Enrique and "The Butter"

Friday, March 14, 2003:

"Be kind to your knees-you will miss them when there gone..."
Hi Munchees!! Welcome to the unemployed pathetic life of Heather (aka. "Heath").
So I lie. I have a job. The dreaded "temp" job. Do you ever notice the stigma that goes along with that word? The women in my office looked at me like I had butter(only "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter" would do) oozing out of every crevice of my body. NO, don't get to close to me, I may give you the dreaded "temp" disaease!! Ahhh...look out...here she comes!!! My "supervisor"-I use this term loosley since I don't even know if she is one or even mine if that-asks me the DUMBEST questions ever as if I have the brain of a deranged rabbitt. "Honey, do you know what a STAPLER does??" No, I just graduated from college, but I don't know how to staple lady, could you please show me becuase I am compltely helpless. The good news is I discovered how to get on the internet, and now I can spend my time job searching whenever psycho isn't lurking around my cubbie. Which I have deocrated with a mousepad with my godson on it whom all the woman thought was my child! and some other random college pictures to get across the point that I do hold a degree!
My last point is this. When my mom and I go to Aldi, they, much to my surprise, sell the original "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter" and I of course, always want to "stock up"(meaning buying at least 3) b/c I am worried that they might stop selling it at such an excellent price. My mom does not really agree with my theory and does not allow me to buy mass quantities-Really, what is her problem?
T minus 5 days until the big B-Day. Presents are a totally acceptable option for all of you wondering....

Heather // 6:06 PM
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Monday, March 10, 2003:

BIG NEWS
Yeah, that got your attention, right? No, sorry to mislead any of you are actually left reading this junk, but there really is no big news. Yes, I did quit my job at Target. Let me tell you, it was one of the worst jobs in my life. I hate retail. Therefore, I am not quite sure why I though I could ever pull off being a Target exec. Maybe the money enticed me, maybe the glamour of being a Target exec(is there really any glamour?)...I don't know, but I did last about 6 weeks. Way to go me-I quit my first job out of college! Who wouldn't want to spend 10-12 hours a day at work with an added bonus of working 3rd shift, late nights, weekends and holidays with no overtime and you basically dedicate your life to Target?
I had the best dream the other night. I dreamed that my boy toy Enrique showed up at my house b/c I had won some contest. It was a fun time had by all!
I spend my days job hunting like mad. I don't know why I even bother. Everyone tells me that I am not going to find a job on Monster or other such job search websites. The only way I will find one is by "networking." Bloddy day, I hate networking! I spend my time writing thank-you's to people I don't know who don't care about me anyway. I do have 4 possible good leads, though, so I will keep all you poor suckers waiting.
For some reason, I subjected myself to watcthing "Married by America" possibly b/c being unemployed makes you desperate for any type of entertainment other than sitting around with your parents watching old movies and eating choclate bon bon's. (okay, so we don't eat that, but I just wanted to say that!). I still can't figure out what is going on, I guess I really don't pay attention either, so that could be a problem... Although I did fall in love with the Wall-Street guy, mainly b/c he was hot and he could defintely support me and I wouldn't have to work and worry about my damn "career."
I start my temp job tommorrow. Why am I not in bed you ask? I don't know, I was in bed, but then jumped out of bed and ran to the computer b/c I really just wanted to post in blobby. I think he has missed my wicked tongue.
Enough of this yummy chit chat. Buffy and Baxter Buffington are going to "lunch" with me tommorrow at the "club." I really MUST be going....
ps-I wish this thing had sounds so you could hear my great accent when I discuss the "Buffingtons"
Yall' have a good night naw, ya' hear?

Heather // 9:34 PM
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