My boss left early for his vacation!! CElebrate!

And it's Friday! Oh my god, I might die of bliss.

AND after he hangs up the phone with ANY woman he either calls her a Bitch or a STUpid Bitch or a Cunt depending on his mood. Though, if yer lucky, sometimes he'll call guys SONs of bitches. And he's always looking over my shoulder.

But I'm sure I've complained about him enough on here.

I don't have to take up all of his responsibilities as he has a Buyer's Agent now too, but it can get ugly when a closing falls through when he's away, even if we couldn't have prevented it. So, crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.

At the supermarket I got this Korean nu-metal album by 'Seo Tai Ji' which is fucking brilliant and way better than any American nu-metal I've ever heard. I also got a big bottle of Srirachi hot sauce, a bottle of seasoned soy sauce, a big jug of cheapo regular soy sauce, a box of Shin Ramyun and I had this juice drink which contained actual whole seedless grapes in it.

Also they had cans of "COCK BANANA" but I didn't buy that.

Yay! It's the weekend! Bye.

Good luck on the site, Chris.

So, this morning we awoke to no hot water. So I had a very refreshing sponge bath (ie: washcloth bath). Half of which took place in the bathtub and the other half standing in front of the sink. Then I put on lots of peppermint lotion to convince myself I was thouroughly clean (I had band practice last night in a very hot little stinky practice space).

So here I am at work. My Discman stopped functioning yesterday afternoon, but thankfully Nick has one that is the twin to mine and I've got it going. Listening to Mirah.

I went out to the picnic bench, but it was all bugified. Just finished my lunch, but I stil have some time left. So I'm reading and listening to Helium - The Magic City.
And now, I think I'll have a peppermint patty.

I'm leaving for home soon in case the repair guy comes by to light our pilot light. Come on baby, light my fire. And get me out of work early. Boo yah! And, since my boss isn't here, it was painless asking (telling) the buyers agent I would be leaving. Good times.

I just got back from a trip to the bank to deposit MORE money into my boss's checking account. That's close to $10,000 I've deposited into his account for him in less than a week. Holy Guacamole. That's over a third of what I make in an entire year.
But, uh, who cares cause I'm going on vacation Saturday! Yeah, that's the ticket!

This morning I listened to Blood Brothers on the way to work. Yep, that'll wake you up alright.

But now it's Pixies Purple tape, so I'm a little more chill.

You could eat at your desk.

I'd also like to eat lunch by the lake but it is raining :(

Only 3 hours left of this nonsense and it's the weekend and vacation time and blah ti blah.

I just went to lunch with my friend/bassist and we listened to Led Zep, Ozzy, and new Radiohead all really loud in the car.

I think instead of taking a long lunch I am going to dick about on the interweb for a few more hours and then go home; I'm halfway there by the time I get to the bookstore anyway. I feel like I should celebrate, some wine in the afternoon maybe but there'd be no one around to drink with. I wish I could convince myself that drinking by myself would be "celebrating" but I just can't.

Oh god Kephm, every day around here is baby day; the only people in my wing of the building who don't have kids are me, a 30-something gay man and an 18-year old temp. I brought Slowdive too but so far they've lost out to St. Etienne remixes. Not in the goth casual spirit, I know.

No one passes around babies in my office, but I can hear when they're arround by all the "ooh"s and "aaahhh"s. But there is a golden retriever in the office EVERY DAY named Bailey. Agents are always throwing her a ball and chasing her down the hallway. One day I should bring in my cat so they can play together. hmmm... Yeah, that would never happen. I would definitely get fired.

I LOVE slowdive, but today has not been a slowdive day for me. It's been a loud music day - Giddy Motors, for instance. 2 hours of work left!

*Raggett never fails to crack me up.

*bows*

My band is (watch out for plug that follows) Times Ten. I tend to just tell people we play rock music. But most people say it's punk. The songs are short and we play very loud for a three piece. Thanks for askin'.

*) Decided I liked the dubby Casino Classics remix of "Only Love Can Break Your Heart" better than the original

*) Located the greatest concentration of big fuckin saguraro cactuses in AZ to visit on my road trip this fall

*) Wrote 4 emails

*) Got into a coconut fight with Momus

*) Smelled some babies

And I got paid to do it!

Bye, have a nice weekend all, & thanks for letting me hijack your thread Sarah!

Alright, I'm off now too! Don't have too much fun without me!

Did I miss anything major?
Is the indie guys with trucker hats thread worth reading? I've got 260 unread posts on that one!
What's the best thread I missed?

Cape May was cold cold cold. I got a sore throat. But I snuggled under the blankets a lot with my sisters and little (well, teenage) cousins and got fed lots of yummy food. And I bought candy. Yum. Ok, your turn.

B-but surely other posters missed me too, huh?
Hello-o-o-?!? Echo-echo-o-o-?

NO BOSS! Take that, SUCKAZ@!!L~K!~

But also I thought it would be fun to talk about resignation letters. I plan to wait until the beginning of December to give notice. The day before xmas break would be my last. But anyone have any pointers on how to word a resignation letter so as to at least try to make things end as smoothly as possible (and still get a good recommendation)? I need something to fantasize about.

My boss finally called in yesterday at a quarter til 5. Good thing I was still here. Anyway, I updated him on all the files and he didn't gripe at me once, so all is well. ANd it's FRIDAY!?!

This is not my office, but I can pretend:

http://www.futurist.com/images/cats.gif

This is one of those threads where I talk to myself.

Anyway, my boss is not on vacation, but somehow I haven't heard from him ALL DAY! And I only have 5 and a half days of work left now!

Somebody warm up the jukebox.