No more taking calls for me for the rest of the day...Sometimes, being a suck-up is good. Being able to do something no one else around can do helps, too...
On an unrelated note, apparently I cannot eat popcorn at my desk without making a mess. The cleaning crew must hate me..."Geezus Pleezus! Look, Consuela, he's been eating popcorn again!"
Anyone wanna shoot pool tomorrow night? There's a kick-ass little pool hall up the street from me, and I'm headed there tomorrow night...anyone wanna join?
*slurp* <--Mountain Dew, of course
Dammit, someone needs to invent personal teleportation devices...I'm so fed up with the whole vehicular situation (from all ends of it), that I just cannot fucking take it.
Dammit, someone near me needs to throw a party. I need a party...c'mon, it was my b'day this week, and I didn't get to do ANYTHING. Party, someone. Party NOW!!!
I think I need a vacation.
The Schwa Corporation's website either (1)doesn't connect, or (2)redirects to a wife-swapping porn site...neither of which is correct. No, I'm not posting the links, they don't work.
OK, fine, I'm the only one who knows what the fuck I'm talking about here, but it still pisses me off...
*walks off to fume quietly to himself*