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May 2001

Stupid project

Ungh. I worked on this one last frigging project I have today. I don't want to do it anymore. If it wasn't for this obligation I could have enjoyed the day, but noooooo.... I'm here working. This must stop. If I must do this eight-hours-a-day thing downtown I want my off time to be off time. I want to paint and draw pictures and go to the pub. I hate transitions. I'm not doing this next weekend. This project gets finished this weekend and that's that!


Ugh

Must sleep. There is work to get out of the way tomorrow so I can get on with the business of enjoying the pathetic scraps of the day that are left to me after my time in cubicle purgatory. Did I mention that I got my little magnetic sign with my name on to stick outside my cubicle today? When my co-worker handed it to me I said, "I'm a somebody now!" and she didn't get it.

I must remind myself:


Ich bin ein Zellefallhammer.

(I am a cubicle monkey.)

OK, so I made an entry at work and forgot to bring the disk home. We had a meeting at the end of the day and it ran over so I bailed out as quickly as possible, especially since the transit strike escalation made a mess of downtown traffic. I had to drive this morning. I had planned to walk but forgot to set my alarm last night so drove at the last minute.


Regular Hours

Nice bloody morning. This whole "regular hours" thing is going to be an adjustment. I feel like I have jet-lag. I forgot to turn on my alarm for the second time this week. The first time was my first day. By sheer fluke I managed to wake up on time that day, but no such luck today. I rolled over and saw to my horror that it was 7:45. As it turns out my boss rolled in an hour and half late and one of my co-workers isn't even here yet thanks to the escalation of the transit strike.


Less than thrilled

Third day at the new job and I am bored silly. I'm sitting here inventing ways to update my LiveJournal without it leaving a trace in the proxy logs. So the best I can think of right now is using a word file on a floppy that I can take with me and then cut and paste into my Live Journal later. I'll have to think of something better later.

Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/14816.html


La la la... yawn.

What an ordinary day I had. In an ordinary building filled with ordinary people doing ordinary things so I can pay the rent and feed that cats. How thrilling.

Oringinal post: http://mbarrick.livejournal.com/14367.html


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