i have an urge to go and stand out in the rain. i love the rain. i have two favourite rain experiences. one was in key west where i was caught in a warm rain storm and walked the beach, watching lightning fill the sky, until i was soaked to the skin. the other was in bali. i was taking a shower in an outside grotto when the monsoon rain started to fall. the mix of hot shower and cold raindrops on naked skin was amazing. there is a picture but i'll spare you the nakedness.
9:15 p.m. - May 27, 2004
i have been unable to convince the IT guy that the photocopier in the general filing room is possessed by the devil. on the other hand i seem to have gone a long way in convincing him that i'm heading at top velocity towards insanity. the machine lulled me into a false sense of security by printing out the first 22 copies of the 140 page document in perfect order. it then went silent. i already knew i was in trouble before i even saw that it was demanding more paper but i figured that i could avoid its trap by ensuring that the moniter registered that i wanted 2-sided copies collated in the bottom tray. i even went so far as to ask for only 1 copy so that i could moniter its output. i was not prepared for the machines response. it took the original document, sucked each page inside and then spewed it out, and then it gave me a document with each doubled sided page the opposite way around, so the front cover was on the first inside page and so on. i then had to spend 15 minutes returning the orignal to the proper order before starting things off again. i have no idea what the machine is doing now as i could not bear to be in the same room as it. according to the IT guy the machine is leaving us in july. i asked if we could smash it into teeny tiny pieces before it went but he said no. the devil resides in that machine. hell its big enough to comfortably hold two evil beasts.
2:57 p.m. - May 27, 2004
i was putting away laundry the other day (yes i do occasionally do housework but only when it is absolutely necessary) and found a sealed envelope with my name on it at the bottom of the cg's sock draw. i stood there for a moment trying to fathom what the envelope could possibly hold. it wasn't my birthday any time soon, our anniversary is sometime in october and if we'd had a fight (which we hadn't) he's not the type to send me a card to smooth things over (actually he's more the type to completely forget we even had a fight while i'm still sulking). eventually, my curiousity got the better of me so i took the envelope into the living room and presented it to the cg. he looked at it blankly...despite the fact that it was labelled with his handwriting. i decided to open it and found inside a lovely christmas card with a really sweet inscription which the cg had for whatever reason completely forgotten to give to me. there probably aren't many people who have christmas cards displayed in their living room at this time of year but i am happy to be one of them. merry christmas to you all.
10:14 p.m. - May 26, 2004
if anyone knows where i can buy clear cellophane in downtown vancouver for wrapping a gift could they please please let me know asap.
5:49 p.m. - May 26, 2004
i would like to state for the record that i fucking hate the photocopy machine in the general filing room. there is absolutely no reason under the sun for any photocopier to be so large that it resembles a two berth caravan nor is there any necessity in this age of advanced technology that a machine which reproduces documents should rival the noise coming from a jet engine. moreover, when i ask for 2 sided copies i actually mean it. not just before the machine sneakily asks for more paper (even though it is not yet empty and is in the middle of run of two dozen 140 page documents) but also when it is completing the task so that i don't have to feel guilty about the unecessary desctruction of a small forest while i'm throwing away piles of one-sided documents. the machine in the general filing room is now silent as am i. all i can hear is the blood pumping through my neck veins as i strive to calm down. tomorrow we will try again.
3:52 p.m. - May 26, 2004
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