Thursday, June 24, 2004
(11:29 AM) | Anonymous:
Shit and Garbage Post
21 days, 16.5 hours of sleep, 43 beers, and my brain still hasn’t fallen off. It’s a stubborn sonbitch. Course, by now I’m seeing lightning streaks and making serious errors in judgment and execution (such as SPELLING ERRORS), but that intellect just will not get off. Yow-ow-wow! Get away! Off!Its stranglehold is slackening but my brain’s hands would have to be sawed straight off its body before ‘twould ever set me loose. Oh, leave me to the bliss of romping the world gut-wise!
Farewell, all. Nowise know I where go I, but I’ll aback soon in coffee cups. This is work where I’m at. The world’s ______est secretary. I’m loving you all, so I know youreading me.
I found the answer to my fish question: Some do, some don’t.
Self-congratulations to my self, and kudos.
I spoke too soon. My boss just now called me into his office to announce to me my merit increase. It’s .5% above the university increase average, or the highest increase in our 80-person department. “You deserve every bit of it. You absolutely do,” boss said. Yikes! That’s it. No more blogging for this non-computer-owning luddite.
