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Aug. 19th, 2004 06:20 pmI don't know why but this week has felt so incredibly long. By the time I got home from work I was in a terrible mood.
We had another cook-off contest thing, less elaborate than the first go round. My group won for best chili, and it was very good. My cakes were well liked, even though the blueberry one probably had too much sugar glaze.
I like our coworker Brian. He's a funny fellow, and devoted to his family. But I think I'm going to just fucking scream the next time he says that voting for Kerry is voting for boredom and we need four more years of Bush excitement. It makes me furious, and I just have to shut down so as not to cause an enormous scene at the office.
One of our friends in the office is getting a divorce. She's been seperated from her husband for a bit but now she's had to lawyer up. Her husband also works at the office, and he's lost it. He's hassling her at her desk, making threats, etc. It's shit that would have gotten her fired in a heartbeat but he gets to keep on because he's got a dick. I hate that.
There were crackwhores, honest to god crackwhores, at the gas station this morning. You have to be pretty desperate to be looking for a gig at that hour of the morning I think. Unless there's a morning commute rush I don't know anything about.
We had another cook-off contest thing, less elaborate than the first go round. My group won for best chili, and it was very good. My cakes were well liked, even though the blueberry one probably had too much sugar glaze.
I like our coworker Brian. He's a funny fellow, and devoted to his family. But I think I'm going to just fucking scream the next time he says that voting for Kerry is voting for boredom and we need four more years of Bush excitement. It makes me furious, and I just have to shut down so as not to cause an enormous scene at the office.
One of our friends in the office is getting a divorce. She's been seperated from her husband for a bit but now she's had to lawyer up. Her husband also works at the office, and he's lost it. He's hassling her at her desk, making threats, etc. It's shit that would have gotten her fired in a heartbeat but he gets to keep on because he's got a dick. I hate that.
There were crackwhores, honest to god crackwhores, at the gas station this morning. You have to be pretty desperate to be looking for a gig at that hour of the morning I think. Unless there's a morning commute rush I don't know anything about.