fifth business

So I am home, and in one piece. I actually have updates from the train which I will post soon. However now I must tell you about how I have further traumatized my cats. Firt was the 26 hours in a crate. Then came introducing them to the dog. THEN came the baths. Oya actually tore a hole through my earlobe trying to get away, and left me with some lovely parting gifts in the form of scratches all down my back. After that, She deserved the bath.

My office confession has over thirty me too’s. But it want featured this time. Oh well. Mine is the response below the first paragraph.

The one thing that I greedily enjoy about this job is that almost everyone who works here is an intern. We have lots of parties all the time. Today was my going away party. One beer, three pieces of Pizza, and a sodapop later, I am slightly flush. It is a combination of beer, sadness and wheat. I am going to miss everyone here, and it is the only thing that makes me feel bad about leaving. But whether I was leaving or not, I still would not be working here. Boo on that. It is hard leaving somewhere where you actually feel apreciated and valued as an employee.

I love that the egg is playing “Hero of Canton” sung by Adam Baldwin (the actor who played Jayne on Firefly).

If you havent figured this out, this entry was a shameless plug.

Hi, My name is Amanda, and I have a shopping dependancy. I bought another Pashmina for myself, but i bought it while I was buying one for my friend Zoe.

Oh what a day what a day. Today was full of folly. First off Mr. I have 10 years of experience took about 10 years to do a project. I left at 3pm to run errands for my boss, and it still wasnt finished. We should have been finished printing by noon today. I told him that on friday, the phrase “I want to start printing on tuesday and have it done by wednesday before lunch” should have been a dead give away. Instead today when ever I would try to help him, or suggest something to him he would either talk over me, or say yeah yeah yeah in a way that only one man has ever survived talking to me in (my father, only because I still cant out run him).

While running errands for work I did some running around of my own. I picked up a comic book for the train ride, and some candies (and some candies for Greg, and a gift for Birdie). I also broke down and bought some McGutrot. I have only had McGutrot twice this entire year, although usually I wouldnt be proud of that, for some reason I am proud that I have displayed so much reservation. I havent been eating healthy at ALL this year, and its sounds lame but it is another one of the reasons I am moving back home. I just seem to have a better grip on real life back home.

I think I need to go wash the grease off of my… every where. I smell like fat people, from that awful place.

 ps - I forgot to mention, I also ate 5 cookies, a scone, and chinese for lunch. AND I bought another pashmina. My little asian store is moving and they are having a sale. It was only $10, the woman who runs the place usually sells them 2 for $40, so I almost pee’d when I saw them this cheap and had to resist buying 4.

So, I have printed off 24+ resumes, 20 reference lists, and one of my bosses has finished a reference letter for me (shweet!). Now I am just waiting for the other ref letter, I need to finish my business cards (easy peasy), and finish my mini folio’s. Pack everything and then have cardiac arrest and die. OMFGS. I leave in 3.5 days!