*gasp*
No, your eyes do not deceive you - it is true, for I Have Updated.
That sound you hear right now might well be a parade, because apparently I have not in fact forgotten how to use a computer, and am actually posting in this antique thing - I say antique because I am fairly sure that the last time I wrote anything in here was more than a month ago, but I fear to check because if I am right the universe may well implode.
... I can see that you have all missed me dearly, by the looks of complete bafflement on your faces.
"Who is this person, and why is she writing like that?" are things that might be said. Also: "What the hell? I thought we finally got rid of her months ago!"
Things Of Note That Happened To Me (besides the new capitalization rules, obviously):
Store Manager: So, no sales experience?
Jen: Um, no.
SM: And no management experience to speak of?
Jen: Well, there was that whole paint- I MEAN, no.
SM: I see. Well, do you want a management position in retail even though you'll have absolutely no idea what you will be doing?
Jen: Yes! Give me experience, damnit!!!! And the clothes discounts!
SM: ... Riiiiight.
Day One:
SM: So, you know how to do all this, right?
Jen: *mutters* Oh God let this be the right button... Woohoo!
SM: *CLEARLY HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS NOW* Or it's this one, right here... where I'm pointing...
Jen: Heh. Yes. I knew that. *facepalm*
Lunch, At Some Point During the Week:
Jen: *wanders the mall*
Jen: *sees Pirates poster*
Jen: *is distracted by the shiny on sale TV series, and buys*
Jen: *now holding shiny new season and also chocolate* I will never wander the mall again!
Not work related, but still Of Note:
The Boyfriend: (Obviously does not know that much about me yet, as he gives me all of season 1 and 2 of House and then is slightly shocked when within a week I've read about 500 fanfics and finished the series)
Jen: Woohoo! (Also, let us note, this is yet another het pairing that I have fallen for. Obviously this is all a mind control plot.)
Another House related thing, just for the heck of it - at The Boyfriend's house, where I proceed to commandeer the nearest notebook and then scribble furiously until I am distracted by something that was possibly shiny or food related, at which point I lost all interest. The 3/4 that I managed to write before my mind abandoned me in such a gratifying way is sitting in my room, mocking me.
School Related Of Note Things:
I finally figured out where all those emails where sent, so now I can do all those readings and assignments and, you know, not fail. I also completely forgot that I had an assignment due today at 6. Good thing I checked my email about an hour and a half ago. Oops.
Last Of Note Thing, Because I Am Sure You Are All Sick And Tired Of Me And My Capitals:
Anyone who I haven't talked to or written to or seen when I really should have, please let me know, so that I can do all those things and then actually be social and stuff, and also with the seeing you bit.
That sound you hear right now might well be a parade, because apparently I have not in fact forgotten how to use a computer, and am actually posting in this antique thing - I say antique because I am fairly sure that the last time I wrote anything in here was more than a month ago, but I fear to check because if I am right the universe may well implode.
... I can see that you have all missed me dearly, by the looks of complete bafflement on your faces.
"Who is this person, and why is she writing like that?" are things that might be said. Also: "What the hell? I thought we finally got rid of her months ago!"
Things Of Note That Happened To Me (besides the new capitalization rules, obviously):
Store Manager: So, no sales experience?
Jen: Um, no.
SM: And no management experience to speak of?
Jen: Well, there was that whole paint- I MEAN, no.
SM: I see. Well, do you want a management position in retail even though you'll have absolutely no idea what you will be doing?
Jen: Yes! Give me experience, damnit!!!! And the clothes discounts!
SM: ... Riiiiight.
Day One:
SM: So, you know how to do all this, right?
Jen: *mutters* Oh God let this be the right button... Woohoo!
SM: *CLEARLY HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS NOW* Or it's this one, right here... where I'm pointing...
Jen: Heh. Yes. I knew that. *facepalm*
Lunch, At Some Point During the Week:
Jen: *wanders the mall*
Jen: *sees Pirates poster*
Jen: *is distracted by the shiny on sale TV series, and buys*
Jen: *now holding shiny new season and also chocolate* I will never wander the mall again!
Not work related, but still Of Note:
The Boyfriend: (Obviously does not know that much about me yet, as he gives me all of season 1 and 2 of House and then is slightly shocked when within a week I've read about 500 fanfics and finished the series)
Jen: Woohoo! (Also, let us note, this is yet another het pairing that I have fallen for. Obviously this is all a mind control plot.)
Another House related thing, just for the heck of it - at The Boyfriend's house, where I proceed to commandeer the nearest notebook and then scribble furiously until I am distracted by something that was possibly shiny or food related, at which point I lost all interest. The 3/4 that I managed to write before my mind abandoned me in such a gratifying way is sitting in my room, mocking me.
School Related Of Note Things:
I finally figured out where all those emails where sent, so now I can do all those readings and assignments and, you know, not fail. I also completely forgot that I had an assignment due today at 6. Good thing I checked my email about an hour and a half ago. Oops.
Last Of Note Thing, Because I Am Sure You Are All Sick And Tired Of Me And My Capitals:
Anyone who I haven't talked to or written to or seen when I really should have, please let me know, so that I can do all those things and then actually be social and stuff, and also with the seeing you bit.