Monday was my first day at my new job. I was really looking forward to it, so I ended up leaving way earlier than necessary, and then getting there way earlier than necessary. So I kicked back in the coffeeshop until the receptionist came down for HER coffee and said hello, they’re all waiting for you upstairs. I told her I was waiting for the woman from my agency (I’m at this place as a contractor right now) and that she should be there at 8:30 so what should I do? She went up to tell them and then my shadower came down (I’ll be doing her job because she’s the tech lead on this new project) and just as she got there, so did my agency person. We went upstairs (she brought me donuts!) and there were cookies waiting for me! It was terribly exciting. And sugary!

So I started learning about the company, and all the basic first day kind of stuff you do when you get to a new place. Learning names, I got a badge, things like that. I tried really hard to keep up but I was pretty overwhelmed, it’s hard to absorb all at once. Luckily Teh Scoot does some shipping related things in his work, so he has explained some things to me so he could bitch about his job effectively.

Then it was lunchtime, so I treated myself to a trip to Quizno’s for that Steakhouse Beef Dip sammich. mm mm mm!

I still didn’t have the right information and logins yet, so I tried to do some other offline activities to pass the time. One thing I did was take the last of my Zicam. I also looked for my cellular phone. Then I remembered: As I came in, I dropped it on the asphalt-which is usually no big deal, but just then a car drove over it. Le sob. So if anyone you know is trying to get rid of a Motorola T730, send them my way. Thanks.

Then I went home, only to discover that some of my birdies died. I was so very very sad. I think they got too cold, but I don’t know, and I feel so bad for them. Teh Scoot was nice though, he hugged me when I needed it and he cleaned out the cage. After that I read my email and found out that my grampa has brain cancer. I broke down and cried, it was just an awful lot to take all at once. Eventually I just gave up and went to bed.

Stay tuned for day two!

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Damn.

In a nice search for a nice link to give my good friend the Blood God, I stumbled across a review of Blade by the Christian Spotlight on Entertainment. It is certainly nice of them to show me the “Current Better Choices”, but what about the “Stay the hell away from these” list? I want those! And I realllllly want to see those reviews. heh.

I’m so entertained! And just get a load of their thoughts on Team America! (:

I have been taking these Zicam tablets, and they seem to be working. I am consistently breathing better, anyway, and I can’t complain about that. Except for being sleepy I’m doing ok. And the napping thing helps. But tomorrow I’m going to be busy busy busy!

I have to drop off borrowed movies to some folks, and then go have lunch with one of my fabulous references, and then get my hair cut, and then go to Ozone and make them give me Depeche Mode CDs, and then come home and nap nap nap! I’m one busy bitch tomorrow. Damn! I better go get some rest. zzzz…

We just saw a story on the news about how an escalator in the arena for a Barry Manilow concert suddenly sped up and it hurtled a buncha people to the bottom and there was some sort of injury to a person or two.

For some reason we could NOT stop giggling about it. I just thought it was funny to think about being on that escalator when all of a sudden, wheeee! Somehow that as really funny and the more I thought about it the funnier it got. J.Ro was worried about me because I was so giggly and couldn’t tell why and I told him, but still, it was too too funny to pass up. After a bit of random cultural remixing, he’s off to bed and so am I.

I had to note this before I forget.

hee hee hee!

This is still making me giggle. I must go sleep now.

So I got a job. Now I’m sick. urgh.

I’ve been trying to write this for like an hour, and I keep nodding off.

Time to put on some regular clothes and nap, I guess. I’ve been at it for awhile now as it is.

I need to try and clean some today too. And go to DEQ. That should be a hoot.

Stupid snot! WTF?? Why me? Is this karma or something? gah.

Jon Stewart is a brilliant delightful man. I simply adore him. Too bad he’s married and breeding. Now he’ll never be mine. grr!

Have you seen him yet? you can find him on iFilm.com or on BitTorrent or any of a bajillion other spots. I thought he floundered a bit, but here are some moments of brilliance:

“News organizations are looking to COMEDY CENTRAL for cues on how to handle this stuff?”

“You guys are on C N N. The lead in to my show is PUPPETS making CRANK PHONE CALLS.”

“It’ll be harder on us if the next administration is less absurd than this one. But you know it’s gonna be hard to top this bunch.”

“And you’re as big a dick on this show as you are on any other show.”

That Tucker Carlson SOB can shove his bowtie right up his ass-provided there’s room, what with his HEAD in there and everything. He deserved to be called a dick, and I’m glad that Jon Stewart had the stugots to do it.

I also read somewhere that the online viewings of this bit have surpassed the actual viewers of the show at the time.

I think I’m off to write a gushing flowery seventh-grade girl letter with little hearts and flowers and smiley faces over the i’s. eeeeee!

SO cute!!
I need one of these 128 mb flash drives IMMEDIATELY. eeee!!!

I’m sad they are out of stock.

Cutest action dolly thingy I’ve seen in forEVER.

Show your sack, you get sacked!

It’s like Kaleidoscope, but for OS X. How cool is THAT?

I got a job!!!!!!!!

Yay me! Yay I say!

I’m going to kick ass. Best. Job. EVAR.

eeeeeeeeeeeee!

* I’m anxious because I haven’t heard back from the agency yet about meeting the vice-president today. eeeeeeeee! I AM NERVES! Not nervous, just a big pile of nerves. gah.

* I just saw an ad that says “Got a cold? Wanna lick it?” um, EW! If you are just randomly licking things, that might explain why you got that cold in the first place dumbass! And ew! I know he meant conquer your cold, make it your bitch, that sort of thing, but ew! I suppose if I had to lick a cold it would probably be a little salty. (hee hee hee!)

* That Burger King ad, wake up with the king, AHHHHH!!!!

* I cleaned out my laptop bag today and I feel all accomplished after doing my purse yesterday. Woohoo!

* Boy Passions is boring lately. BORING! I’m tired of everyone being on the verge of something. Something needs to happen! But hopefully Ivy will come roaring back and start kicking ass and taking names. I doubt it, though. But maybe someone will blab about the email not really coming from Theresa. Or what’s under the Crane gazebo. Or who is REALLY Martin’s mommy. Or what Whitney is really up to. Or that David isn’t Grace’s husband after all. And Gwen really REALLY needs to suck it up. What a jerk she is sometimes. And Julian, get with the program! And why does Fox keep talking about his sisters? Who are they? How come we never see them?

* And don’t EVEN get me started on Days. Jebus.

* I really like Nightmare Before Christmas. Yay! What a nice movie.

* I should be watching more movies, we have so many I want to see again.

* That Quizno’s Steakhouse Dip thing is delicious! Every time I get one I want the next one even more.

I’m off to do some work around here now…do something with all the junk that doesn’t belong in my laptop bag, clip my fingernails, and burn some DVDs.

so my homie passes on a personal account from a Kerry rally. He’s in a wheelchair and he had a less than optimal experience. It was an interesting read, and I hope that you take a minute and check it out. It isn’t very long and you might be surprised how it turns out.

Thought I’d share.

Here’s the update:

Friday night: Went shopping to see what all we could find for our costumes. J.Ro and I spent the whole day goofing off and he spent it enjoying not being at work.

Saturday: went to MacForce for their uber clearance sale. Got a new Pod and a groovy set of headphones super duper cheap. And after rummaging through their box of cords I picked up a nice ethernet cable for Enid since she didn’t have one that quite did the trick. Then I ran to PC Club and Best Buy in search of the right FireWire cable, a search in vain, I might add.

Then Saturday night was the Martha Party for Halloween. It was all right I guess. I wasn’t feeling my outfit, my hair was a miserable failure, and I didn’t get a single good drink. This is actually a good thing though, because Miz Sober Sabrina had to drive a, shall we say, “bulletproof” Kelly and Jill from my hood all the way to NoPo and drop off Jill, then return all the way across town to Chez Verso, all the while hanging Kelly’s head out the window. It was touch and go for awhile, but no cookies were tossed. It was nice to see BrianRouletta, but I didn’t really enjoy it the rest of the time. I don’t mean to tell Martha how the party should go down, but if I had my druthers I’d cut the guest list by a minimum of half. Probably more like 3/4. But that’s just me and they aren’t mine so I can’t say.

Anyway! Then I went to bed Sat night after talking to the Scoot about my evening and day. He was snuggly! mmm.

Sunday: Sleeping in, then some snuggly time, then breakfast, courtesy of The Scoot. Yum! After a thorough hair washing (which was no small feat) and a shower I was ready to face the day. It consisted of sorting some files on my computer, cleaning out my purse, and eating dinner. A delectable pork roast with some mashed potatoes. So then I helped do dishes and kicked back. A weekend where I didn’t have to do anything. Astounding!

Now I’m up way too late since I’m tense about my interview tomorrow. I’m hopeful but I believe nothing until it is a done deal.

There’s the update. Enjoy!

I just want to point out:

I bitch a lot about The Scoot, but I need to say that lately he’s been very good. I like him a lot these days. I need to balance the bad with the good. I’m not sure if it’s a best behavior thing or what, but I hope it lasts. This is very very nice.

Why doesn’t mine look like that?

Cuz, you know, I think I missed out on something…

since it’s been awhile, I’d like to give a shout-out to the most beautiful, blasphemous bunch on the planet. They rule and it’s been awhile since they got their props. (:

J.Ro and I are going to a halloween party tomorrow. In doing some prep work now, we had the following exchange:

J: (putting his boobs in new stockings) This just looks like some kind of Xena weapon.
V: hee hee hee!
J: (holding up a pair of white nylons with a black nyloned boobie partway down each leg) Well, look at em!
V: hee hee hee!
J: Beware the onions of doom!
V: giggle giggle snort
J: Well, now they look better at least. (holds up the bra)
V: Look out, there go your onions.
(nylons full of rice fall on the floor)
J: hee hee hee!
V: hee hee hee!
J: (makes goofy face trying to hook his bra)
V: (never thought she’d have to type that sentence) Ya need help there, Figgy?
J: (makes goofier face)
V: giggle giggle giggle snort

So I went in and met parts of the team today. I liked them a lot and they seemed to like me. At the end of the interview, the most bosslike guy said that I’d be meeting the vice president early next week (and he’s sorry it’s not sooner but she’s out this week), and that my start date would be 10/25. If I blew it I don’t think they would be pitching me potential start dates. (When asked when I would be available to start I said I could report tomorrow. Then I looked at my watch and told them that I was already TiVoing Days Of Our Lives so could hang for the afternoon if it was THAT big of a rush. My devastating wit strikes again!)

This means all your mojo (naked or not) worked. Including J.Ro, who when I called him before I got there, answered the phone saying “mojo.” It was nice. Definitely helped me de-stress.

Their turnover is less than one percent, people REALLY like it there and they aren’t a startup and it sounds like it might be a real company after all. I’m so pleased about this. I told J.Ro after the fact, and here’s what transpired:

V: So it sounds like it’s mine as long as I don’t go in and tell the vice president that my last job was putting babies on spikes or something.
J: Nah. You can tell them your last job was putting babies on spikes, just don’t say “I used to put babies on spikes…and my boss was a fuckin asshole!!!”

So it’s looking good for me, but until it is DONE done I don’t believe it. Thanks for the mojo, I’m positive it helped. Woot!

Thanks again, everyone. It was nice of you to help me out and anytime I can return the favor, let me know. (:

Original Sin

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before I forget:

Padre: So what’s the deal with that…sticker…you have in your car window?
Verso: What sticker? TiVo?
Padre: No, that…other…one.
Verso: The one that says You suck and that’s sad?
Padre: That one that isn’t a Bush sticker.
Verso: Oh that. What about it?
Padre: I thought I raised you better than that.
Verso: You raised me to think for myself, remember?
Padre: Yeah, well…
Verso: Came back and bit ya, didn’t it?
Padre: (evil eye)
Verso: We won’t agree on this. You hungry?