Saturday, January 15, 2005
| | | | | | | | | | |Thursday, January 13, 2005
Slacky Slackerson...
Workin' in a cubicle bites! I do data entry and progress reports all day long, so my comp has become an extra appendage. Thank the Lord for IM! I'm probably gonna get so busted one of these days, but in the meantime I gotta be stealth. Dayum, but each day I gotta think of creative ways to cover my tracks. Like having an intern yell out in front of my boss "Kat, someone just wrote you back" or "Dude, what's your screen name" after they see the blinking orange icon.
Me: Uhhh... I don't have IM! I don't know what you're talkin' about?!?! (eyes piercing through intern) Pay cut comin' your way youngin'... muhahaha!
Dayum, tryin' to kill my little glimmer of contact with the outside world. No love I tell ya, no love.
I also gotta look out for those random pop ups my boss and colleague make. I have to conveniently position my back in front of my screen with the hopes that a homie doesn't decide to IM me right then and there. Stealth IMing is indeed a skill.
I just realized though, most of the buddies on my list are guys. What does that mean? Just confirms the fact that I am a pimp? Naw... but ya never know... heehee. That guys are Slacky Slackersons by nature? Naw... but had to go for that one... haha. If that's the case, what does that say about myself?!?! Hmm... maybe that we aren't Slacky Slackersons, but multi-tasker extraordinairres? Yeah, I'm down for the latter guys if you are... although I know the ladies on my list are gonna gimme crap for that. Oh well, back to slackin', err... work!
And...
Check-out this PSA:
http://www.dontpassgas.org/
You see why I chat on IM now? I'm beginning to think of PSAs as cool... someone help me!
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
She got game...
On my way to a meeting at a high school today I got hit on by not only one, or two, but THREE guys. Hot dayum!!! Too bad they were 9th graders. Yay me. I am literally twice their age, and the funny thing is their game was sooooo bad! Talkin' about a girl's butt and calling her by the outfit she's wearing -- "Hey! Baby blue shirt!" -- is not gonna get them very far. Who knows, it prolly does work. If it does, I wonder if I can try the same skills on guys? Hmmmm...
Ah yes, the story of my life. If it's not youngins, it's the grandpas tryin' to spit game too. I can't win. =(
Monday, January 10, 2005
It keeps callin' me...
I got an e-mail today that there is a full scholarship opportunity to go to med school in St. Luis. Seems pretty cool. *sigh* I remember the good old days when I wanted to be a pediatrician, and it's funny how that thought keeps popping in and out of my life. Dayum, it is true... I am an academic masochist! I need an intervention. =P Hmmm... but then there's that whole MCAT thing, residency, cadavers (*shudder*)... On second thought, back to my becoming a bum plan then. I'm a nerd, not crazy!
Dope act of the day:
Cafe Tomate in Berkeley is donating all of their tips today to nations affected by the tsunami. If they had a Xanga... a gajillion e-props would come their way!
| Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence |
You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator. |
Such a nerd...
and slacker ;)
When I'm bored with data entry and analysis, what do I do? Web-surveys baby! Oh yeah!
| Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence |
You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator. |











