had a blast. The weather was perfect. Cold and breezy. Truck was driving. Only thing is on the way back down he had a hard time seeing, and couldve sworn he kept seeing cars and people walking down the right side of the road, only there was noone there. And 3 guys kept crossing the road. The same three guys every couple hundred meters. Creepy or what.
Kudos to Edwin for my avatar. I love that boy.Even if hes rockin' it in a hurricane in Florida. Crrrrazy for moving out there...but I love him regardless..my leetol Cleveland Steamboat. harharhar.
I have a feeling my Halloweenie is going to be boring as fuck. Again. Last year was kinda cool though. Jav's Steven Segal get up was a riot. Everytime I see him in the office with his hair slicked back, it reminds me of last Halloween. Fuck, that was a roller coaster of a year. So was this one...I cant believe its slowly winding to an end...shake me out of it please.
Alright. Enough of this. Back to work.
I got this stupid email from Joemar with a link. Was bored so i click on the damn thing. Tells me to put down FULL NAMES of three people I like..so after putting two obvious names down I sorta ran out of names to put in..so I put in Oluaps. Click okay, and the fucking thing tells me that its sent those names to Joemar.
Now normally I wouldnt care. It means nothing.
BUT THE DAMN THING SENT PAULOS NAME TO JOEMAR.
Now everytime i get an email i get all jumpy.
Half expecting joemar to say something..seeing that those two are really good friends.
Not that it would really matter, because some people know--I would just rather that it would not go around the office.
UGH. can i die now please.
That is the last time I click on links and absent mindedly fill shit in. Especially shit from work!!
UGH!
Other than that. Fun day at work. Stole Daniels Ipod, because being stationed on the second floor is boring. Chillaxin' to the likes of AC/DC, Led Zep and Jimi Hendrix. Oluap even came up earlier today to give me a lollypop. Truck took me to mickey dees and we had sundaes for lunch. Life is sweet. Its pissing it down outside (dress down day, another perk!) and this station is fucking freezing.
Been sick lately. Work has just been overwhelmingly toxic for me.
Two weeks ago my boss, Nizette the Executive Assistant was out on breavement. It meant that I take over her duties aswell as attending to my daily deliverables. The last day as acting superwoman I pulled a shift from 5:30pm to 8:30am. I think that sorta did it for me. By Monday I was struggling to keep up physically. Wednesday I was out. My doctor gave me three days off work. I spent 5 days, mostly in bed. Im still coming out of it. I sound like a barking dog every time I cough. VARK VARK!!
Cecille and I are so close to moving out now.
We are just waiting for word from the landlord.
The place is perfect.
Its a total of three stories. Its small but just right.
First floor: Living area, kitchen, small space out in the back and a covered garage..perfect for drinking sessions.
Second floor: Two rooms, one with a tiny balcony the other with a bathroom
Third floor: "Attic Rooms" Two little rooms with little windows. One would be perfect as another bedroom, the other we plan to make a den. We call that room the Hot Box room..as well..its perfect for hot boxing *wink wink*
Oh the fun to be had at that house. With a little love, a little color, that place will be PERFUCKINGFECT!!!
12 thousand a month. Workable I suppose. I need my raise badly. It would be easier if Truck moved in with us, only hes not in the position to at the moment. I think I can pull it off on my mediocre salary. No nights on the razzle for me:which will be okay. I need the space, and the time to do my own things.
Weird story: Last weekend we went up to tagaytay. Had a blast. The weather was perfect. Cold and breezy. Truck was driving. Only thing is on the way back down he had a hard time seeing, and couldve sworn he kept seeing cars and people walking down the right side of the road, only there was noone there. And 3 guys kept crossing the road. The same three guys every couple hundred meters. Creepy or what.
Kudos to Edwin for my avatar. I love that boy.Even if hes rockin' it in a hurricane in Florida. Crrrrazy for moving out there...but I love him regardless..my leetol Cleveland Steamboat. harharhar.
I have a feeling my Halloweenie is going to be boring as fuck. Again. Last year was kinda cool though. Jav's Steven Segal get up was a riot. Everytime I see him in the office with his hair slicked back, it reminds me of last Halloween. Fuck, that was a roller coaster of a year. So was this one...I cant believe its slowly winding to an end...shake me out of it please.
Alright. Enough of this. Back to work.