wow. some GOOD news for once
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I got a phone call today about a job opening. It's with Advance Imaging Solutions. Something tells me that it has to do with telemarketing. The man on the phone didn't give much info about the job, other than it's a sales position, but I've got a bad feeling it's telemarketing. But the interview is tomorrow at 10 in the morning. I really need a good job about now.
I've been told by Amanda, Booj and Rachel that we're doing a Muppet preshow. Hmm...sounds interesting.
Hey! Hopefully sometime this spring,
recorderjonny can come see the show! Boardie meeting!! *ha ha*
I pretty much spent all day moving furniture around in my bedroom. I hate having a queen-sized bed; it takes up too much space in my room. I can't wait till that Ikea catalog shows up in the mail so I can order a new one for cheap. Hell, one of these days, I'll just take a day trip up to Schaumburg and browse around the Ikea up there. Better yet, I can't wait till I have a place of my own, so I have complete freedom of where to put my furniture and stuff.
Looks like my cousin J.R. has been trying to use his C.F./sympathy card to weasel some more money out of Grandma Cozie to repair his car and to pay off his cell phone bills. One of these days, he'll really be sick and no one will care. We're all getting pretty damn sick and tired of him playing this game and taking advantage of Grandma Cozie like this. The bastard gets a lung transplant; you'd think he'd try to take better care of himself after that, but noooooooo. Now he supposedly has a virus in his new lungs. Mooches off of Grandma for ages, treats her like dirt. This prick had the balls to call her a "cunt" in front of my great aunt and my mother. (This happened the last time Mom and Dad and Hunter went down to visit; I didn't go with because I had to stay behind and log in some more hours at work.) Now, I may not have the best relationship with Grandma Cozie, but at least I don't mooch off of her. And I have been brought up better to call anyone a "cunt." I don't care if you are a whore that I don't like; I just don't call anyone that. But still, through it all, she kisses his ass and lets him have his way because he's "the sick one," and "he could die any day" and his father is an asshole and his mother is dead.
I've been told by Amanda, Booj and Rachel that we're doing a Muppet preshow. Hmm...sounds interesting.
Hey! Hopefully sometime this spring,
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I pretty much spent all day moving furniture around in my bedroom. I hate having a queen-sized bed; it takes up too much space in my room. I can't wait till that Ikea catalog shows up in the mail so I can order a new one for cheap. Hell, one of these days, I'll just take a day trip up to Schaumburg and browse around the Ikea up there. Better yet, I can't wait till I have a place of my own, so I have complete freedom of where to put my furniture and stuff.
Looks like my cousin J.R. has been trying to use his C.F./sympathy card to weasel some more money out of Grandma Cozie to repair his car and to pay off his cell phone bills. One of these days, he'll really be sick and no one will care. We're all getting pretty damn sick and tired of him playing this game and taking advantage of Grandma Cozie like this. The bastard gets a lung transplant; you'd think he'd try to take better care of himself after that, but noooooooo. Now he supposedly has a virus in his new lungs. Mooches off of Grandma for ages, treats her like dirt. This prick had the balls to call her a "cunt" in front of my great aunt and my mother. (This happened the last time Mom and Dad and Hunter went down to visit; I didn't go with because I had to stay behind and log in some more hours at work.) Now, I may not have the best relationship with Grandma Cozie, but at least I don't mooch off of her. And I have been brought up better to call anyone a "cunt." I don't care if you are a whore that I don't like; I just don't call anyone that. But still, through it all, she kisses his ass and lets him have his way because he's "the sick one," and "he could die any day" and his father is an asshole and his mother is dead.
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Date: 2004-02-04 03:53 am (UTC)I just checked the PI Lineup, and Casey hasn't fixed it yet. I'm still scheduled for every saturday. We'll get it all straightened out on Saturday, I'm sure. :-)
See ya then!
*Hugs*
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Date: 2004-02-04 08:59 pm (UTC)