mishmash #5

Okay, so i've been bored for the last 6 weeks - checkin' my email 37 times a day, writing big long posts....

then suddenly - out of NOWHERE - i've been doing nothing but running my ass off everyday this week. i'm so stressed out I'm starting to dream of the job from hell.... and that's not cool...

dreams where the Jackass says: "we just got a multi-million dollar client, and he wants his ERPs done for under $8,000.00!!"

and i'm all like: "There's no fucking way!" (again, i feel this is an appropriate use of the word Fuck - because if it hadn't been a dream, the only way it'd be possible for me to do that would be to work for free...)

and he's all up in my face and is like: "Well, if you wanna keep your job, you'll make it happen!"

and i'm all like: "i don't even work here anymore!!"

Stress does weird things to me. apparently i don't handle it well. ha ha.

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Anyway, it seems now that there will be more work for me in the future. Which has its ups and downs.

Being busy makes the day go by.

And this stress i've been experiening is different altogether from what i'm used to at the Job From Hell. At least there, it was an organized busy. I always knew what was going on, and there was order to what i was doing, there was just a LOT of what i was doing. Here, it's like a chaotic free-for-all of people coming and going and phones ringing and couriers, and deposits and filing, and phone calls, and drop ins, and appointments and all that stuff. I'm amazed. i am truly amazed at the zaniness of it all.

zany.

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can you bring me my chapstick?
no.
but my lips hurt real bad!
just use some of the nurses, i know she has, like, 6 sticks in her drawer.
gross.

seriously, though, my lips hurt real bad.


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So the other night, after returning from the gym, i decided to really make it personal - and i did something i maybe should have done ages ago...

that's right, people.

i named them.

my biceps, that is.

I figured if i was really going to get something out of this, i should know who i'm dealing with, and who i can shout PEPTALK SLOGANS to, or who to blame....whichever.

So, i named my Right Bicep Eleanor and my Left Bicep Rufus. Together, they are Eleanor & Rufus! PowerARMS EXTRAORDINAIRE!!!! i'm so ripped.

well, i'm getting there. Eleanor is growing a muscle line! I'm so proud of her. When i flex her to show Brad how i will soon be able to overpower him, you can start to see where she bulges!!

Rufus needs some work, sadly. He's just not as motivated as his partner. Not that he's not trying really hard, but i think he's struggling with living in Eleanor's shadow... and she casts a pretty big shadow - what with having a muscle line and all.

But Brad reassured me that the size of Rufus had nothing to do with his performance! That he was doing just fine, and to give him time. So i apologized to Rufus, and promised to work harder with him. I hope Eleanor doesn't get jealous.

It's just that Rufus has never had to do much, being a Lefty and all. So he's trying, he's just not used to all the attention. He's Shy.

Don't worry, i'll bring him out of his shell.