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"No, I lea...

"No, I leave on Wednesday the 7th.""But...you said that you would be available for work through the end of that week...""Um. No, I said that I would be gone on the 7th and would be coming back on the 14th. So, I cannot work anymore after this week.""Why didn't you tell anyone?""I did tell someone. In fact, I told everyone who worked this weekend. Plus I had been talking about the Boston trip for weeks.""You could have given a 2 week notice, you know."(Oh. Shit. Yeah.)"Could you maybe type one of those up for us today and bring it in?"(sigh)"Sure." Work called at 8.30 this morning wondering what the hell was going on with the cryptic 'last week' message written above my name on the current schedule. Honestly, I had thought about giving a two weeks notice..I did. But it got buried under the hundreds of other things that I need to do. Now I find myself stuck for works...I don't know how I am supposed to ...phrase this bad boy. Any suggestions? ^_^

"No, I lea...

"No, I leave on Wednesday the 7th.""But...you said that you would be available for work through the end of that week...""Um. No, I said that I would be gone on the 7th and would be coming back on the 14th. So, I cannot work anymore after this week.""Why didn't you tell anyone?""I did tell someone. In fact, I told everyone who worked this weekend. Plus I had been talking about the Boston trip for weeks.""You could have given a 2 week notice, you know."(Oh. Shit. Yeah.)"Could you maybe type one of those up for us today and bring it in?"(sigh)"Sure." Work called at 8.30 this morning wondering what the hell was going on with the cryptic 'last week' message written above my name on the current schedule. Honestly, I had thought about giving a two weeks notice..I did. But it got buried under the hundreds of other things that I need to do. Now I find myself stuck for works...I don't know how I am supposed to ...phrase this bad boy. Any suggestions? ^_^

I have nothing intersting to say. Carry on.

It is raining. It has been raining all day and it will continue raining through the weekend (says the weather boy and channel 7) for we have been hit with a tropical wave. Cover your heads children. This week has been..interesting. Nutty. I can say that can't I? I have taken three tests two in spanish and one in math. I have a final in spanish tomorrow..and then I am free. Until Tuesday, when I start statistics. I am so tired of school...I think this is what one would refer to as burn out. I get no leisurely vacation time -- time to sit and read, to sketch, to write..to be sane, really. I go to school. And work. And then I go back to school. I could scream. Granted, having only one course in summer B is a godsend (Ojala!) ...but still..there are many things that I would rather be doing. I say "Pbbffttt".

Your slightest...

Your slightest look will easily unclose me though I have closed myself as fingers you open always petal by petal myself as spring opens (touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose. Or if your wish be to close me, I and my life will be shut very beautifully, suddenly. As when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending: nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: whose texture compels me with the color of its countries rendering death and forever with each breathing. (I do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice if your eyes is deeper then all roses)Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands.

The romantic art of putting things off until the last minute

I would go for a drive right now - for I, the sick individual that I am, enjoy driving in rainy weather. But I can't, because the power steering seems to be acting up in my car yet again, I filled it to the max. line last weekend and decided to check again today (after hearing a bit of a grinding noise when coming around the corner of my driveway) and found that the fluid had dipped down below the minimum line. Either there is a leak...or someone is draining the fluid out of my car while I am not looking. I blame the chimps. (the public posts are always the most interesting. heh) I could be working on my math take-home test...but that would be productive, and hence counter-productive to someone who is trying to avoid being productive at all costs. Make sense?

Things that rhyme with snerple

1. I found a study buddy in math. This is good, for, I am bad at math. You see..math and I..have never really gotten along. It's like oil and water: it may look tasty, but trust me brother - you don't want to consume it.2. I got a 'B' on my Spanish test. You know, the one I studied for 30 minutes before the actual test. This makes me wonder: what the hell would I have gotten if I had actually put in more study time? Common sense tells me that I would have gotten a 'D'..because that is how it works. Really. Ask Jesus. 3.I was going to talk to my advisor after the afore mentioned Spanish class, but I made the mistake of having ramen before hand. Ramen makes me thirsty. I spent most of my hour and twenty minutes of class time thinking about water. And, for some reason, Jello. The latter concerns me, I think I am coming down with something. Something Jello related. 4.I am waiting for Mike's brother to email me back, for I got the strangest email from him this morning saying that he was very sick. I'm concerned. 5. I go to work soon, and I swear to God, if one more person says "It didn't ring up, it must be free!" to me, I am going to kill them and then enpale their corpse on the end of a pointy stick and place the pointy stick at the entrance of the store -- as a warning to the others. 6.Paul is a winner for putting up with me and my madcrazy mood swings. I think he deserves a round of applause. Or a duck. I think he would prefer the latter, personally. (Huzzah)

I'm posting it first.

Giove cozza: you're continual loop enbodied. ;-)MikeMarco14: i'll remember that when they ask what i want carved in my tombstoneGiove cozza: but you wouldn't be enbodied anymore. ...or..it would just be the body. erm. yeah.MikeMarco14: oh but wouldn't it be perfect then? i'd be fucking with people's minds until the very end. mwahahaha!Giove cozza: ^_^ i might have to steal that.Giove cozza: or "was composed entirely of meat patties".MikeMarco14: or better yet, "died while saving his family from certain death"MikeMarco14: i forget how that goesGiove cozza: heh. :-)Giove cozza: "ate carpet, died, long live lennon"MikeMarco14: oh, perfectGiove cozza: "lauren is dead. long live lauren"Giove cozza: "here lies a cat in the form of a former human who liked orange colored food, long walks on the beach and customer service jobs."Giove cozza: ^_^ are you writing these down?MikeMarco14: i'm saving this chat transcript anywayGiove cozza: lolGiove cozza: i liked my last one.Giove cozza: i might use them all though. so..it will be more of a wall..and less of a traditional tomb stone. MikeMarco14: the lauren memorial. there you go.Giove cozza: ohh. i could get one of those walls you can paint on. that would be nice. and my loved ones (all 5 of them) could write stuff on it.Giove cozza: like "died from yellow # 5 poisoning. what a moron"MikeMarco14: LOLGiove cozza: "I told her that cheeto wouldn't fit up her nose"MikeMarco14: ROFLGiove cozza: ^_^ weird in life, weird in death. the insanity never ends.

Insanity. Or something akin to it.

Giove cozza: i'm losing it.MikeMarco14: so am iGiove cozza: we could start an insanity farm. MikeMarco14: yayGiove cozza: i'll tend to the tin can garden, and you...can milk the chickens.MikeMarco14: mmm, milk chickens...Giove cozza: tincanmilkedchickens.MikeMarco14: yesGiove cozza: those too.Giove cozza: which, we will sell to the titty farm..which is to the right of our farm.MikeMarco14: we are entirely too crazy for our own goodGiove cozza: *grin* nooooo. we're sane, fool.MikeMarco14: yeah?Giove cozza: they're the crazy ones. with their laws, and their veggie burgers! fuck!