cheyenne

left work today and came home with every right minded intention of enrolling in school. BUT sometimes, i've found that when i am as pissed off as i was today, it is best to just fuck it all and go surf. so, what is a girl to do when stuck in texas with no surf? GUITAR HERO II!!!!!!!!!!! THAT'S WHAT. ok, so i got pissed at work because there is a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugggge murder trial going on right now and my editor had no clue. Me being the genuis that i am, told her about it because I wanted to cover it. what happens when i get to work?? Justin, the most over dramatic, idiotic lame ass in the world is given MY story to cover. so, i packed up all my cool toys that were on my desk. boss asked what i was doing. i said, i'm going home to sleep and play guitar hero. I have nothing to do here and this is merely wasting my time. then i left. everyday i go there and sit and do jack shit. it is really frusterating because the editors always ask for my story ideas and do i get to do the stories??no. they pass my ideas off to other reporters. god i can't wait to get back to cali.

but I will miss my homies Selket and Illyria
and their significant others. damn. wish i could box em up and take em with me.
and i already beat guitar heroii...the easy level, anyway...
I think my surfboard is getting mad at me for making her stay in the bedroom. I'll bet she thinks she's grounded. I would take her down to the pool and just float around, but people look at me wierd when i do that. (yes, i've done it...once...shut up. i miss surfing.)
guess tomorrow it is back to purgatory. I would call my job hell, but I've been there and this is not that bad. so, it gets dubbed as da purg. maybe a strongbad cartoon or some puppy kisses will make me feel better. ew ew ew!! or better yet...i'm gonna take my leftover poppers from the fourth to work and strategically place them about. hee hee hee...office pranks anyone? I tried moving Justin's picture (the lame ass mentioned above is a single straight male with a picture of his cat on his desk...an 8 by 10 picture of his pet cat....) but someone moved it back before he saw it was missing. he gets his tampon stuck over every little thing. I'm willing to bet this would have caused it to get lost in his inner space workings. heh... damn prank poopers..
anyway, i'm contemplating filing a formal complaint against the two attorneys who specifically did not hire me because i'm in the national guard. guess what, peeps...i'm protected from that...USSERRA laws..it is discrimination to not hire some one because of that and i can get a fed. investigator to prosecute if i want..i can't decide..may not be worth my time. so, i guess until i get that singing deal or win american idol, i'm stuck in purgatory...but isn't that what purgatory is for?? to be stuck in???