Monday, February 26, 2007
1:39 p.m.

I’m back at work today. I’ve been off for three weeks, but I came back just in time for the excruciatingly boring once-a-month staff meeting. Three weeks off and I couldn’t find a way to avoid this? I couldn’t wander off to the doctor like my supervisor did? Ugh. A half-hour of nonsense involving IT issues…[other office drama]… The worst part of the meeting is hearing this month’s Flash report, which consists of the endless ramblings of our president. English is not his native language, so while he searches for the proper word, he fills the space with “uhhhhh…” and any given sentence contains about 27 uh’s. If that was annoying to read, just imagine having to listen to it. “The Flash Report for uhhhhhh January is uhhhhhhh better than uhhhhhhh any for the last quarter and uhhhhhhh….” I don’t even know what a flash report is, and really don’t care, but apparently we (the company) have a lot of money. These meetings remind me of being in elementary school. We all sit at little tables arranged like a classroom, and we visit and talk to each other while we’re shushed by the managers as they try to conference the other offices. Everyone usually tries to sit towards the back, including me. I try to get there early to make sure. If you’re in the front, you’re expected to pay attention and not count the president’s uh’s. The senior staff members and suck-ups usually sit in the front, along with the laggers who couldn’t get a seat in the back. I usually have a tally of uh’s in the corner and doodle on the rest of the page. Today I did not count the uh’s. This is what I did during the meeting, with some contribution from two of my coworkers. Note: I did not draw the gun shooting the horse; I drew the horse around the gun later, due to space constraints.

Today was pretty slow when I started this blog (obviously after the staff meeting). Now I’m a little slammed. Thank god. Mr. I-can-get-my-”doctorates”-degree-without-graduating-college wanted me to cut plans. Ugh. Heels and no ipod today means I refuse to do anything vigorous (such as errands) or anything requiring standing for a long time. I’m safely busy with proposal covers and pdfs. I don’t hate anyone today (yet) and haven’t cursed anyone in my head (yet). Fuck the assholes who…I can’t really think of anything that’s bothering me now. I can only hope that my emptiness is filled with rage soon. I may drop my writing class because I suck and don’t want to do anything to better myself. I’m drained from the whole damn UCSC fiasco, and would rather fill my days with playlists and bong hits, maybe do some acid once a month. Maybe I will quit my job to play Wii all day and sell weed. I mean Wiid. Can you make a career out of that?