Friday, May 17, 2002

Meeting Hell

This week was meeting hell. What the hell happened. I used to be insignificant, now I'm sitting in meetings all day long talking about all the great things we'll all be doing. Whoopdie do.

It's a beautiful day today. What am I doing? I'm sitting in front of my computer and filling out a .plan while I'm giving Susan a hard time. Oh dear god, I think the dog just rubbed a piece of poo on my bare foot when sat down to cuddle with me. Damn it.

I really don't want to go to LA. That place is the center of all that is evil and unholy in this world. Well, not completely, San Francisco has a percentage on that stake, but never the less, it's pretty bad. I can't believe I loved it there. Maybe it was just because I grew up in the "valley" so now I'm jaded.

I wonder how many people still read this damn thing. OH GOD, THE DOG FARTED. UGH. *sigh* kill me now, please.


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