mychai's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hell Day, take 2. (keep your hands on the keyboard!) It's over. THANK GOD, it's over. I'm talking about Hell Day. And this will be an exceptionally bitchy entry because: 1) I'm exhausted, hungry, and grumpy. Grumpy because all my poor ass has to eat around here are frozen waffles. AND NO F'N SYRUP. 2) I wrote a pretty kewl, witty entry in between classes on the school's Netscape browser. Lemme tell ya something, paco. I *HATE* Netscape. I'm an Opera user all the way. If it crashes, you don't usually lose your whole journal entry. So, I got out my pleasantries. Now you get to hear me bitch. 3) No sex. Yeah... this is pretty much a constant given. Something that is usually just assumed. But everything's coming out in this entry, baby! 4) I found out today that I'm not working two weeks of overtime at work. Nope! I'm working FOUR WEEKS of overtime. Not as in, I get no vacation this year. I mean, I work overtime days four weeks in a row. That means I am watching well over 50 hours of television a week for the next month. Hmmm... That's it. So, like I said, Hell Day is over. Seventeen full hours of work and school. It turns out that Porky the Poli-Sci Professor was wrong and his class can fulfill my general ed requirement. So, you know what this means, doncha? I get to see my favorite big-chested nonteacher twice a week! Except today I didn't see her. I imagine she's playing hard to get. She wants me. 'Cause I rawk! When I was writing the first entry that is floating in netherspace right now, I was sitting in the computer lab at school. This guy next to me was cruisin' through the singles ads and surfin' through webcams. I was preparing myself for him to whip out his love wand and commense gummying up the keyboard. I mean... Yeah, I do it to. But I do it at home. And I even put the blinds down every now and then. No sir. You won't catch Ye Ole JP stuffing the five-fingered turkey at school. No way. (Speaking of which... I'm sooo looking forward to Thanksgiving!!!) Hmmm... I think that's all of the news. Oh... My tongue is numb. Been like that for half of Hell Day. It's not completely numb. I musta been sitting on it wrong. And speaking of my tongue... Jenny the Pierced wanted me to mention her. Have I mentioned that Jenny the Pierced is HOTTT? She's pierced, y'know. And she won't let me see it. Although she says she will. But I suspect she won't. But if she does, expect me to not type for a while as I will have a bad case of Sticky Keyboard syndrome. 10:19 p.m. - Monday, Oct. 29, 2001 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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