November 19, 2005
Idea Comer Upper Wither
My myspace friend, Ryan, wimped out on visiting Purdue this weekend. This, after all the advice I gave him on how to keep Purdue girls from “flocking to his skinny body,” which he says is a common problem. “Problem” because he has a girlfriend now. hehe it’s cool cuz he tolerates me being an honest bitch and calling him out on comments like that or at least he seems to, since he keeps chatting with me. That and his reply to my mentioning that I might be dying because my smoker’s cough was flaring up was quite nice: “you’re one of my favorite internet friends, so you can’t die”
Today, Johnny told me “you should be a professional idea comer upper wither” if only such a job existed…it’s a nice thought, a perfect fit for my researcher MO.
Seems our IT guy told company pres that I was more qualified than all the other web ppl they’d interviewed and that I could prolly get the work they needed completed in a day, rather than a week like most others would take. What was funny though was when the pres suggested that they hand me some web projects, everyone there apparently just stared at him as if he’d committed a sin and said “she doesn’t do that stuff anymore.” hehe nice to know they all had my back, but I hadn’t forgotten the agreement I’d made with him to help on web whenever I was needed. But that lil talk along with some other things discussed, sure did add a lil skip in my step. No, it didn’t make me miss the web though :) Johnny’s projects are about the only thing that slightly maintain my interest in the whole arena.
Mini rant interruption: I walked out to get my mail today and I looked over at the neighbor’s house and saw a Xmas tree in the window. Honest to god, I stood at the end of my driveway and threw my hands up in that “what in hell are you thinking?!?” pose and muttered, “What the fuck. It’s not even Thanksgiving, ppl. Damn, things like that should just be illegal.” and continued to grumble to myself all the way to the mailbox. And now that it’s dark, I see my other neighbors have lights up outside on their trees. I seriously did a double-take. I was like, “Really? This must be a joke. No xmas stuff before thanksgiving. Period. Even the night of is fair game but nothing before.”
Oh yeah, time to bring back quotes of the day…from Thursday:
“We’re nice to you because we like you. I’m nice to you because…I like you.”
“by the malibu”
Cotton - The Mountain Goats