Tag: Work
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Packing
and my dad calls Well, it was bound to happen. Squishy has officially outgrown its britches, and I’m moving the site to a new webhosting company, with more space. Because of this, at some point next week the mail server might go down for a little while, or depending on InterNIC, it might be a…
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ih. ow. ih.
how to live my rock and roll lifestyle. 7:00am– Eric gets up for work. You don’t hear the alarm. You continue to sleep until the snooze kicks in while he’s in the shower. You feel like ass. As you grumble about him leaving the alarm on, you fall back asleep. 7:30am– Eric kisses you goodbye…
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Happy Hour(s)
why i know i shouldn’t be part of corporate america Oh, Lord. First off, I should say that I never attend corporate socials or parties. I’ve always tried to keep a respectable distance between myself and my co-workers, assuming that the less they knew about the real me, the better. That being said, I still…
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Bowling for Love
the special late-night Sunday entry The weather has completely changed over the past two days and it’s making me feel strange. That and I had stopped dry cleaning my sweaters because I thought I didn’t need them anymore and Cal totally puked in my favorite blue one that I’ll probably never wear again. [db] That’s…
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More Letters
letting you read my mail again. Dear Beer, I’m tired of your trickery. I can have three or four beers on a weekend evening and be completely fine the next day, but if I try and have a couple of beers on a Tuesday night you make me feel absolutely horrible the next day. It…
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GEEK ALERT!
game grrl. I guess it’s pretty obvious that I wouldn’t have a day job if I didn’t need one. I don’t really like the daily 8-6 grind. What helps, though, is sometimes I find myself at this new job thinking, “Well, if I had to have a day job, I’m sure glad it’s this one.”…
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last day
but i’m looking forward Well, today is my last day at my current job. I’ve worked here for two years and two months. It’s pretty amazing. I’m looking around this office I have to clean up and I’m finding things that I’ve completely forgotten about. Old clippings, old phone lists, old meeting agendas– I’ve been…
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i’m not proud
confessions and pathetic whining I had a new experience two days ago. I have not written about it before because I don’t really understand it, and I am a bit ashamed. Mortified, really. Okay, I’ll just fess up. Here goes:
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i’m just sayin’
outing my evil undead co-workers I work with vampires. I really am convinced that I work in a building covered in vampires. I always had my suspicions, but lately it’s gotten out of hand and I can no longer ignore the fact that my building is inhabited with the undead.
