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2003-01-08
*yawns* dude, i dont know what the frock is going on around here, but if they dont hire some new people into this department, im going have a freak out. we've been so freaking busy with the new year. duh, as if they didn't know that when they add like 40 gazillion new accounts that our work wouldn't triple. miserable corporate bastards ensuring our financial growth. in other news, well, there really is no other news. i went to bed at 9:30 last night. that was yummy. he who shall not be mentioned has signed up for curling lessons. i wanna take curling lessons. gah. oh, thanks to sweetycheeks for adding me to her favorites. that was swell. =) there are two particular food items that are really giving me fits right now. that would be 1. orange chicken from panda express and 2. pizza. i really want pizza. but alas, i am not going to give in until my world completely caves in and the fate of the universe rests on a plate of orange chicken and only i can save the world! or i stop by panda express on my way back from the bank on friday which is pay day. w00t! the pizza on the other hand.... i dont know. i crave cheese and fried fake sauced chicken. you ask youself, "self, wouldn't you rather have a chicken breast marinated in no fat mango salad dressing?" and your self tells you, "no. absolutely not." and you say, "self, dont you want to be healthy. and your self says, " shut up fatty. fork over the fried chicken and dont forget my pizza either. and ice cream. ice cream would be excellent too." yes, not only do i talk to myself, i answer as well. hell, as far as im concerned, im the best person in the world to talk to. i feel bad for the guy that empties my trash everyday. i mean, every day that im here there's always apple cores or orange peels or something really nasty in there. and every day he sees me, sitting here in my cube, im sure, silently cursing my name for making my trash dirty. im sorry, trashman.
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