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Friday, January 16th, 2004
3:42 pm
music
Good. You know your music. You should be able to
work at Championship Vinyl with Rob, Dick and
Barry


Do You Know Your Music (Sorry MTV Generation I Doubt You Can Handle This One)
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(1 deaf ear | snide remarks)

Tuesday, December 9th, 2003
2:48 pm - Too much information
So, in the middle of November I got a new boss because my old boss accepted a position closer to her house. Anyway, so I have this new boss and she's NOTHING like my old boss. This one is loud, boisterous and feels the need to tell me anything. ANYTHING!! Yesterday I was relaying a funny little story to her and she was laughing so hard that she was crying. Well, then she proceeds to tell me a little story of hers. She says "Have you ever heard of the phrase 'Mix up a batch, and one for your snatch'?" Okay, I can only imagine where this is heading. So then she tells me that she dyed her cooch, then she tells me that she shaved it all off once and that she'd never do it again because it itched so bad. Who shares this sort of information with one of her employees? Not that I was appalled or anything, I just don't want to know what color or whether her beaver has any hair. Those sorts of things should be kept private!

current mood: tired

(snide remarks)

Wednesday, October 1st, 2003
4:40 pm - Please let me go home!
So I'm sitting here and all I can hear is Marge talking, or should I say yelling, to someone on the phone. The only reason I say yelling is because she is one of those people that likes to talk louder than others thinking that they will hear her better if she says it louder. It's a power struggle thing. Anyway, I'm irritated and her constant banter is not helping the situation. I'm 8 minutes from going home and she is the last thing I want to deal with today.
Oh thank god!!!! She's off the phone!!
So, to just add to my annoyance today, I had to hear about Linnea and her arm/wrist/mental state whatever the fuck it is. She's a hyper hypo and I just can't deal with her. That's why I've given up saying hello in the morning, don't want to hear about her ailments.
And, to top it off, there is this woman who works at HealthPartners whom I really don't like because she's one of those people that no matter how many times you try and tell her something she just doesn't get it, and she's not very nice. Anyway, she went in for surgery and I guess while she was in post-op she had a PE and it moved and she died. So, I guess I should quit saying mean things about her.
Two more minutes to go, two more minutes to go...

current mood: annoyed

(snide remarks)

Thursday, July 31st, 2003
11:42 am - Whoa!
Governor Tim Pawlenty just walked past my office. I guess today is some sort of special day and he's walking through the hospital. He's cute, I don't agree with his politics, but cute none the less.

current mood: tired

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Wednesday, June 4th, 2003
2:22 pm - State of Affairs
If anyone lives in the cities and can get ahold of a copy of the CityPages I suggest you do. There is a great article about the budget cuts. I hate Tim Pawlenty, but I think the welfare cuts are well overdue.

current mood: cranky

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Monday, June 2nd, 2003
8:34 am - ughhhh
I'm still sick.
The transmission in my car is shot.
I'm eating a bagel that's not really like a bagel. It's too airy, bagels are supposed to be dense.
Why is it that all things that could possibly go wrong happen on the same day, and on a Sunday, when you can't do anything about it. Luck of the Irish, my ass!!
Not to mention, I'm overloaded at work because not only am I supposed to do my job but another person's as well. Mind you, without any recongition of any sort.
Welcome to my hell!!

current mood: sick

(snide remarks)

Sunday, June 1st, 2003
9:41 am
I'm sick...
What the hell am I doing at work on a Sunday, I'm on crack!!

current mood: dorky

(snide remarks)

Wednesday, April 30th, 2003
8:33 am - News of the Weird
So last night we lost our first softball game. We weren't too upset about it because we played the best team in the league and we were winning until the last inning when they hit a grand slam. And by the way, the guy who hit the grand slam used to play on a B league and we're a D league. I managed to pull a muscle in my crotch (actually it's my hip flexor) and the girl who replaced me hurt her leg so we had to have a guy play 2nd base and sub another girl in somewhere. It was a mess. We were subbing people in left and right.
In other news, today is the Matchbox 20 concert. You know what that means, Maroon 5 is here. They're playing at the Xcel, which by the way is 2 blocks away from my work. We're taking a coworker out for lunch today and I'm going to do everything in my power to try and find those five fine men!!!!

current mood: sore

(snide remarks)

Wednesday, April 23rd, 2003
1:39 pm - You know you're getting old...
So last night was the first practice for our softball league. Holy crap! First of all, I need to quit smoking. Second, I can really tell that I haven't played in 9 years. It's not that I was bad, it's just that I've gotten old and now I'm afraid of the ball. Before I had no problem with a ball that took a weird bounce. Now, I freak out thinking it's gonna hit me in the face. And, don't get me wrong, I'm not uber-competative and need to win all the time, but those girls who can't play piss me off. If you're playing second base you don't stand on the base, you stand in the gap. Honestly, that's common sense!! Also, my ass and legs hurt and I'm feeling muscles I never knew I had.
Other than that, I'm taking tomorrow off work to spend with Sean and catch up on some sleep. I spent the first 3 hours of my morning fighting off the urge to pass out at my desk.
Only 3 hours and 7 minutes to go...

current mood: sleepy

(snide remarks)

Saturday, March 29th, 2003
10:35 am - The nerve of some women!
All I have to say is that women are skanks! They don't care if a man has a girlfriend or not, they sell themselves to anyone, like fake gucci on the corner. So let me elaborate:
Sean and I were working last night at the pub. Normal night, fun people, fun coworkers. Anyway, I see Sean talking to these two ladies at the bar. I didn't think much of it because Sean tends to be a talker. So anyway, I'm having a cigarette in the back room and he comes in and tells me that the two ladies at the bar wanted to know what he was doing between 2pm and 6pm. He told them that he would be spending the day with his girlfriend (meaning me). They then said that he should try and get away from me for a little while because they wanted to auction him off. Who the fuck are these women? I know that I can trust Sean, it's the nasties that I worry about. Those nasties being women who will sell themselves to anyone for anything. Regardless of whether he is taken or not.
We all know what it feels like to be cheated on, I was. At least I have enough respect for myself to never do that to another woman (even if I think she's a cunny bitch) because I know that feeling, and I don't wish it on anyone.

current mood: anxious

(1 deaf ear | snide remarks)

Friday, March 28th, 2003
9:20 am
I've been in this strange funk for the past week. I have no idea why. Maybe it could be because last Friday I had to shell out $1800 to some fucker who is too stupid and lazy to do anything right and the law is always on the side of those type of fuckers. I don't get it, I have to work two jobs just to get by. I guess it doesn't help that I live in a city where there is a 2% vacancy rate so those wanker slumlords can charge whatever they feel for a 300 sq-ft apartment that you couldn't even put a couch in. Where's my fucking assistance. I guess my assistance is being classified into a higher tax bracket so that I can be ass raped out of even more of my money. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for helping but I'm not for enabling.
Or maybe it could be because I just had to spend $400 dollars to get my brakes fixed in my car. Now that is anal rape!
And, to just smear shit icing on my crap cake, my boyfriend's roommate's girlfriend just dumped him so now I'm also a grief counselor. Good riddance to the ugly girl in my opinion. She was 22 and looked like she was 32. That's what tanning for 10 years will do to you!! Damn leather faced hussy bitch!
So, that's been my week. Thank god it's almost over. At 3:30 I leave here to go to the other job then home. Pillow top queen with down comforter, here I come!!!

current mood: irritated

(2 deaf ears | snide remarks)

Wednesday, March 19th, 2003
2:21 pm
So tired!
Want to sleep!
Too bad I'm at work, that sort of behavior is kind of frowned upon.

current mood: tired

(snide remarks)

10:03 am - I know, just bear with me
So, I spent the night at his place on Monday and went over there last night and he had bought a pillow for me for his bed.
So, recently I've had the opportunity to see things from the guy's point of view. A friend just started dating a girl and he bought her a toothbrush for his place. Sometimes they are just as sensitive as we are. Or in the case of me, Mavis and Becky, more sensitive. We don't have the luxury of being too sensitive, we've been stepped on too many times. You have to be a little hard in order to protect yourself, you learn what you will and won't tolerate from someone.
Anyway, going good so far, don't worry, I'll find a way to fuck it up.

current mood: giddy

(snide remarks)

Monday, March 17th, 2003
11:01 am
So Becky and I were in Video Update yesterday and the cutie patootie at the desk looked a little flustered and asked if we wanted to rent the dvd we brought up. I said "No, we actually came here to see your cute little face" I think that startled him even more because then he said "well, we are a good looking bunch" which they all are at the video store. The hottie looked like JR Richards, there was another one there who kept smiling, and then there's the one who has the bad dreads colored aqua, but man, are they all ever a bunch of hotties!!
Oh, and on our way to the video store we drove past this guy who was UBER FINE!
I guess spring is here!!!!

current mood: hungry

(1 deaf ear | snide remarks)

Thursday, March 13th, 2003
9:57 am - Some people's kids!
So I was buying my grande skim latte and cranberry juice this morning and some guy was looking at my rack! I was thinking that unless he has an MD after his name he can just stop dreaming right now! And, he had a handlebar mustache! That man has no right checking out the twins!!
So, Bruce Springsteen's "Pink Cadillac" is on the radio, that song is so bad it's not even funny. Last night I heard a great version of "Thunder Road" with Bruce and Melissa Etheridge, damn that woman can sing!

current mood: geeky

(snide remarks)

Tuesday, March 4th, 2003
11:41 am - Oh Holy Hell!
Well, I hate to say this but I think I hate my office mate. He is so fucking annoying! I just can't believe it. The first day he was here he kept saying "uff-da". I was getting so annoyed but I just let it go, then he loosened up a little which was cool, then I realized that he's an uber-geek and a teetotalin' dork at the same time.

current mood: sick

(snide remarks)

Thursday, February 27th, 2003
10:35 am
So Matt and I had it out today. We started talking about music and how I think music these days is a joke. When Nelly is nominated for some dumbass song called "It's getting hot in herr" yet they deny real musicians like Ryan Adams, Howie Day, Dishwalla, I could go on. So Matt said that he doesn't really care about the words, only if the music moves him. Hey, I understand that mentality, I know I've grooved to a little J Timb-a-lake in my day, but I wouldn't go so far as to call him a great artist. The music companies feed us this crap and expect us not to get explosive diarrhea.
George Michael said it best when he said that musicians these days aren't making their money off of their own words and feelings, they're making it off someone else's.
I just don't want great musicians to have to wait 20 years to get recognized like Joni Mitchell did.

current mood: annoyed

(1 deaf ear | snide remarks)

Wednesday, February 26th, 2003
12:56 pm - It's about time!
So the guy I share an office with had to go to Minneapolis to do some web crap. I am so happy he's gone, he's really nice but if I have to listen to one more Christina Aguilera song I'm going to kill him. At least now I can listen to Howie Day in peace.

current mood: creative

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Thursday, February 20th, 2003
1:10 pm - What's in a dream?
Have you heard a song that makes you think about the future, past and everything inbetween? I just turned on the radio and "How's it Gonna Be" was on.
First of all, that song reminds me of the summer. Why? I have no idea, maybe I saw the video in the summer, maybe it's because it was sunny in the video, who knows.
Second, the line "How's it gonna be, when you don't know me" It's weird to think that someone that you still think of may not be thinking of you or vice versa. That you spend so much time with someone and then they don't know anything about you.
Third, it reminds me of Steven Jenkins's big blue eyes. God, he has gorgeous eyes!!! Not to mention everything else, except that pre-20 prissy whore, Vanessa Carlton.

current mood: full

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Monday, February 10th, 2003
12:35 pm
I'm kinda glad this guy got arrested for possession. He's annoying as hell!

Smoke up

(1 deaf ear | snide remarks)

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