i came in to work to find a note on my keyboard: Misty(ish) Can you please the computer on tonight. Laurie.

now my computer is a fairly laid back chappy most of the time so it's pretty easy to please, i'm assuming the request from the boss' 19yo son was for me to leave the machine on when i shut the office tonight. why the request? why the bod at my computer when i'm away? why am i growling faintly?

well, i dunno what it was he was downloading, it was 14.3% into it, with 4 days to go. three messy new icons on the desktop too.

get caught in the bind, after all his dad bought and owns the damn machine, but i'm quite literally the only person (of 2-3) in the office who actually uses their computer for work. why not use the never present sales person's? why not use the rarely present dad/managing director's? why does he always come in and use my computer to download his hardcore fight vids, his this, his that, his damn kids these days tomfool frippery!!

stopped it, deleted it, emptied the recycle bin. jeez i'm such a cranky ol' babe.

You can always tell his dad you virus scanned it and it lit up like a Christmas tree...

i would if the dad was anywhere in the region, he's down with his new lady love in wollongong. but this virus thing is part of my concern, i've had stupid pop ups all week getting in my way because of something he did and didn't think to un-do.

i got my partner to send the boy a text to let him know.

well done on your clean out, bravus. last friday night @ home i did the "crafty cupboard" in prep for the guests and even plier-d one of the hinges back to life. it does feel good. now i'm eyeing up the piles of magazines & brochures still in their plastic on the edge of my desk. after all, there is a skip (dumpster) outside.

GRrrr. Snort.

Relatives visiting for Thanksgiving.

Helping me cook. Yay! (monster turkey, 23 lbs)

Burning toast, getting crap on the stove burners.

Smoke alarm just went off for the fourth time today. Grrrr.

My parents stopped by for an hour while on their
way to somewhere else. I made burritos. Then we
had some pumpkin pie from the local hippy store.
Delicious.

Thanksgiving is a lot more fun this way.

Of course, nothing beats last year's thanksgiving.
It was peanut butter sandwiches with a side of
carbon crystal.

is it a year?

quote:

Originally posted by misty:
is it a year?

I asked roughly a year ago, yes.

Correction: They were soy-turkey sandwiches.

Sounds nice, Marshy.

Today, the guy came to fill in the holes in the bathroom wall.

Then I told off a classmate for being a sophmoric shit.

SOY TURKEY! THE HUMANITY! OH, THE HUMANITY!

Ok, so yesterday, we had a critique session yesterday for my fellow classmates entries into the c=PC_1632" TARGET=_blank>One Book, Many Brisbanes competition (as opposed to its predecessor, the One Book, One Brisbane comp).

Of course, I'd actually failed to read their stuff (most of which I find painful), so I've allocated today to find a nice cafe - I'm think Southbank, it's overcast and cool today - and reading their stuff, and maybe banging out my own entry.

Of course, there's the probably of dragging myself away from the WGB.

quote:

Originally posted by lithos:
Of course, there's the probably of dragging myself away from the WGB.

Not very likely.

Went to a friend's house for thanksgiving and the whole big family was there. Everything was going well. The food was delicious and plentiful. There was an overabundance of pies. Good times.

However, I made the fatal mistake of accidentally being alone. And walking into the living room where all the older adults were. Deer caught in the headlights. They asked me if I had any cute older sisters. They asked me if my mom was single. And, I knew that two of the group were getting divorced, so I didn't know if they were kidding or not. Felt weird. Scared. Someone dear godalmighty rescue me. I made some nice little excuse to finally leave with some dignity still intact. Yeah.

Today is buy nothing day, which is fine because
I wasn't planning on purchasing anything today.
It can wait until tomorrow.

Then again, I do need to laundry and I should
stop at the bank to cash a check. Does puting
money in a dryer count as buying something?

Today is an excellent mail day. My copy of
Radin's Winnebago Hero Cycles: A Study in
Aboriginal Literature finally arrived. I'd
been looking for a copy of that for over two
years. Finally found one. It'll be read, wrapped
in acid-free paper and only one person will be
allowed to borrow it from me.

A friend sent me a thank you for his wedding
gift and also a couple of pictures of me and my
fiancee at the reception. I think these were
taken with the disposable cameras on the tables.
I think one of the shots was taken by the
photographers (nice people). We're hamming it up
pretty bad.

Another friend sent me an unexpected package
including a congrats on getting engaged, a used
magazine she thought I might like complete with
coffee ring on the cover, and a CD.

You pay for a service not for a good, so I guess it depends on your perception of it. If you think you buy services, then tough luck.
Today It was as boring as every other day of the past few months.
I woke up at 1, just in time for lunch. i had a horrible lunch. Damn, what do these catering people think we are?
So I came back and sat at the PC, looked up some stuff and posted around on the forums. Then I had a chat with a couple of old friends and discovered this wacky online rpg game - kingdom of loathing.
Then I got Hypnotize and shoved it in the Stereo on Max Volume. I went to dinner, which was marginally better than those meat-filled pancakes served at lunch. I made my first buck out of Google Ads, and now Im trying to get the website stand up to scrutiny so it can generate more revenue.
Man, I should change my routine.

quote:

Originally posted by Psychophant:

I was so waiting for you to use this one....
Took your sweet time.

typical day for charmakarmacat.

conquered all difficulties. made adversity my bitch. destroyed some enemies. made some new ones. made plans to vanquish the new ones and see them driven before me to the sound of the lamentations of their women. handled my motherfucken business. pulled no punches. recieved praise from coworkers and sycophants. took no shit. made the women swoon. cranked some tunes. did it up right. said fistfuck.

now it's lunch time.

quote:

Originally posted by charmakarmacat:
typical day for charmakarmacat.

conquered all difficulties. made adversity my bitch. destroyed some enemies. made some new ones. made plans to vanquish the new ones and see them driven before me to the sound of the lamentations of their women. handled my motherfucken business. pulled no punches. recieved praise from coworkers and sycophants. took no shit. made the women swoon. cranked some tunes. did it up right. said fistfuck.

now it's lunch time.

Just watch out, man. I hear the wheel of pain
can be a real bitch sometimes.

Today I went to work for 12 hours after not being able to sleep the night before. At the end of my shift I had been up for 27 straight hours. I am knackered and going to bed rather soon.

quote:

Just watch out, man. I hear the wheel of pain
can be a real bitch sometimes.

i fucked her in the ass during my coffee break.

quote:

Originally posted by charmakarmacat:

i fucked her in the ass during my coffee break.

< brock landers> Good ol' charmakarmacat.< /brock landers>