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From the ghost land of the easy life.

12 November 2006

if you want me you can find me left of center wondering about you :
It's a long week. Split days off will do that to ya. I finally got my raise. I didn't get my performance appraisal. My new boss hasn't bothered to introduce himself to anyone, I think it's bad juju to not even have the balls to bother saying hi to your new crew. Another lamo boss, gee wiz.

All's quiet on the dating front. I'm thinking of joining a local fat girls group. It's a good way to network and socialise with people who aren't going to put me down for not being a barbie and hopefully I can find a nice guy whose fetish is larger size rather tan large groups, young things, cheating or being beaten. Yea I get the winners.

It's all about the pay cheque this week. I did a lot of overtime. To the point where I don't want to do a minute more than I have to. For at least a couple of days anyways. I'm doing good on that whole healthier eating via the less fast food thing. Mainly because I want shopaholic psycho and overspent before. Now it's kinda cutting into my extra circulars but whatever, I'll deal. Tomorrow starts the count down to the operation part 2. Dec 13 I get the pleasure ? of having the glass finally taken out of my foot, and the 1.5 month hobbling time not counted, couldn't be happier. My DR may want to kill me but he's a drama queen anyways.

In the stupid is as stupid does department I got blamed for the smoking oven. I told Kid N the thing was smoking and I didn't know how to clean it and he says don't worry about it. Kid J come out with full white board notice on my not informing them of the issue. Uh, not really my fault I don't get paid attention to is it? And PS it was smoking before I used it, it's been smoking for weeks and your sitting there and honestly trying to sell me on the fine-ness of the oven as you used it right before me I don't buy it. You just didn't see the smoke? Right, that's why when I walked in the kitchen was all fogged with smoke. The oven just knew I was coming huh? I thought about writing back and instead went and said my piece. Whatever was smoking was there before I used the oven, way before and you can say what you want about it. Apparently I cook more then you because I've seen it for weeks and apparently I am way more observant to boot.

Yea, if only we could all just get along and be friendly. This whole us against you thing is lame. As if the world isn't a cold enough place already. Keep blogging.
ghost writer Ambrrrr at 1:21 PM

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