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Day: May 21, 2004

Well fuck you too

Posted on May 21, 2004 By admin

This is way beyond the ridiculous.

I hate Tomcat. It's evil.

And having someone tell you “I'm sure it's a simple thing” when you've already been spending 4 hours hitting your head against a wall does wonders for morale…Thanks boss.

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Pertaining to matutinal activities

Posted on May 21, 2004 By admin

Had this waiting for me in my inbox this morning:


greetings…
given the fact that today i will not have the possibility to excruciate you in person by making fur of things that you didn't spell right and thereby induce the wish to increase your caffeine uptake in your still somnolent mind, i decided in favour of sending this memorandum in lieu thereof, which, i trust, will serve the selfsame purpose in a most exquisite way. :D
have a lovely day, niffum…!
T.


You gotta love it :D

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One down, one to go

Posted on May 21, 2004 By admin 42 Comments on One down, one to go

Had my first decent date in months tonight.

Snuck out of the office tonight to meet Michelle at Hurleys. She's a nurse at the Jewish, 5'10″, blond, blue eyes, very curvy – she has meat on her bones – but not chunky. She's cute! Had a pint at Hurleys, and conversation was ok. We were both hunry, so we went to Bishoku across the street. She told me she loved‡ sushi, but was only experienced in shops at the mall for take out. Man, was she in for a treat :) She trusted me to order for her, so I got the classics (no, I didn't get anything nasty – though she did make a face at the soft-shelled crab, which she liked after having tasted). Dinner went well, with funny conversations flowing at a good clip.

At one point, [info]eniran calls. She's at a sex shop, because I asked her to go pick up the gift I'm sending [info]raspberrysalmon. For those of you who don't know it, it's a long story. Don't ask. She tells me the exact make and model isn't available, and starts listing a whole bunch of possibilites and that I need to choose, cause she doesn't want to buy the wrong thing (even though I have full confidence in her purchasing abilities). At this point, I'm having dinner in a nice restaurant, with a lovely girl I just met for the first time less than one hour ago, and I'm trying really, really hard not to laugh too loudly… Anyway, Michelle asked me what that was about, and I basically blamed it all on Eniran†.

After dinner, we took a walk to my office (to pick up my laptop – I needed to do a bit of work tonight) and then to Metro Video (she bought The Emperor's new groove, I bought Muppets from space – we have similar tastes in movies, btw). By that time, it was pouring rain outside, and she needed to go to bed early because she has an early shift tomorrow. All in all, a decent night :)

Now I'm home, gotten most of my work done (but my laptop is acting all bitchy), and realized that I have a shitload of stuff to do tomorrow:

– I need to buy a birthday card for my dad
– I think I'm double-booked for lunch, and I'll have to look into that
– I need to make and print out the DVD covers for the stuff I'm sending Tia
– I need to see Eniran before I have my date to pick up the thingie
– I need to make dinner reservations for my date (big d'oh! on that one)
– I need to bring my laptop and earphones, and call [info]mekez to confirm our train trip

… and I need to get some actual work done, and I'm also sure I'm forgetting something… sigh, can't wait for the weekend!

† I called her and told her this later on. She said: “oh, of course, no problem, I'd have done the same thing” :D
‡ Typo kindly pointed out by the snartass.

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