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( I work in security, of course I'm paranoid )

Got a phone call from a headhunter today. "Hey, I found a job for you!"

Dude, it's only been 18 months. Thanks for all the hard work, but I already have a job. Pinhead.

Let's see, 2.5 weeks left on my deadline at work.

There's still time to play a week's worth of Counterstrike.

I saw a specialist this morning regarding my deviated septum. Apparently the blockage is why none of the nose sprays work (or even the anti-histamines) and also why it takes me a month to get over a cold. The doctor rammed this fiber-optic tube up my fucking nose, all the way to the back of my throat. That was fun. So, to get this fixed, I have ( Read more... )

KRISPY

KREME

DONUTS!

Now that I have a job, the pinheads are coming out of the woodwork.

Got a call last week from some agency whose name I forget. Yesterday, got a call from those idiots at Snowdogs. HEY WANNA GO ON AN INTERVIEW?

I got a job. Only four more days of freedom. sigh.

Or as firni puts it: "Only four more days of putting up with your fucking ass being in this house 24/7."

I'm hiding from firni.

Hey, firni cooked RED MEAT the last two nights.

belch