
Friday, May 03, 2002
it's friday and i've got a shitload of filing to do. yay.it's 2:20 p.m. and the day has already been quite an adventure. let's see...
had to work some more on that goddamn brochure. i think this was the final set of changes that needed to be made. i'm going to hope. if someone hands me another copy of it with red pen on it, i will hurt them.
my mom sent me a profanity-ridden e-mail calling me a fuckhead. that was nice.
i'm still waiting on my boss to return from a meeting so that i can get my paycheck. i am starving. goddamnit.
i made some copies. printed some stuff. i've been chewing this piece of gum for about an hour and my jaw is starting to hurt. what else? hmmm... wrote a poem... and that's about it.
so i guess i'll get to the filing now. i mean, it's not like i can go to lunch or anything.
boo.
perhaps i'll have something happier to report later. i hope so. jesus. it's fucking friday.


