*throttles*
Aug. 12th, 2006 11:59 amI forgot how much fun it is fixing other people's brainless mistakes at work. I wish I could train every person who walks through that front door to make sure they're doing their job correctly and yet ... no. I hate training people. I try to sound like everything's perfectly okay when people screw up doing this mind-numbingly simple job and I end up sounding mocking and derisive.
I need to start doing stomach crunches again for Winchestercon. I kind of want to try working on making my butt smaller, but I like my real-girl ass, damn it.
Oh, how I wish I had gone to the bank before it closed today and gotten up an hour earlier. I would be on the way to the movie theater to see Zoom right freakin' NOW. *sigh*
I have an idea for a Heroes fic, but I don't get to write it until I finish my synopsis. In fact, I'm not letting myself write any fic until I get the goddamn thing finished, so ... you know. *grumbles*
EDIT: Guys are coming out of the woodwork on MySpace to hit on me. I'd complain, but ... well, that last guy was kind of hot.
I need to start doing stomach crunches again for Winchestercon. I kind of want to try working on making my butt smaller, but I like my real-girl ass, damn it.
Oh, how I wish I had gone to the bank before it closed today and gotten up an hour earlier. I would be on the way to the movie theater to see Zoom right freakin' NOW. *sigh*
I have an idea for a Heroes fic, but I don't get to write it until I finish my synopsis. In fact, I'm not letting myself write any fic until I get the goddamn thing finished, so ... you know. *grumbles*
EDIT: Guys are coming out of the woodwork on MySpace to hit on me. I'd complain, but ... well, that last guy was kind of hot.
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Date: 2006-08-12 04:36 pm (UTC)Ick. Sympathies, then.
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Date: 2006-08-12 04:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-12 06:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-12 04:40 pm (UTC)*lufs your ass*
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Date: 2006-08-12 04:52 pm (UTC)