Things to hate, things to love

Things I hate:

That California is 3 hours behind. I need to contact someone there and I’m sick of watching the clock.

That Jim moved to Stamford and isn’t in Scranton and available to ask Pam out now (if you don’t watch The Office, which you should, you won’t understand).

That the “new” laptop they sent me is actually an old laptop of an employee who recently quit and it’s slower than my OLD laptop, I can’t get the settings right, even with the help of my HELP desk and that the company I steal office space doesn’t have the new laptop’s IP address on file so I CAN NOT GET ON THE INTERNET (I’m now STILL working from the old one).

That I saw a commercial for Sarah McLachlan’s CHRISTMAS CD yesterday. For the love of God people, it isn’t even Halloween yet! BACK OFF with the x-mas shit!

That my new pill is great in all aspects except it makes me retain more water than the Titanic did when it was going down. Is this punishment for wanting to have premarital sex WITHOUT wanting to get pregnant?!? IS IT??? Thank God for prescription diuretics.

Things that make me happy:

My sister is coming in to town tomorrow for 5 days with her daughter.

My sister and niece are staying with my parents and therefore my Mother has been cooking for over a week.

I will not have to go grocery shopping until Thursday.

I am leaving work early today BECAUSE. I. CAN.

Apologies and shootouts

Sorry for not blogging. Work is still crappy, my interim laptop (the one that’s not drowned) is as slow as molasses which is compounding my freaking out and the belief that I will never get all the stuff on my To Do list done and that subsequently the earth will fly off its axis. Oh yeah, and if you know what I did for a living you’d be laughing your ass off at that one.

But, overheard on the news this morning was a woman who had witnessed a bank robbery shootout with police yesterday in a Philly neighborhood: “It was the worst gun battle I’ve ever seen!” Really? In your lifetime or just recently? And how many would that actually be that you’ve seen? You looked pretty nicely dressed and you didn’t look the type to hang out in one of the drug-infested, crime-ridden neighborhoods Philly does have and where, according to the news, those things do, sadly, happen with some frequency. Were you in the military and did you see action? You don’t look the type as you looked pretty shaken up by the whole thing when you were interviewed. But who am I to judge.