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So, what's your diag-nonsense?

Sunday, July 27, 2003

You mean Harvard as in vay-kay?

What movie is that line quoted from...huh? Well I got my vacation off from work. Except that I have to call in one of the days as suggested by my supervisor and call center manager. Which makes me wonder how suitable each is for their position. I mean I've never had a supervisor or manager tell me to call into work. But I think I have come up with a compromise. Go in later that evening on the 7th of Aug. around 6pm or so. Hey it might just work and then I won't have to call in.(*Note: Remember if you have access to this site it is not to leave the site and go to work with you...these are just my personal thoughts and ways of venting when I'm frustrated...bring it to work and bring home the unemployment check...this is not a threat...think of it more as a promise that the government will uphold for me...I've done the research on this okay...okay) I can see everytime I write about work I'll have to include my note of don't run your mouth...damn it.

I have an interview with Mamsi tomorrow at 1:30pm. Can't wait. I have to take some retarded test to make sure I'm call center material...umm hello I've only done this for a total of four years now. I hope I make it to work on time. And then on Tuesday I have an interview with Strayer University for admission. Go Me!!

Off to Tammy's to go swimming...ker plunk...ker plunk!

Thursday, July 24, 2003

The stone cold facts

Hmm...hmm...hmm. So this one time I was writing on my journal and I figured I was going to tell the people that I work with how I truly felt about them and I did but then erased it because I felt a nice wave come over me. Well I was going to do that again tonight but I'm better than that. Now don't get me wrong not all was bad. I really enjoy working with 90% of the people that I call my co-workers/friends. Don't make assumptions and think you are on the bad list because you probably aren't. If you suspect you are on the good list you probably aren't.

I don't exactly hate my job. I just can't stand to go. I really loved my job when I was working ACD on the weekends which miracously is gone. Who would have thought that. Me! I just think the politics and power trips that people have at the Alphabet Group is ridiculous. I'm not mentioning any names I'm just venting because I think that everything is going to work out okay. (*Note: Remember if you have access to this site it is not to leave the site and go to work with you...these are just my personal thoughts and ways of venting when I'm frustrated...bring it to work and bring home the unemployment check...this is not a threat...think of it more as a promise that the government will uphold for me...I've done the research on this okay...okay)

I know that the people that I'm dealing with are doing their damndest to help me. And I honestly appreciate the effort more than the result because other people would just say oh well and move on.

My time

This is my time to not be weak and take the back seat. When you have dealt with two back surgeries over two summers and having to leave college then come and talk to me. When you think you are having a bad day come to me and take a walk in my shoes...even though they wreak right now. If you are willing to be in constant pain and not be able to feel the lower part of your right leg then be the frog and leap. When you think that your parents are going to get a divorce because of you and you think it's true take over. This whole thing, situation, drama is because for once in two years I can finally spend time with my parents and friends but as of yet it is being denied. There is nothing worse than thinking everything is going wonderfully for once and then have it burst into shattered glass that can't be repaired. I haven't caught a break with my health and emotions in over three years and now it's my time to enjoy life for once. People say that it is "their time to shine" but I just want a couple of days of "my time to appreciate." Appreciate what I have been missing out on for three years and take every moment as if it will never happen again.

I'm not bitter or going to go psycho. I just want this moment...this time to enjoy life again. When you deal with the issue of suicide for three years and you are in and out of depression for three years don't you think it's time for a break when you actually can say "I feel like a new person today." You should not have to answer to what others think because deep down inside you know that what you are holding out for will make all those years of "dealing" disappear for a split second.

I would gladly give you the opportunity to take the walk if it could happen but I can't. I don't regret for a single second thinking of suicide or being depressed because now I've grown and reached a different plateau. A lot of people of reservations about me. Whatever they are you have to look past my wonderful ability to be hilarious and realize that I can do what you are asking of me. I've reformed myself so much at times that I didn't even know who I was and now I'm back to the me that I remember in high school. If you can't take a joke or a goofy moment then you are the one that is dead inside. I know that there is a time and a place to act professional and so on but if you play your cards right and let a little bit of that humor you have bottled up inside you escape I guarantee that people with enjoy you more. Like I've said many times...I think that God has given me the gift to make that storm over other people's heads go away with my witty personality and fast comebacks. It used to be that I would be so depressed that I thought "it could all end" but still I made the other people around me feel good about themselves while I was slowly falling apart inside. I'm not saying I am better than anyone...but I am saying to not take me for granted (that's a little vain but who cares) because I know that I've brought bad times however, balance the good times, laughing, and the warm feeling that while everything isn't okay for that 10 seconds you forgot about it and you'll see that you have more of me with you that is good. Friends have taken me for granted in the past (high school) and you know they have lost out. That's why they are drug addicts and who knows what now. I'm not saying that I have the power to change someone's future but I know that I can help keep it on the right track. Summer is a perfect example. I gave her my heart, mind, soul and anything she wanted and I was left behind...but, who is doing better now? I'll never do that again...ever for anyone. I can give you my love but never my heart. It is dormant, empty and is guarded by the brickwall that was put there five years ago. So just let it be known that if you ever need help or need someone to talk to I'm here. Regardless, unjudging, and open minded.

I hope that when I do die that God gives my family and friend's children the piece of me that is still human. And that piece is...the ability to show others bliss if only for one beat of their heart.

Touche...

Paul

Wednesday, July 23, 2003

When I'm 99 years old

I'll have finally graduated college. You know I could have had some killer classes this semester. But no, my fill-in advisor had to pussyfoot around and wait until today to give me my pin number to register. Now I can only get two classes. And at that one is on Monday from 6pm-8:40pm and the other is on Tuesday and Thursday from 1:50pm-3:05pm. There is this 499 class that isn't in the catalog that I may take on Wednesday nights if I could only know what ST: Legislative Process is. I think it's State Legislative Process. If it is an internship I can't do it because of work. I miss Hannah Geffert so much. She is the best damn Professor of ever. I applied to Strayer University in Manasas Virginia and they have called me back. I want to major there in CIS (Computer Information Services). So I may be going to Shepherd and starting some online courses there to occupy my time. It's a start. So I'll have a degree in Political Science in about fifty years and hopefully in about 2 1/2 years a B.S. in CIS. If Shepherd doesn't learn to comply with me...there #1 student (don't hold back the laughter I'm cracking up) then I will start going to Strayer University full time in January. But they have to give me some monies to pay for their classes because one class is like $750 and books for each class are from $100-175. Bump that! And Shepherd is getting carried away with the start date of classes I mean hello the 18th of August is like still considered summer even if it is late in the summer.

Why can't the world just revolve around a tubby boy with a knack for vanity? Ponder that one...damnit!

Your always vain and loving bookworm at age 99,

Paul

Sunday, July 20, 2003

FLOACHES...

So at work we have been invaded by a mysterious bug that is found in the deepest, darkest, stained blue carpet in the world. And it happens to be at my work. Janetta, Angel and I have found out what has been biting the living hell out of our legs...FLOACHES. Yes I tell you...FLOACHES! It is a mixture of two species of bugs (*Note: Extensive research has been put into our discovery). Guess? Well if you can't figure it out the mixture of FLOACHES is as follows:

1. Roaches
2. Fleas
3. You have FLOACHES!!

Angel has been able to trap one and examine it throughly. Their appearance is as follows:

1. Six legs
2. Black
3. Mini tracks
4. A gold tooth
5. A machine gun...only on the ones that need anger management
6. And there they are

Their theme song is: FLOACH the magic flea bag...get it!!

Beware for the invasion of FLOACHES...because they are Free at last...free at last...

Because Angel, Someone, and I should be spies

We know that J-LO didn't call in to work today...but his/her car was in the parking lot when J-FO got off of work...Hmm! Could they possibly being having a sexual escapade? You make the decision.

And just to repeat it: "Is that her car?"

Physical examination

From Road Rules on MTV:

Christina: Donnell keeps on saying that I like his BOD-EE! I've seen it and I don't like his BOD-EE!

I think Donnell needs not only a physical make over but a mental check up as well. His BOD-EE belongs in the PAH-T!

Lata...going to nighty night..AMF (Adios MotherFucker) or TTFN (Ta...ta...for...now)

Paul

Saturday, July 19, 2003

I wonder what this does?

It's a checkbox...how nifty is that....I can create surveys now. What to do what to do.

Here's a submit button...



Now I just have to figure out how to have the results sent to me....Look I actually have links...scroll down...I'm so proud of myself!!

Damn I can't get this to work...I want survey's they are so fun!

Piss and moan...why won't this shit work...I can see the image on my screen but not on the webpage. Damn it!

I'm going to try to add a picture today...

Thursday, July 17, 2003

Beep...beep

Went looking for a new car today. Found the one that I love and it was way too expensive. What a waste of two hours.

I found a 2003 Honda Accord. They wanted 5000.00 down and then 471.00 a month for five years. Are they out of their fucking minds? I think so. My father said that if I could get like a thousand dollars together that I could get it. It is so worth consideration. It is fully loaded and just wonderful. It is this weird shade of green that I've never seen. But then Frank...the guy who repaired my Jeep says that Honda's if you should happen to wreck them state on their manual that they may not be able to blend the paint. Because they make their paints specially or something...but Lord that car was nice and roomy and smelled so sweet!

For the love of Satan...I need a down payment.

Hmm...how many goats would I have to sacrifice for that much money?

If you should happen to worship Satan let me know...I'll consider it.

Later,

Paul

Wednesday, July 16, 2003

Say it ain't so...

That I have to work today. And worst off is that I have no one there with me tonight to keep me entertained. God Angel why do you have to have off on Wednesdays and Thursdays? Please decide to come in tonight...and Tricia you are so right about shoo'ing a fly with the mouse...I've done that countless times and for some reason believe that it will work one day as long as I believe hard enough.

Now it's time to say goodbye to one of family...F A M (hoping your doing good) I L Y (hope to see you soon)

God Tasha why did they fire you already. That is complete and udder bullshit. I mean we need people and you had to take off yesterday to get a car to be able to get to work. No sympathy. I have your number and will call you tomorrow. I'm so mad to see you go because it was fun working with you and talking. If you need anything call me this weekend at work and I'll give you my home phone number and stuff. I love ya and will miss ya...you my craziest friend of ever!

Off to watch reruns of Dawson Creek to discover new words I didn't know existed. They have the vocabulary of Philosophers...what's up with that?

So I will leave you with this:

Here we are face to face
A couple of Silver Spoons...do you remember that?

Paul

Tuesday, July 15, 2003

God...Cynthia must be a mind reader...

Read the last paragraph of her blog today at pinkhairedgirl.com ! It is so what I was thinking about work the other night without the use of kitty pants and glitter eye make-up!

Today's question...okay I have several

Okay so if I should happen to be bi-polar (which my parents are convinced I am because I'm moody) would it be so bad to use that to my advantage and say knock the living shit out of someone and then blame it on not having medicine to control my bi-polarism?

Or would it be better to hire someone to take care of the dirty work? If you answer yes to this question, Please submit a resume with your ass kicking qualifications for review. Thanks :)

Another day...another face to be blackened

Paul

I'm actually worn out...I can't believe it!

I never knew applying for jobs was such a task! Applied for 7 jobs tonight...God I hope someone is interested. After all when you can't find anything positive about your job any longer there is no need to be there and make your life miserable. My parents think I'm bi-polar but I think that it's my FUCKING JOB! Oh and having certain people as co-workers isn't that pleasant either when they wreak of "tainted cunt."

And for those of you that read my page...it's to remain on my page. If I find that one lick of my personal thoughts and information is even whispered at my job I'll have your ass. Don't bring it...because I am not the one! After all, I do have Elaine on my side of the fence...because I have enough respect for her to tell her the truth instead of candy coating shit. Elaine rocks!!

There went the stress!

Time...is on my side yes it is!!

Check ya lata...Paul

Monday, July 14, 2003

It's a bug's life...

And I plan to end it. What the hell is wrong with mesquitos? Are they constantly dehydrated, anemic, or the modern day version of a vampire? Please let me know. I got bit on my middle finger last night at the river by a mesquito. He is evil and I hope that he dies. I can barely bend my middle finger...and that's not the best part...I have to type all day long with a swollen finger the size of a phone. How is it that I can get bit on one of the smallest area's of skin on the body? Huh? A freakin' finger! Well needless to say Mr. Mesquito decided to bring the Mesquito Bunch (Homage to Manieka..."There's a story of a chinless lady") and rip into my legs and arms and chest. Lord what I wouldn't do for an atomic bomb that only effects a bug's life. While the movie may be cute...in real life they are devils sent from Satan as a parting gift for those of us not getting into Hell. I loathe them and wish them to die...but then I have to think "hey there boy wait a minute." Without bees we can't have food so fuck that plan....forget all about it.

Chinless Girl

I know you know who I'm talking about if you were there. Well I got together with her for lunch like 3 months ago and it was like attack of the obsessed ex-girl who used to like you in school. She hasn't changed except for short hair and dressier clothing. Sent her one email and then like 25 come back at one time. Who's whipped now? CHB (Chinless Hubb Boy) couldn't wait to lose that reunion.

You better work...work it girl...do your thing on the runway

And that is exactly what I will not be doing today. I'll be at work...without a girl and runway. Damn why do I have to go back? It's punishment for not being hideously rich and famous isn't it? Hey that's not my fault...make other people work in place of me to support me. That way I could travel more. You know getting to know different surroundings makes a person have a better outlook on life. I have this obsession with Cambodia for the moment...and yes it is because of Angelina Jolie. I want to go there and meet the people and see if I can do something to help. When Angie was on Barbara Wah Wah or 20/20 Friday it made me want to go to Cambodia. Plus they have some awesome temples that I would study the architecture of. I'm really thinking of going there next summer. Hopefully, I won't have to come back. I could deal living overseas and only speaking English and being able to read Spanish but forgetting how to speak it. Weird huh? Anyway, I'm going to watch some television before I have to get ready for work.

Ya'll come back now...ya herrre!

Paul or CHB(<---it's been forever since I thought of that...I mean hey it's on my yearbook from 1998)

Thursday, July 10, 2003

God please tell me why...???

So I'm in training today...hello by the way, and this woman who's name I will not mention is wearing these shoes that are exposing all of her toes. Someone tells me to look at her feet. God please tell me why...??? Why did I look? Why? Why? My eyes began to water and bleed! Those was the most fucked up lookin feet I have ever seen in my life! I thought she was part chia pet or some shit that has a talon as toes! You know how some people can like bend the end of their finger and have the tip pointing down...well that is how her second toes were except for they resembled the length of fingers. I'm thinkin' what the hell did this woman eat to get some "jacked up mothafuckin' long ass crusty Dr. Scholl's won't evah help" toes! Her ass must have been eatin' some ghetto wheaties..."Needies" is what they was...cuz she need some help in the pedicure department. I wanted to point at her toes and just scream at them. I couldn't stop laughin' and she is tryin to talk and I'm just picturing attack of the killer toes. Some fucked up shit ain't it.

h2o...here we go!!!

So my friend Chrissy asks me to go this bar in Hagerstown Maryland...for karoke...I'm like okay. It was my first gay bar experience. My friend April came...I was so GLADD (no pun intended). We had a great time. My favorite scene from the night goes like this:

Seth(gay karoke singer on stage): If you give me money I'll git necked<----this is how he enunciated.
Some random gay man: Take it off baby...just take it off!
Some random lesbian: I'll give you money to keep you clothes on.
Some random gay man: Don't pay attention to her she's just a big ol' butch dyke!!

I thought I would die...but then I didn't! Obvious...huh?

Ergo, that was my first gay bar experience! Going to go again!! (*Note: I had to use the word ergo because it was used today in some latin sentence Cignito, ergo sum=I came "therefore" I am!) Always lovin' a big word in a little package...and that reminds me they had condom baskets at the bar! I got Chrissy a yellow one and April and I red ones! What a way to brighten up your day...a neon dick!!

Lata tayta!

Paul

Thursday, July 03, 2003

What's up with the new layout?

Damn...can't things just stay the same? Huh. I didn't ask for my template to be changed. Ugh! It's all blue and ugly!

Reasons for not writing...

1. Had to have a cyst removed from my lower back...near the ass actually! *Couldn't sit at the computer.
2. Had a car accident the night of the removal. *Couldn't concentrate and ass was in no condition to sit.

Later,

Paul