jack of all trades

By christa 4 March, 2009 random

master of none.

right?

well, yes. but I think in this case, my jacking abilities and lack of mastering abilities has kept me employed.

My position at work was eliminated. They took away pretty much every duty I’ve had for the past two years and sent them off to other people in other faraway lands. But, I still have a job. I’m being shifted to the edit department, where I’ll get a new title (TBD) and new responsibilities (TBD). It’s very strange. How did I not get fired?

It’s basically because I’m so awesome. and cheap. but mostly awesome.

I exercised tonight for the first time since my pneumonia and hospitalization. It went well. I had three heart attacks and hacked up a dead body. whee.

did you know that I missed a work trip to Miami, BY MYSELF, for four whole days? Where I would get to stay in a nice hotel and be BY MYSELF for FOUR WHOLE DAYS? in florida, where I’ve never been, in warm sunny weather, four days, all me, no one else. instead, I spent most of it in the hospital and in bed, on the verge of death.

this freaking life, I tell ya…

let’s go to mykonos

By christa 23 February, 2009 song of the day

I’ve been horribly sick the past few weeks, with horrible sickness that I won’t get into because it’s boring and no one cares or wants to hear about.

I am feeling better now, but I don’t like computers anymore. I got sick from the computer. A nasty virus. I won’t get into it because it’s boring and no one cares or wants to hear about, but for the record, I thought I was immune, I had a mac, I am IMMUNE right? but this was one dedicated virus who was totally obsessed with me. can’t win against that.

now let’s really talk about info that is boring and no one cares or wants to hear about…

it’s been approx. three weeks (slightly less) since I’ve had marital relations with my partner, and you’d think that it’s been CENTURIES by the way he’s carrying on. I can only use “but I was in the HOSPITAL” for so long; it’s starting to wear thin. but you know, I think my little babbling brook deserves a break, and his damn penis can just chill the frick out. for reals. I don’t feel like it, okay? OKAY? I DO NOT FEEL LIKE IT. go away, watch filthy porn, have an affair, I don’t care, just leave me alone.

Now listen. I can’t promise to update more often because frankly the internet is super boring to me lately and I hate everyone and the world sucks. but maybe. who knows what will happen, life is crazy. I doubt it though. Me and computers are sort of on a break right now, free to see other people, and I’m kinda liking it.

to make you feel better, or worse, I’ll give you a fleet foxes song that needs more cowbell.

(I say that because it reminds me of Blue Öyster Cult, in a good way. they performed this song on letterman or SNL or conan or something somewhere. it was good. and by they I mean fleet foxes, not BOC. no one really calls them BOC. but what the frick do I care. go away.)