yep yep…endless whoring of the pineapple resume to a number of companies has resulted in this girl FINALLY being gainfully employed full-time, yo! thank christ!!!!!
seriously, dude. i mean, i was tryin’ to hold it down, but ultimately times was gettin’ tough, ya know. not only was i a broke ass mofo, but ‘HI!’ this girl goes freaking insane without something to keep me occupied. infreakingsane.
so i’m a claims assistant at this insurance company downtown. w00t! it’s on summer street, hella close to where drucifer works (but like, he’s NEVER there!) in downtown crossing. in this swank-ay office building. i have my own cubicle and computer and whatnot. and today they took my picture for an id and gave me a swipe card. i have two swipe cards to get into the building and the office. awesome, yo.
i do a lot of office bitch work, it really is a feat of office bitchery. all of it. my first day there they weren’t expecting me and didn’t have anything set up, so i did filing work (read: putting papers in folders and alphabetizing them) and other menial tasks. but i was makin $$$$ yo…better than not. f’real.
the office is huge and i’m not even beginning to remember anyone’s names…and most folks don’t even realize i’m new. they’re just like ‘oh hi…’ and carry on as if i’ve always been there or something. but in a way it’s kinda cool. i have tons of stuff to do and whatnot, and even working the phone isn’t half bad there. and i get a minimal amount of CL time too. which is cool. yeah, i’m teh dork. heh.
rockstar called yesterday ‘why haven’t you been online?’ and of course then he pulled that ‘i have to go’ bullshit with me…but gah. i was like floored that he called, because i am THAT lame, yo. oh and jetta met brandon and clara and pete and becky and dave and everyone else that i’ve been tellin’ her about. it’s like my two worlds collided when all the time my mantra has been ‘never the twain shall meet!’ heh. yes, and she’s soooo gonna laugh at me for the rest of my natural life. forever!
gotta hand it to her though, she totally held it down while we were at the bar. totally. of course the downside is I WILL NEVER LIVE THIS DOWN FOR THE REST OF MY NATURAL LIVE!!! EVER!!! jebus. wtf. honestly…two worlds collided.
rockstar apparently im’d me yesterday while i was at work. fabulous thing about yahoo messenger, you can send people messages when they’re not online; so the next time y’all sign on, the messages you got while offline pop up. he wanted to know why i haven’t been online anymore and whatnot. hmmm…just enough interest to fuck me up. because of course i still miss the boy to pieces. and of course, thinking about the rockstar does nothing for the fucked up state of affairs i’m dealing with right now anyway.
i fucking hate the holidays. hate. them. can’t stand them anymore. and christ everyone’s going on about thanksgiving and whatnot and all i really want is to say fuck it all and be unconscious for the entire thing.
happy thanksgiving?
fuck. that.™
somebody is SO not blogging the way they should… i at least have an excuse… no internet access at the house and no fucking clue what the url is to get to greymatter for my blog…
what’s yours?? huh? huh??
yeah, that’s what i thought…
love you pineapple!