Oh yes,.. moving along nicely.. Why is it that every time you have a simple "okay day", nothing really great happened, but nothing bad either, somebody comes up and asks you "why are you in such a bad mood" and you're instantly pissed.. Like.. POOF.. insta-pissy... I hate being asked if I'm in a bad mood.. DON'T ASK ME
Can't say I didn't warn you 
My USB ports on the front of my computer don't work properly.. why is that? Did jesus wake up one morning and do it just to spite me? I dare say he did, the p***k. Plug something in.. BAM frozen screen, restart.. if you're lucky you might even see a blue screen of death. That's always a treat. 
Oh.. the peach of the day, this is brilliant, excellent story, you'll like it. I'm sitting in a meeting with all the top IT entrepreneurs of the province who have come to talk about getting our careers off the ground. The hardships, struggles, successes and failures.. good important stuff. About.. 25 minutes in, I hear a noise.. it's my cell phone. Quickly, and rather embarassed, I silence the ringer and check the ID. It's my sister. I hang up. She, being the persistant one in the family, calls back immediately, not taking the hint. I run out of the room quickly but quietly and answer it. She's sitting outside in the car waiting, and I'm to hurry the hell up as she is eager to get home. I suggest she come back later, she says no. Angry I tip toe back into the meeting, grab my things and very red faced leave the conference which went on for 2 hours without me. Now all the people I hate from school have given resumes to the top IT positions in the province and I'm ... ******** SCREWED.. thanks sis.. 
 Lady Tamuril · Thu Mar 10, 2005 @ 02:21am · 0 Comments |
