Friday, Aug. 20, 2004 - 4:48 P.M.

I have lots and lots upon lots of things to do at work to keep me busy. If I were to begin work right when I arrive (which is impossible due to the fact that, well, I don’t) and work straight through, all day until quitting time, every day of the week, I’d still be left with a mountain of things to do. Of course, I don’t begin work right when I arrive. I get coffee, I surf my fave web sites, I catch up on DiaryLand entries, I snack, I write. And I get on AIM and speak to andclint. We talk back and forth, taking time outs to eat or do {{shudder}} actual work, but our connection is open all day and we have stunningly high brow conversations. Not. I’d like to think we aren’t only wasting time, goofing off and costing our employers money, but the fact is? That’s pretty much all we’re accomplishing. To wit:

andclint: A little tip, never send food back at a truck stop.

purplecigar04: Ew. Perhaps a better tip: Never ORDER food at a truck stop.

andclint: Hey, sometimes you gotta live on the wild side. But you cannot laugh away intestinal parasites.

purplecigar04: You can’t. Hello? Gall bladder surgery?

andclint: I miss my gall bladder.

purplecigar04: How incredibly sad is it that I'm psyched they've announced the new Survivor cast? Pretty damn sad.

andclint: Yeah, the two that got married or are getting married were rating them on Good Morning America. I don't watch it, so it doesn't affect me.

purplecigar04: Olympics rock the mic that rocks the paaarty. I wish the Olympics were on every year. I love them. Lurve.

andclint: I'm sick of them already. It's too much. And what's with the equestrian stuff? When did that get in? My first girlfriend did hunt seat stuff or whatever it's called.

purplecigar04: That's been in. Hunt seat?

andclint: That's what I seem to remember but it could be from the drugs.

andclint: Did SigOt tell you (name of big honking financial company) is sending me to Vegas?

purplecigar04: No. She didn't. Vegas, huh?

andclint: Yeah. To a seminar or loss reserving.

purplecigar04: In VEGAS? HA!

andclint: Ok, I'm not going to Vegas. That's cool, it was only 2 days.

purplecigar04: Perhaps you’re too much of a risk in Vegas. No one wants to bet on your performance. You're not worth a crap. Hee. Sadly, I fear I'm only amusing myself here...

andclint: Monday 8-4 seminar, 5-6 dinner, 7-12 strip club.

purplecigar04: 7-12 ... putting in some long hours, slugger.

andclint: Gotta make some money somehow.

purplecigar04: brb

purplecigar04: Babysitting 50+ year old men is ridiculous. Really. It's the 21st century, man. Learn to use a computer.

andclint: Agree. I had an interview with a guy in Orlando a few years ago and I kept saying how my skills in vba helped me to do most of my job. Most actuaries are very good with this language, vba. This guy became a fellow two years before I was born, he had to stop me after my third time using the phrase and ask, "What is vba?" If I had been taking a drink, it would have been a spit-take.

purplecigar04: I KNOW! I mean, I understand they’re new fangled contraptions and you are opposed to the growth of technology, but embrace it, people. It really is your friend.

andclint: From a corporate email: Tomorrow afternoon, all employees will be taking a "pit stop" to catch up on CompanyThatShallNotBeNamed’s progress in meeting our Corporate Goals. To get us in the spirit, tomorrow has been declared a casual day and all Team CTSNBN’s members are asked to wear their Team CTSNBN’s Yellow Racing Shirts. Representatives from CTSNBN will be on hand to provide information and answer questions. Team CTSNBN’s members should also be prepared to have a little fun...

purplecigar04: Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiice.

andclint: Gayer than a day at the fair. What's worse is I wore the shirt and jeans today. The shirt that says, "my company needs a lemon yellow t-shirt to convey the intensity of its suckitude."

purplecigar04: The level of it's suckocity.

andclint: Yes, if Sting sang about it, it would be called Suckronicity.

purplecigar04: HA! Suckronicity! I'm stealing that.

andclint: I wish I had a spare $50k. I would open a driving range and quit working for the man.

purplecigar04: And if Eamon sang about it, it would be called, "Suck It, I Won't Be Back"

andclint: hehe

andclint: If Nike had a shoe for it, the slogan would be “Just suck it.”

purplecigar04: Isn't that Tommy Lee's slogan? Doesn't he have that tattooed on his bean?

andclint: If company had a way to market vacations, it would be esuckia

andclint: .com

purplecigar04: Or, Bobby Brown might sing, "It's My Suckogitive."

purplecigar04: Forgive me. Did I say Bobby Brown? I meant, “The Greatest Entertainer On Earth.” My bad.

andclint: The king of r&b?

andclint: Ribs and barbeque.

purplecigar04: Rocks and blunts.

purplecigar04: How would you spell fru-fru? As in "fru-fru furniture.”

purplecigar04: What word is “fru” short for?

See?

Really, though, what is the word “fru” is deriving from? Anyone? Anyone? Beuller?

You Give Me Fervor - Friday, Feb. 17, 2006
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I'm Not Dead - Tuesday, Jan. 10, 2006
Ebert And Roeper? Watch Your Backs. - Tuesday, Nov. 29, 2005
Coffee? Tea? Map? - Monday, Nov. 07, 2005

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