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09:46pm 08/03/2008
I'm waiting until the end to pic an icon for this post. We'll where the mood goes. I'm wearing my Angry Day t-shirt. I love this shirt. I found it when I did laundry last time. :)

I'm sitting at 4th Avenue, having a frosty beer and playing on the internets. I brought the computer with me to see if I could poke around the website for the company, but good god in heaven, I have no idea what is going on there. It's not just an FTP program, it's got a little bit of everything. Manages email, databases, etc. Good times. They posted on the "FAQ" page, which actually doesn't have anything frequently asked questions answered, thereby being misnamed the FAQ page...I can't go on, I just can't.

I think I may need to start looking for a new job by the end of the year. I don't know if I can deal with misspelled menus, bad grammar, bad management, and no one giving a shit. I guess the problem is that *I* care, but it feels like no one else does. At least, no one of consequence.

I also dislike that this job has become such a huge part of my life. It really should just be something that I do during the day (or night) and then I have my other interests. Photography, kitty petting, Scrabble playing, etc. Not just making pizzas.

I don't know. We'll see where the year leads me with this venture and then I'll just go from there.

See, I didn't mean for this post to turn into a crazy work post.

Other things going on: my cousin has joined the LJ family, you can see her at amadaanderson and see her exploits in her new home, NYC.

I was thinking the other day, I kind of wished that I had LJ back when I was in college. Not to chronicle my whining, but mostly to remember the names of some of the characters in my life. Like, L'Asshole. He was a French guy, I *think* his name is/was Michel, but I'm not 100% on that. He was a funny guy, I even had a little French crush on him. He wasn't stinky either. :)

The phone here keeps ringing. Everyone looks at everyone else to answer it. Fantastic.

I just called my store because no one was wearing their hat. tsk tsk tsk J thought I was a dirty phone caller. Hahahahahahah.

Ok, this is really going nowhere. Now, to pick out an icon. Later.
mood: blahblah
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