Oh, I love my job.
I'm at my desk today, entering an order when my boss walks up behind me and leans over my shoulder. He says, very quietly, "Rachel, where's the comma key on the keyboard?"
I point it out and he walks back down the hall to his office.
My extension rings, "Can you come show me?"
Now, keep in mind, this guy...
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I'm at my desk today, entering an order when my boss walks up behind me and leans over my shoulder. He says, very quietly, "Rachel, where's the comma key on the keyboard?"
I point it out and he walks back down the hall to his office.
My extension rings, "Can you come show me?"
Now, keep in mind, this guy...
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troglodyte:
What a dumbass...i mean, hepcat. 
fortysix_and_two:
*DIES LAUGHING*
The last in a Valentine's series:
"...it should be everyone's fault, because it's everyone's problem.
Well, okay...not everyone. Not boring people and not the profoundly retarded. But whenever I meet dynamic, nonretartded Americans, I notice they all seem to share a single unifying characteristic: the inability to experience the kind of mind-blowing, transcendent romantic relationship they perceive to be a normal part of living....
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"...it should be everyone's fault, because it's everyone's problem.
Well, okay...not everyone. Not boring people and not the profoundly retarded. But whenever I meet dynamic, nonretartded Americans, I notice they all seem to share a single unifying characteristic: the inability to experience the kind of mind-blowing, transcendent romantic relationship they perceive to be a normal part of living....
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fortysix_and_two:
Thanks for the Valentine, love. Had I any sort of computer skills, I'd definitely send you one back. 
sebastian6:
do you ever get sad?
-sebastian
-sebastian
"...and within seconds my mind was made up. It was as if I were powerless to resist the temptation; my senses were overcome. I could hear the emptiness, and taste the silence, and smell the solitude, and I wanted it more than I have ever wanted anything before. (And what does that say about me? What kind of sensualist craves nothingness?)"
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thefuckoffkid:
Like a brassiere, but with food in it instead of boobs.
scooter11:
Yeo, that last line is a good one...
"It seems to me now that the plain state of being is dramatic enough for anyone; you don't need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone."
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clutch64:
Omg ...thanks. You are a Sweetheart! Have a good day.
Omg ...thanks. You are a Sweetheart! Have a good day.
wated:
Thanks for the gif.
None of you are going to prom this year? This is actually feasible for me to go to cause my sister lives in SF, but if no one I know/flirt shamelessly with will be there... 
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nopantsdave:
And a happy valentine's to you too.
I wish I could go to Prom, but SF is 2500 miles away or so....I know last year there was one in Toronto also, so if they do that again, maybe I will go.
I wish I could go to Prom, but SF is 2500 miles away or so....I know last year there was one in Toronto also, so if they do that again, maybe I will go.
stgeorge:
You always will be mine 
Well...
I plan to be drunk by 8. Who's with me?
Yeah, it's been that kinda day.
addendum: Are any of you purple (or otherwise extremely cool) people going to prom?
I plan to be drunk by 8. Who's with me?
Yeah, it's been that kinda day.
addendum: Are any of you purple (or otherwise extremely cool) people going to prom?
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stgeorge:
8!!!! And I thought you could take your ale! 
I trust an invite isn't necessary
I trust an invite isn't necessary
primate:
drunk by 8am? yeah i can do that...
"You can lead a horticulture but you can't make her think."
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fortysix_and_two:
I have an 86 Ford Tempo right now... I used to have a 1990 Honda Prelude SI, custom engine, red with black cloth interior (love cloth over leather, less thigh burns in summer). Named Requiem. Miss it.
*cracks up at the journal*
*cracks up at the journal*
Nevermind. I don't like this journal entry.
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obd:
Stay up here and work for the temp agency.
samling:
you know, i've been reading your journal because we have a lot of mutual friends on here, and i've come to the conclusion that it wouldn't matter what you write here, i'd come read it. because you are witty like a brit, quick on the draw, and just all around fuckin rock. thanks for being on sg.
Look Ma, I'm naked on the internet.
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mistersatan:
Actually, no- this is something totally unrelated. And it's not spite, believe it or not.
primate:
you shouldnt have to ask, they should see your pics and demand you do an official set for em
Hey good lookin', watcha got cookin'?
Howz about cookin' something up with me?
Howz about cookin' something up with me?
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unknown_path:
Hey there, love your pictures, very sexy... If I lived in cali, i would come photograph you for free! but, i am about 3000 miles away Great pics though. Take care.
Great pics though. Take care.
obd:
I've widened my search to include SoCal.
I'm just gonna steal this journal from someone else.
Ever have a conversation on the phone where you really wish you were having it in person?
Ever have a conversation on the phone where you really wish you were having it in person?
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sixfeetunder:
You said:
The worst thing I've done to a friend? It's nothing I'm proud of.
You cannot leave a person hanging... It sounds really bad huh?
The worst thing I've done to a friend? It's nothing I'm proud of.
You cannot leave a person hanging... It sounds really bad huh?
margot_dent:
it's a long, looooong sotry. but its shitty, lemme tell ya.
Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I`m alright, I`m alright
I ain`t gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I`m gonna be free, Lord!
I just keep losing my beat
I`m alright, I`m alright
I ain`t gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I`m gonna be free, Lord!
troglodyte:
And I'm tired, yeah I'm tired
Of this life I've been leading too long
And the time turns around through these walls that surround
To the chimes of a jailer's song
Of this life I've been leading too long
And the time turns around through these walls that surround
To the chimes of a jailer's song