obnoxious ravish hitherto

Today is my unofficial birthday and I'm very excited about it! Even though Marilyn woke us up at 8:30 because she thought we were late for work. (Or that she shouldn't be the only one awake). I've had some caffeine! After I do my exercises, I will be ready to go on our little Seattle Mini-Birthday adventure which will include the Seattle Underground Tour, lunch at the Crocodile, and Mini Golf. And then, of course, tonight is the party at the Canterbury and I'm VERY excited for that. The whole gang will be there (including some people I haven't seen in a long time). I plan to drink as much Strongbow as I can fit into my stomach.

So last night the office went to Emerald Downs with the people we get referrals from for a little relationship strengthening activity. On the way there (and back) I got a little taste of what the car ride to Portland is going to be like next week. We didn't have any CD's so it was radio city. And as they scrolled through the channels, Boss heard a Matchbox 20 song he liked on Star 101.5. Lil D was pretty stoked about it too. And there we stayed listening to Avril Lavigne, Nickelback, No Doubt, and -gasp- Dave Mathews Band. The most painful part came when Lil D sang along LOUDLY to Avril. You can tell she's one of those people who thinks she has a good voice because she was doing those little “voice tricks” that female vocalists do to make the songs sound more complicated. It was pretty awful. So then I suggested that when we drive down to Portland, we each bring a CD and that way everyone's happy for a little while. Boss liked it, but I think Lil D wanted to make sure that she was happy the WHOLE TIME because she kept asking people if they liked things she liked. “Do you guys like Usher? Hip Hop? Creed?” Oh my god. I'm going to bring a blunt object to hit myself over the head with.

ANYWAY, when we got to the track, it was pretty boring at first because I derive no pleasure from losing money. But because Boss Man felt so bad about forgetting my birthday (my buddy in Portland slyly broke the news to him), he bought me a couple of races. Turns out I'm absolutely rubbish about picking horses so it's a damned good thing I didn't put any of my own money on the line.
We got back here about 10:00 and I slept like a baby. Until Marilyn…
Anywho, Dom and I have to get going now. See many of you tonight!

September 10, 2004
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So I was going to write a long recount of yesterday, but Dom beat me to it. Not complaining though. I would like to add a few things though.

I had a good time waiting in line for the comedy thing. I played Gin with some high school kids who actually weren't that annoying. And they knew who they were going to see which was nice. Kinda reminded me of my youth. But with more friends. Ha ha.
The comedy show itself was pretty cool too. Fred Armisen came out and did a hilarious act as Sadam Husein as a british musician. Pretty brilliant, actually. Next was the comedic musical stylings of Hard N Phirm who are best known for doing a bluegrass medly of Radiohead songs called “Rodeohead”. They sang a song about Patriotic Dinasaurs, complete with slideshow. Very funny. Finally, our man Zach Galifianakis came out. He was hilarious as always, but I think he underestimates his audience. He seems to assume that he doesn't have any hardcore fans and therefore, even though there are a few new jokes, we hear the same act each time. Zach, I know TV's Tru Calling keeps you pretty busy, but we want a new act! How much harder do we have to support you before you give us new jokes?

After that we putzed around the festival. We went to an ok beer garden where I saw the drummer for Alice In Chains. When I was 14, that would have made my day. Now it's not that big of a deal. But it does surprise me that I don't see more people wandering around Seattle. I mean, come on Mark Arm and Kim Thayil. No one's gonna mob you or anything.

The Pixies were aight. They seemed to be going through the motions though. I can't imagine they've resolved too many of the issues that caused their breakup. It's a Cash Cow tour. But it was neat to be able to say I saw them.

Today I am back at work. I feel SOMEWHAT rested but the stress is starting all over again. There's a ton of work to catch up on, and the cleaning people threw away everything in my boss's in-box. (What the fuck?!) so I've had to deal with “describing the papers” and things all morning while they fish through the garbage looking for this stuff. The really bad news that comes along with that is that it's the last straw for Ken. He's been wanting to move our office for a while because a lot of little fucked up things like that happen in this building. Also, the rest of our floor is empty and clients think it's “weird”. We've actually had potential clients decline to sign up with us because of it. So boss man wanted to move when our lease was up. But now he wants to sublet and move ASAP. And he wants to move AWAY from downtown. I DON'T want that. It's not up to me, of course. But I WILL be the one looking for places, so hopefully I will be able to find better deals downtown than in South Lake Union where he (and Lil' Dictator) want to move. I LIKE WORKING DOWNTOWN! It's one of the only things that keeps my days interesting. No more daily trips to the library. No more lunches with Roxy. No more running errands at lunch time or trying lots of different places to eat. I don't know what is around South Lake Union but I'm pretty sure there's not as many food choices or shopping. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
But we'll see what happens, I guess. We'll see. At least we're not moving to Bellevue. That's what boss wanted originally. I would definitely quit were we to move to Bellevue. That is a bus ride in hell that I could not take.

September 7, 2004
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My Job Sucks But My Boss Is Boss!

So I just had a meeting with my boss. He had been on the phone with the Powers That Be and was unable to get me the full raise that he wanted, but he WAS able to get me $200 extra a month! In addition, he said I could take 5 extra days off on the down low because “I'm always on time, unlike other people in this office”. While it's not true that I'm always on time EXACTLY, I do always get here before 8:30 “unlike other people in this office”. Also,
I GET 5 DAYS OFF!!!!!! Not in a row, mind you, because my boss is going to play them off like I'm sick. But I get them nonetheless and my mental stability is very grateful.

I'm taking my first one this Thursday in order to finish getting stuff ready to submit to the Bellingham Film Festival. Rock!

August 30, 2004
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wmoen will folck to yuo!!

My work day goes by a lot slower when I'm actually doing work.

August 19, 2004
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hi there friend-feel the vitality!

Today I realised that I have been working here for 10 months and I haven't had any holiday that wasn't federally sanctioned. I know that probably doesn't sound like a big deal to anyone, but I think that's actually the longest I've ever worked in any one place without a holiday. I'm not very good at keeping jobs for very long as it is. Before this, the longest I had a job was at the University of Puget Sound Cafeteria. I worked there for two years, but obviously, I got a month off for x-mas, and a week off for spring. Plus, that was part time, so it really wasn't that bad. After that, I temped which would usually afford me a week or two off in between jobs. I also had a stint as a house cleaner but that was so awful that I quit before long. My first permanent job, I got sacked from after 3 months. So long story long, I'm pretty spoiled and not at all used to this “perm” thing. And I think my brain and my body are aversed to it as well because for the last week I have been feeling so sluggish and brain dead and the only reason I can figure is just general weariness. I sent my resume to a couple of freelance editing jobs today. I don't know what those would entail but I felt like I had to do SOMETHING in the way of getting out of here.
Blah blah blah moan moan moan.
So anyway, tonight I'm going to force myself to go to yoga and see if that does anything. It didn't help my energy on Monday but it make me sore which is a good thing?

August 18, 2004
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I had looked into at Woking. The earth all round it had splashed under that

This is one of those weeks when my job is unbearable. It's not even that anything terrible is happening, per se. It's just the mundaneness (mundanaity?) that is getting to me. And I can feel my spirit draining from my pores, down my leg and into the carpet, leaving a vague feeling of emptiness. It makes me want to do whatever is necessary to get Plight made and get out of here. But it's hard to do that. It's hard to get beyond the feeling of soul drainage. I started letters to several of mine and Meep’s influences today and forwarded some of the more complete ones on to Meep to be sweetened. We will do what we did with Simon and Edgar and send them treatments along with these letters. It's all a huge long shot and obviously, there's a good chance we will be absolutely on our own with making this film. But we HAVE to make it anyway, because my life depends on it. I think Meep feels that way too (if not more so, because in the battle of “who's job is more soul-sucking, Meep always wins). So today my emotions embody a strange combination of complacency and motivation. Desperation and stoicism. Fear and acceptance. Whatever it is, I am THIS close to taking a week off to just work on getting people interested in Plight. Unless I can figure out a way to do it all from here…Or maybe I just REALLY need a fucking week off.

August 17, 2004
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failure notice

Today is a long day. If only it would just turn 4:00. To pass the time, things that annoy me today:
1) “You should really try to wear more color”.
2) When you have food/drink that starts out really delicious and ends up really disgusting
3) When people wear really small very tight three-quarter sleeve sweaters over long sleeve collared shirts.
4) Skinny mirrors. Most people probably like these, but I actually want to know if my ass looks fat in something.
5) 9 hour work days. When did it become OK to do this? 9 hours a day is a huge chunk of my life.

Ok. That didn't pass very much time at all.

August 11, 2004
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Unopened (fwd) Gushing Squirting jessica

It always creeps me out when my name is in the subject line of a piece of spam email. Especially when I'm apparently both gushing and squirting.

Anywho, as irritating as the phrase “T.G.I.F.” is (as well as the chain), I'm beginning to understand the origin all too well. There is definitely genuine relief when I wake up on Friday morning, knowing I won't have to be back in this place for two days. Especially when this Friday has started off pretty badly. I bought cupcakes for my boss's birthday and the frosting melted and slid off. They look pretty horrorshow at this point. Happy Birthday, boss. Here are some nasty looking cupcakes from your street urchin of an assistant. I found a giant run in my stockings on the way here as well so I had to stop at the drug store to get some replacements. And then I got here, knowing all the work I had to do, feeling relieved that the intern could help me with some of the more mundane tasks, and I found out that she quit yesterday. Threw in the damn towel and she's moving to New York to persue her dream of being a cake decorator. I am not joking. It's strange how she never mentioned this dream in her interview when she was telling me how excited she was about learning more about finance. She told my boss that this internship was “boring”. Well, duh, honey. What did they teach you in business school that made it sound interesting?

I really think this job is making me less clever. It's frustrating. I also realized today that even though it's less painful than most jobs I've had, as far as my day to day duties, it's still a desk job. And since I don't have ANY friends in this office (most people I know have at least one co-worker they can talk to), it's pretty fucking lonely here too. Thank god I have you, livejournal. You're not as nurturing as I would like and you never offer any advice, but you always listen and you never make me feel inferior.

Hedwig is tonight!

July 16, 2004
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