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Like I seriously have no words...The Dark Knight.....

was just......man...a thrill

If I could string enough letters together to actually tell you about it I would but
gahhh...I can not right now

and if possible I'm going to try and see it again tomorrow(today...pish whatever)

*is soooo gidddddddyyyyyy..*...*bouncey happiness*

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I know I did have something else to mention in here, but it's escaped me for now, so no doubt, I'll be back when I think of it.
til next time, RdFreak

Wow.
Double wow.
This book absolutely rocked me. It was well written, funny, poignant, even educational. But the most important thing was that it made me think. About my life, about what I've been doing wrong, and how I can improve myself.
So many times while reading that book, I stopped and went "Oh my God! That's me! Right there!" and then in the next sentence, she would tell me how she fixed that problem, how she was able to improve herself. It was incredibly inspiring. I've taken many of the self-improving personal habits she aquired while traveling, and adopted them into my own life.

It actually made me want to become spiritual. (Not religious, mind you. Spiritual.) Its something I can't obviously switch on, and it may not be something in me that I'm capable of achieving. But it inspired me to go to yoga!! Which I think I am going to do again on Monday. And I'm going to try and go to the one at school this coming semester.

I've never had a book inspire me to do things. Or make me feel like a better, more open person just by reading it. Obviously, I won't run off to Italy/India/Indonesia to try and find myself like Elizabeth Gilbert did (although Ireland isn't out of the question...) but there are things I want to do in the here and now.

So read this book. Ladies will probably enjoy it more, since its written from the perspective of a woman) but lads, you might like it as well. Scott, especially you should read this, since you read more books than anyone I know.

Happy reading!

Current Location:	St Kates library
Current Mood:	accomplished

3/6/09

watch the teaser trailer

http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/watchmen/index.html

B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz. These people must state who they were tagged by & cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.

( answers behind the cut )

Current Mood:

contemplative

"For Christmas", she said with a tingle
"I'd love a gift cunnilingual!"
'Twas with joy and surprise
She found twixt her thighs
The tongue of jolly Kris Kringle!

There was a young vampire called Mable,
whose periods were always quite stable,
at every full moon
she took out a spoon,
and drank herself under the table.

There was a young harlot from Kew
Who filled her vagina with glue.
She said with a grin,
"If they pay to get in,
They'll pay to get out of it, too."

There was a young man named Sweeney
Who spilled some gin on his weenie.
He thought this uncouth,
So he added vermouth,
And slipped his girl a martini.

Dear dear dear oh dear how I hate you sometimes. Thank you for not complying with the injectable DMARD I shot in you last Friday. Humira is supposed to make you shut up and behave. But noooo, you wanna ache and throb and be a fucking pain.
And then you kill my back!
I've had to wobble like a pregnant woman for much of today because of you!
This is not fun.
I inject Humira in and you are to behave! That is how it works! So comply!

...had to put in to leave work early today becaues of you stupid pain which would otherwise be nice except for all the pain!

Current Mood:	aggravated
Current Music:	Howard Jones- New Song

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Yay winning fan art. Not good at all -_-; And no I'm not being modest, I rushed it the night before with some acrylic paint. Then edited it a bit on the computer to make it look better.

Cute idea tho.**

Current Mood:	silly
Current Music:	"Life is Like A Boat" by Rie Fu

One of the conditions I was given the raise was that I start 'thinking outside the box' more often. This vague catchphrase is a critique of my work habit and follow-through around here, which is somewhat understandable. The fervor for my job has been beaten out of me and I really no longer have any real joy in my work. The disjointed communication around here vexes me, and the marriage between the old firm and new firm is not an easy one, for the boss runs a tidy, tight ship and the lawyers that came over with me were pretty loosy-goosy with their filing, performance and planning. Butting heads, pulling rank and power plays are part of the weekly activities in the office.

In the old firm, pretty much everybody knew everything. If someone was out sick, then someone could cover their position. It was like a family unit in that way. All for one and one for all. In the new firm, everything is kept close to the vest and explanations seem to be given on a need to know basis. If someone calls in sick, then pretty much, their work hits a brick wall in their absence, regardless of importance. And, there's a lack of communication on almost every level.

Here's something that happened today

At around 5:40, I was engaged in logging in refund checks for one of our clients, when the receptionist Nicole comes to me with an envelope. "The boss wants you to drop this off at the post office". I get these courier-type jobs because I'm the only male employee and efficient. I know for a fact that the Post Office closed 10 minutes ago, and given the 10 minute walk it'll take me to arrive there, it's pretty much a foregone conclusion that that ship has sailed. But I can't say no. The boss doesn't tolerate any questioning of orders. When I voice my doubts about the success of this plan, she tells me "If it can't go out, just bring it back here and we'll find a new plan". So, I hastily set out to see this thing through. The PO is in a mall. I arrive there under 10 minutes to see a locked metal gate and darkness. They're indeed closed. I look around the joint for anything that looks like a drop-off spot, or anyone that is on the other side. Nil on both counts. I head back. I arrive back at 5:55 (pretty fucking fast), only to find that Nicole left early. The boss is in there with the cute lawyer and I make my presence known. He wants to know the progress. I report. He asks if I brought along my phone. I said I didn't. Before I can get my side in, he raises his voice about 'thinking outside the box' and if I looked for a mailbox anywhere. I know for a fact there's no mailboxes in our part of Downtown and that all mailing facilities in the city are done, but I know I can't argue absolutes with a man who's looking to pin the blame on someone. He makes me look like a dumbass in front of the cute lawyer. There's not really much I can say without getting him more upset, and it's not worth a blowout. Any debate with him triggers a vehement-driven argument, where he assumes that you're trying to challenge his authority, and this is regardless of who's at fault. Far easier to just swallow one's pride and take the verbal abuse, or else, it escalates. I didn't want to throw Nicole under the bus, since she told me to just bring the envelope back to the office if it didn't get out. I'm dismissed and I feel frustrated. Even if I had brought the phone and called the office, he'd get pissed that I interrupted him with something petty. There's no winning solution in an environment when your boss is a bully who demands nothing but excellence from his employees, even when he himself compromises any chance of success. One of the reasons Tatyana is leaving is because she can't stand the boss. Luckily, I don't work with him much. I spend most of my time working at my own pace, doing my duties without his input.

Another thing he pinned on me this week involved his wife. His wife works in our suite, but she's not a member of the firm. She runs her own company, where she offers mediation. Her bills and accounts are her own and in no way consolidate with the firm's. Just the ones sh shares with her husband. She's the most unpleasant, unfriendly, grouchiest woman you've ever met. Every now and then, she asks me for a favor. Yesterday, she asked me if I'd go to WaMu and get a form on adding a beneficiary to an account. I head to the bank and find out that there is no such form. I go back to tell her. She's in closed door mediation, so I leave her a note about how it has to be done in person, but maybe there's a way over the phone. I find out an hour later from her husband, my boss, that this isn't acceptable. Apparently, it was for their personal account. See, there's like a dozen accounts involving the office. She banks with a few places and I don't know what the story is about any of it. "Why didn't you find out more about it? Why can't you 'think outside the box?' Didn't the administrator tell you anything?" When I inform him that his wife is the one who gave me the instructions, not the administrator, and I was told nothing but to extract a form, and not even the information regarding what it concerned. He acts like he's in the presence of stupidity because I didn't know. I probably should have gotten more information, but I assumed it was for his wife and not really something that would affect the firm. I felt I was doing her a favor, not doing something on behalf of the boss.

The raise is substantial. I think that the administrator has now taken note that the boss has driven off 4 of the 5 employees in 3 years, and that someone who knows the procedures around here should stick around. I just have to 'think outside the box' more. I think the best way to do that is to assume that the receptionist is indeed the idiot I've always assumed she is, and to second-guess anything she tells me, and start to think of the rationale why this order was carried out in the first place and why it involves me, not her. That'll allow me to ignore some of the misinformation that I get from her, which is also substantial. Also, that no matter how unpleasant his wife is and how little she prizes conversation, I have to ask more questions of her. Also, to assume that none of the other employees know jack shit about what they think they do, for they usually seem to be in error.

In short, I have to mentally become the elitist dipshit that he is.

I feel obligated to stick around here because they've invested so much money into my notary everything. The government red tape seems to back everything up. I still don't have my stamp yet. Once I've conducted at least 20 notarizations, then maybe I can allow myself to start thinking of an escape plan off this haunted slave ship myself. I'd feel that then they've gotten their money's worth to some extent.

Batman's in theatres.......

I WANT TO SEE THIS SOOOOOOO BAD..!!!!

hopefully sometime this weekend...cause dude really I don't want to miss out on this...not one bit

cause this movie is going to be epic....

let's say it together EPIC........