Chicago: customers are advised to allow extra travel time

yeah, all the stuff that people read.

I'm ready for my partay. Too bad I have to wait another 2 1/2 weeks.

I value my time ALOT, which is why I insisted on a job with regular business hours and no possibility of overtime or taking work home (even taking work home in my head!). I need to be able to not think about work at all when I'm not there, or at least not be a big ball of stress. I need to be able to spend as much time as possible with people I CHOOSE to be around, doing things that make me happy. Life is short.

Also, deej, there are job listings at Chicago Women in Publishing's website, but I think you have to pay exorbitant amounts of money to become a member and view them.

Sarah OTM.

yeah, all the stuff that people read.

It's definitely less of a mass-market industry than NYC, but it's disingenuous to say that it doesn't exist at all.

It's THURSDAY. I love Thursdays.
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Thursdays are great because it means a new Reader crossword puzzle.

thursday is the night we make love.

awww yeah.

Is that a reference to that Flight of the Conchords song?

I am at the library. Breaking your computer sucks, don't do it.

We are taking the laptop to the Apple store tonight to see how f'ed up it is. It turns on and I can see the files on our desktop still sitting there. However, the keyboard and mousepad are nonfunctional, so I have no way of seeing if all our info is still actually there. My hope is that only the keyboard and mousepad are broken, and we can just buy an external keyboard and mouse and use those for a while until we save up enough money for a new computer. My fear is that the hard drive is corrupted and I just don't know it yet.

Is that a reference to that Flight of the Conchords song?

no, it's a reference to makin' loooove

The show last night was really fun. I was at that perfect level of drunkeness where I was relaxed and having fun but not so messed up that I was sloppy or couldn't play right.

OK, I don't know whether you're kidding or not, but there's a Flight of the Conchords song that I reviewed the other day about how Wednesday is the night for making love. As cringe-inducing as you'd expect a couple of white guy doing an funk/R&B lover-man parody would be.

I'm pretty sure Kenan is kidding, as he had a FotC quote as his gmail status message for a long time.

Alright, I'm going to go look at books and then maybe go get some coffee or something.

No, I'm totally serious. Totally, totally serious. Totally.

I reviewed the other day

where?

Singles Jukebox, as always.

My HTML must've been screwy, though: that's supposed to read "waxing lyrical about the mundane aspects of sex," surrounded by em-dashes.

So you're saying that Thursday is the day of the week when you get regularly laid?

I better admit that jaymc is right and it's a joke before I confuse and horrify everyone.

But if I were to get laid tonight, I would do it with one arm behind my back. Awwww yeah.

As cringe-inducing as you'd expect a couple of white guy doing an funk/R&B lover-man parody would be.

I like funk/r&b lover-man parodies whether they're by white dudes or black dudes.

yeah, "business time" is a fan fave, but I personally think "Inner City Pressure" and the Issues song are better

"A couple of white guy" is like how Canadians say "a couple of beer."

"if that's what youre into" is good.

I like working OT, because it adds such a considerable chunk of change to my paycheck. It's easy work too. Right now I'm only doing about 15 extra a week. This will probably last the next 3 months. Then it's smooth sailing, at least until we roll out Office 2007.

only doing about 15 extra a week

I don't think I've ever done more than 10! Seriously, I'm like a zombie when I leave the office at 6 or 7, I can't imagine regularly working later than that. Then again, I don't think my boss would consent to it, either, since there's not enough in each project's budget to pay employees' overtime rates.

so jealous
i'm on salary, no overtime. yesterday i was here til 8

(i was late getting in, but 8 is not exactly an anomaly ... today i was on time @ 9 and i'll likely be here until 7)

At my first publishing job, I was told off the record that assistants were technically eligible for overtime, but you'd have to get it coded to a particular book/project, and no one would ever agree to add to a book's total cost like that, plus keeping track of your time to the minute in order to bill it was such a pain that it just never happened. Plus insisting on being paid OT would have made you look disloyal and insufficiently committed to what was BEST for the BOOKS. Fuckers.

plus keeping track of your time to the minute in order to bill it was such a pain that it just never happened

I have to do this.

Yeah, but the stuff that never seemed to be finished on time wasn't title-related, it was, for instance, two years of unfiled, uncategorized newspaper clippings from my boss's office, which he had scribbled little notes on and wanted organized. Or it was typing up rolodex cards for the other boss, b/c she didn't like using handwritten ones. That job sucked ASS, the details aren't really important.

me too

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I am drinking coffee from a mug I found in the office--it has a Cathy-like woman on it with frazzled hair, drinking coffee. The caption reads, "Men who call women 'baby' and 'darling' should have their little tiny peckers cut off."

Actually, the woman is not drinking coffee. She has a forefinger in the air authoritatively.

I call one woman baby. Am I in trouble?

I am tired. After my 12 hour day I went over to a friend's house and got involved in some Guitar Hero, stoner electro jams in the basement, and off-the-dome covers of Crazy Train and War Pigs (these dudes have, like, the House of Toys, all video games and V-drums and keyboards and stuff. It's like Carrell's house in 40 Yr Old Virgin).

She has a forefinger in the air authoritatively.

Wait, and it's not actually Cathy?

the real Cathy is unfamiliar with peckers. She saw one once, and just said "ACK!"

The real reason she and Larry never worked out.

Larry? I meant Irving. I think I'm confusing him with Leisure Suit Larry.

Her nether regions are an untouched tundra moistened only by tears.

Gross.

Hey, Kenan: ZITS!~!!!!!

BWAH HA HA HA! Gave you a little taste of your own medecine!

His face was a violent landscape, pocked with active volcanoes of pus and streaked with rivers of grease.

Speaking of scary things, last night I was sitting outside a PizzaMetr0 with Ben & Nick, and suddently Nick gets this weird expression on his face and tells me to not look behind me. So I trusted him because I can get freaked out pretty easily, but wondered what the hell I wasn't seeing. So once these two folks were way down the block he said the coast was clear. This woman was carrying her son's snake, and she had passed right behind my chair. Snakes in public = NOT ACCEPTABLE.

"snake"

WTF, I just got a spam call on my cell phone from motherfucking Pizza Hut.

"I noticed we haven't made you a pizza in awhile"

HAHA that has got to be illegal in some way