Everytime I get home from work, I want to blog about it. BUT, we're not allowed. Apparently there was some chick who had a blog and was all complaining and shit about the place and her coworkers...annnnnnd the owners found out about it...and yep...she was fired. Sooooo...I guess all I'll say is that I love my job (a lot)...but I get more than slightly annoyed with some of the less-than-intelligent people I work with on occasion. And that's all I shall say about that. ;-)
I haven't even been on my Myspace in over two months. Okay, wait...I went to sign onto it two weeks ago, and whattyaknow I forgot my friggin password. So yeah, I woulda broken down and signed on at a month & a half of bein away from that addictive lil site, but like a retard I can't remember the stupid password. Bah humbug.
Still (!!!) haven't found my camera cord. It's making me so crazy. I know it's in this damn house somewhere.
Okay, so here's what I need to work on:
(this is more of a reminder to myself)
- Start learning French. Immediately, if not sooner. =) We're supposed to be going to Paris at the end of the year and I think it'd probably be a damn good idea if I knew how to speak the language. (Duh.)
- Get my ass back in the gym. I have taken way too much time off from working out and it's time to stop being lazy (!!!)
- Finish organizing my closet and build a wall rack thingie for my plethora of necklaces, scarves & belts.
- Start cleaning the garage. I have so much damn stuff in there...still in boxes...that I know I don't need and can donate to Goodwill. I really need to get a move on with that project.
Oh yeah...and I watched a really weird movie last night on the Independent Film Channel (IFC). It was called "Crash". Here's the description of the movie on IMDb. I don't think I've ever seen a movie (that wasn't a porn) with so many sex scenes. The whole plot was quite disturbing, but interesting at the same time. Some people really do have some whacked out fetishes, and the one the movie is based around is one I'll never quite understand. To each his own I guess.
Time for me to go do something constructive. Like finishing my closet. But FIRST...a quick run to Starbucks. Mmmmm Mmmmm Good. =)