Daily Archives: December 6, 2001

Well, it is not looking

Well, it is not looking good for our hero…
The RATEX system got fixed and I have been flooded with work. I would just ignore it and dump it on TIm tommorow except…
Something important was lost at the warehouse and the boys will be spending all day looking for it, if they don’t find it, hell will be paid on monday…
Tim is also screwing up all over the place. It’s not that bad, but bad enough that I’m going to have to do something about it.
It seems like all the countig that I have done in the effort to get the inventory correct has gone down the drain and I will likely have to start over again.
Don’t even ask about the paper.
Oh, $4 mocha went down the drain.
Anger is slowly stewing in my stomach (or is it gas?) and I am not a happy camper. Mark is starting to annoy me even though he is my best worker right now. Will send him off to store to get some peace/quiet and to try to figure out all of the paperwork on my desk.
The only good thing is that my MS mouse works on my IMac (It’s the Inellimouse explorer with the extra buttons.) Much better that that hockey puck that I was using. Now, if I can only get a new keyboard to replace this rinky-dink Imac one…
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So the plan is that

So the plan is that I use the french toast combo to grease myself up enough to shove the IMac up my ass. Then I reach though the IMac and into my ass and pull out the biggest, prettiest, most intellectually sounding BS that I can find, wipee it off a bit and turn it in, culmulating in the greatest masterpiece of BS in my long college carrer.
Well, time to start lubing…
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BWAHAHAHAHA…I love romance novels

LONDON, England (Reuters) — A description of an unwelcome seduction that compares it to a polar exploration has won one of Britain’s least coveted literary prizes — the Bad Sex in Fiction Award.
A steamy excerpt from Christopher Hart’s second novel, “Rescue Me,” topped all comers to win the ninth annual Literary Review prize for the year’s worst fictional description of the sexual act.
Part of the winning passage from Hart’s novel reads:
“Her hand is moving away from my knee and heading north. Heading unnervingly and with a steely will towards the pole … Ever northward moves her hand, while she smiles languorously at my right ear. And when she reaches the north pole, I think in wonder and terror — she will surely want to pitch her tent.”
Texan actress and model Jerry Hall, who recently starred as the seductive Mrs. Robinson in the London production of “The Graduate,” presented Hart with the award at a ceremony Tuesday evening.
Last year’s winner of the tongue-in-cheek prize was Sean Thomas, whose “Kissing England” included the passage: “Aiwa, aiwa aiwa aiwa aiwa aiwa aiwa aiwa aiwa aiwa aiwaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.”
Copyright 2001 Reuters. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.
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I cuss too much…

I just realize this.
O.K. After a hellish 1hr drive to work which STILL has me shaking, I am almost ready to start the day.
2 Venti White Chocolate mochas to wake me up from the sleepless night that I had
1 French Toast Combo from the Bayside Cafe to put some fuel in my stomach and to soften the 2 mochas
1 bookbag filled with books for my 1969 paper
1 Blueberry IMac with MS Word and a copy of my paper
1 RATEX merchandise system that is STILL down.
1 very cold and dark warehouse office.
1 cordless phone to interrupt me from time to time.
1 portable radio for background noise.
All of that hopefully will equal the greatest 15-20 page paper on the 1968 SF State strike the world has ever seen….or something enough to get me a “C” in the class.
Let the masterpiece begin.
**starts to eat french toast**
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