Apparently we have a reader!! *applause box blinks*
Well, let's see. It really sucks that I can't say anything about my job. I'm doing a pretty interesting survey right now. Too bad we tell them that it's only going to last 10-12 minutes, and it really last around 30.. But.. so far, I've only gotten one person on the phone. Oh well. Tomorrow I get to do it.
Speaking of tomorrow, I am pretty much going to have a non-stop commute in the morning. From Redwood City to Van Ness Ave/ Washington in San Francisco. That'll be like.. 2 hours or so. Good thing I just started reading this book. Which, is pretty cool.
Ah! That reminds me that I need to give Jason back his book, and bring him my Norton cd..
I haven't seen my sister in a while. Not since maybe a week or two. There was family therapy tonight. I missed it because of work.. Maybe I'll have to start designating days that I need to leave earlier so that I can go to it.. Apparently my sister was a royal bitch tonight. Made my mom cry, and all.. :o/ Momma told me that Steve lasted 10 minutes before he wanted to pound her face in.. I don't think I would have had the restraint. Maybe would have cried while beating her to a pulp. I still hold on to the 'she's not meant for the public' view that I have.. There is an electricion (sp) here right now.. Maybe my mom'll tell me what happened when he leaves.
If I leave before he does, though, I'll just talk to her about it later..
And now, Amusing Things That Lorraine Saw/Heard/Whatever..
There was a crazy guy on the bus today. But there's always a crazy guy on the bus, you say! No! Not this kind of crazy. He was dressed nice, in a suit, leather loafers. Looked like he owned a car dealership (it was on Van Ness). When I got on the bus, there was a lady, saying how he was nuts, sticking his foot out and tripping people (he was sitting right next to the front door to the bus). I kinda thought she was a little off herself, until I saw him do it. He just stuck out his foot, and this asian guy totally tripped over it. The crazy guy made sounds as if it was the asian guy's fault that he tripped. Nutso.. Then, that lady got off the bus, and was making faces at the crazy guy, calling him crazy and pointing. And then the crazy guy got up, and was making these upward sweeping motions with his arm at her, as if to say 'be gone!' Weird shit, people..
Hm. Okay, then yesterday, I was making a call for work, when I got to an automated answering system. Asking me to put in the extention # I had, or to type in the first three letters of the person's first name. I didn't have a name, since I only had a company name in front of me. I took a guess at 'Joe,' figuring that if there was someone, I could just ask to speak with the owner of the business. The phone rang, and a woman answered. Apparently the owner of the company's name was Joe. I got his office. That was totally sweet.
Hmm.. what else to tell? I think there was one more thing that was amusing, but, I really can't remember.
Started reading a new online comic. It's pretty cool. Here's the link to the first of the series:
Dave Kelly's LIZARD!
I saw Edwin today. Stopped at 16th and Potrero's Safeway to deposit my first cheque (boo-yow) from work. He works in Blockbusters there.. It's been a while since we last saw each other. He's finally turning 20 this friday. He supposed to be having this party.. I don't know if I'm going to go or not. I have this book I want to buy him. But finding a book store and buying it before friday might present a challenge, esp. since I only rely on my BMW (BART, MUNI, walking) for transportation.. He seemed all shocked and happy that I was there to see him. I kinda shrugged it off. I wasn't doing anything huge.. Just stopping in 'cause we haven't seen each other in a while. My guess is that he didn't think he'd see me even on his birthday. Oh well. I'll see about it later..
Okay, I'm all out of crap to write..
Thanks Robert!! :o)
P.S.
Yesterday's post wasn't a joke. I was just too pissed off for words. Joe is an actual person that read one too many psychology books and need to be put out of his misery.