Enrique and "The Butter"

Thursday, June 10, 2004:

Ummmmmm, Yeah?
Like my new post title? Really catches your attention, right? Or not.

So I have to personally apolgize to Clare for not knowing for almost 2 weeks that she was unemployed. But honestly. She MAKES me learn about her life through her blobby. Which is fine. But I like email, too...it's more personal. We don't have 1 on 1 interaction through blobby, and that makes me sad :( Anyway. I will survive. But when I finally did catch up and learned she had no job, I was quite shocked! The highlight of her unemployment posts was defintely filing for enemployment. Being in HR, I know all about uemployment, who gets it, who doesn't, etc....so it was interesting reading her tale.

And...I have to apoligize to Hannah and Ann for not being able to make a visit until July. Me sorry! Things are just crazy momentarily, and I hope we can plan to be together in July for sure! And if Ann ever reads this, she should email/call me since she works in Waukesha now and we could do lunch! Hello...............

I have come to discover a new treat that I have become increasingly obssessed with--Frosty's from Wendy's. Can you really beat 99 cents for something that freakin' tasty? You can't. I make this one guy at work purchase them for me--I think he buys them for me because he feels bad that he makes me work like a donkey every day, but yeah. I am thinking that I might add vokda to my next intake of a Frosty to "shake up" the work day a bit.

As my previous post sugggest--yes, I am drowining at work. Literally. And I am not happy as a clam as everyone would like me to be. I could go on and on about that, but I think we would be here awhile, and who has that kinda time?

The job search still continues....if I ever get an update on that, you know ya'll be the first to know.

Heather // 6:16 PM
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Monday, June 07, 2004:

The Attack of the Killer Desk
Bet you never thought your desk could attack you. Mine did. Today, to be exact. It was insanse. It was like piles upon piles of papers everywhere, folders stacked as high as cotton, pens and highlighters scattered randmoly....it was insane. I played a game with myself in where I hid underneath my desk in hopes that the objets on my desk would not find me and decide to go away. Except when I emerged, they were all still there, staring at me. That is what my day is life. I feel like there aren't just enough hours in the day to get everything I need to get done at work done, and then I get mad when it's 6pm! Honestly. I have turned into some psycho GE Jack Welch protege. It's scary. And it's time to get out.

Anyway. I was watching that stupid news ticker on the bottom of CNN which I think is stupid, yet I like to watch it. And I saw some really disturbing news. First of all, they said Enrique (whom blobby is named after!) was marrying that Russian skank who I refuse to name on my bloggy b/c I don't want to taint it. Honestly. I don't believe it. He will, however, when he does meet me(when my offical stalking plan goes into play in where I crouch behind his car and proceed to jump on him some lovely morning) want to be with me.

I had this wierd dream the other night. I dreamed that this guy I work with was in my room telling me to send out offer letters( I work in staffing, so that is what I basically do). Excpet maybe I was really hallucinating. It was strange, though. I kept telling him that it was night time and I was trying to sleep, excpet he wouldn't leave.

Yeah. Don't know about that one too much.

Heather // 7:05 PM
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