Well people, I start a new job tomorrow, so I don't know what my access to the blog will be. I will try desperately to keep you abreast of the hilarity that is my life. So ya, that's it really...no more psychology so I guess no more tests or crazies, if there were any...other than me...
This week I am in HR doing mundane clerical work...This week I don't want to be someone's bitch but I have a slight feeling...sigh. I'll just drive over the pedestrians and crash at high speeds into the wall.
Remember people, FISH!!!!!
ohh and big plans for the future....
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Sunday, August 29, 2004
Friday, August 27, 2004
Ahh! The burning!
Wee it's Friday.
Whooo....whoo...
Well folks, I have finally finished the season. 24 hours of T.V. in 4 days. Good lord that is really bad. But it was worth every moment. What an awesome show. Except the girl. I hate the girl. Jack is a bad ass.
KN's birthday this weekend, he's finally caught up in age with me. Going to have lunch with his parents in the afternoon, then play shooting games later at le Playdium.
Reading some psychology books right now, pretty fun...took a test. I am still the same as before...crazy.
Checking out my clocks...still there...gonna miss this place a bit, I had fun here. Lots of blogging.
Well enough random crap gibber gabber, yaddi yadda...Til' next time...
Keep the A535 down, and don't touch anything...
Whooo....whoo...
Well folks, I have finally finished the season. 24 hours of T.V. in 4 days. Good lord that is really bad. But it was worth every moment. What an awesome show. Except the girl. I hate the girl. Jack is a bad ass.
KN's birthday this weekend, he's finally caught up in age with me. Going to have lunch with his parents in the afternoon, then play shooting games later at le Playdium.
Reading some psychology books right now, pretty fun...took a test. I am still the same as before...crazy.
Checking out my clocks...still there...gonna miss this place a bit, I had fun here. Lots of blogging.
Well enough random crap gibber gabber, yaddi yadda...Til' next time...
Keep the A535 down, and don't touch anything...
Thursday, August 26, 2004
IS IT POSSIBLE TO GO INSANE IN A PYCHOLOGISTS OFFICE?
I think I am slowly starting to find out...
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Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Hot dogs, because all you need is a weiner and a bun
Yeah.
I am so bored right now. I have an hour and 45 minutes to go, KN is going downtown to meet the fabulous friend JY and go comic book shopping...which leads me to believe that either KN is hoarding money without my knowing, or he is going to suck looneys off of JY...where? I leave that up to your imaginations my fellow 'bots. So while KN is out skipping through the isles of the comic book shop, I am sitting here wondering when I will start exhibiting symptoms of my so call neurotic nature that the people who work here will do an evaluation pro bono. I think it could be fun! Wee.. look at all the pretty colours.
When will this waiting end?
I am so bored right now. I have an hour and 45 minutes to go, KN is going downtown to meet the fabulous friend JY and go comic book shopping...which leads me to believe that either KN is hoarding money without my knowing, or he is going to suck looneys off of JY...where? I leave that up to your imaginations my fellow 'bots. So while KN is out skipping through the isles of the comic book shop, I am sitting here wondering when I will start exhibiting symptoms of my so call neurotic nature that the people who work here will do an evaluation pro bono. I think it could be fun! Wee.. look at all the pretty colours.
When will this waiting end?
obsessive compulsive in 24 hrs
Hello world, howzit going?
It's about 9.32am here in this loverly office, quiet...a little too quiet...
Well lads and lasses, I have continued the 24 watch, I think I saw *ahem~... 7 episodes yesterday...I think I need help... It didn't feel like it was that long, and its not like I didn't do ANYTHING all day...except that I didn't really do anything all day yesterday...but it's so tempting, because you have it right there, you don't HAVE to wait a whole week, you could just sacrifice some sleep and keep...watching...it.
Speaking of sacrificing, I am going to hang the creep who phoned our house at 1.09am this morning. I couldn't find the phone and dammit the answering machine picked up by the time I got to it. And with all that bloody telephone action in 24 I thought I was in some episode or something, y'know, someone was trying to call to tell us that we had to go get a gun or something cool like that, but no...it wasn't...I am soooo lame.
Well, a considerable amount of time has passed since I started writing this, the place just got super busy all of the sudden...all of a sudden...? and I think I actually stopped thinking about 24 for at least 10 minutes...
So the other day I was chatting with one of the people who work here (for those that don't know I am currently working in a psychologists office) and I was asking him what tests are worth taking. He said that the NEO one is pretty good so I took it. So you would think that, you know, the tests would be positive right? So I took this one test and all the personalities had nice things to say, except mine. According to this test I am a neurotic, and I am basically evil and should be shot. Whaah. But I apparently I am friendly! :)
Have some fun with the tests peoples,
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It's about 9.32am here in this loverly office, quiet...a little too quiet...
Well lads and lasses, I have continued the 24 watch, I think I saw *ahem~... 7 episodes yesterday...I think I need help... It didn't feel like it was that long, and its not like I didn't do ANYTHING all day...except that I didn't really do anything all day yesterday...but it's so tempting, because you have it right there, you don't HAVE to wait a whole week, you could just sacrifice some sleep and keep...watching...it.
Speaking of sacrificing, I am going to hang the creep who phoned our house at 1.09am this morning. I couldn't find the phone and dammit the answering machine picked up by the time I got to it. And with all that bloody telephone action in 24 I thought I was in some episode or something, y'know, someone was trying to call to tell us that we had to go get a gun or something cool like that, but no...it wasn't...I am soooo lame.
Well, a considerable amount of time has passed since I started writing this, the place just got super busy all of the sudden...all of a sudden...? and I think I actually stopped thinking about 24 for at least 10 minutes...
So the other day I was chatting with one of the people who work here (for those that don't know I am currently working in a psychologists office) and I was asking him what tests are worth taking. He said that the NEO one is pretty good so I took it. So you would think that, you know, the tests would be positive right? So I took this one test and all the personalities had nice things to say, except mine. According to this test I am a neurotic, and I am basically evil and should be shot. Whaah. But I apparently I am friendly! :)
Have some fun with the tests peoples,
*~
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Tick Tock...
How many clocks can you see from where you are sitting?
Here, I have 7 within eyesight...
My phone has rung 6 times in 6 hours.
I have changed the settings on my blog about a dozen times.
Then I changed it again...
Oohh another clock...right here on my blog...and my phone is ringing...just one moment please... [elevator music...]
Right, I just got another assignment with the company that keeps calling me back...how fabulous for me. So folks this looks to be promising...maybe they will hire me on full time? For those who don't know me, I am a temp, so I don't know if I am working the next week or not, and usually it's expected that I call into the agency to get work, but not this time folks, they called me. And I don't have to answer the phone for this new job! Although me thinks its going to be mundane clerical work, but that is okay...
and I think there will only be 3 clocks...
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Here, I have 7 within eyesight...
My phone has rung 6 times in 6 hours.
I have changed the settings on my blog about a dozen times.
Then I changed it again...
Oohh another clock...right here on my blog...and my phone is ringing...just one moment please... [elevator music...]
Right, I just got another assignment with the company that keeps calling me back...how fabulous for me. So folks this looks to be promising...maybe they will hire me on full time? For those who don't know me, I am a temp, so I don't know if I am working the next week or not, and usually it's expected that I call into the agency to get work, but not this time folks, they called me. And I don't have to answer the phone for this new job! Although me thinks its going to be mundane clerical work, but that is okay...
and I think there will only be 3 clocks...
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Monday, August 23, 2004
Boredom...one moment please...
I am so bored... so i will engage in a little rambling.
What is it about the phone voice? You all notice that? You're yelling and grunting with your pals at work and then the phone rings. Voila, you suddenly change from an uneducated lout into some phone goddess whose voice seems to carry the caller off into la la land. Yet, if you were to re-create this voice in "real life" (as if talking on the phone isn't real life... or is it really actually real life...? hmmm...) anyways yes if you were to re-create this voice in real life you would then sound bizzaar and your friends would enquire as to whether or not you had a cold or were trying to sound like a phone sex operator. Thats when the freak out begins to happens because you then think of all those people who kept phoning back (if you are not a receptionist you will only have this happen because you don't return their calls). Are they phoning because they truly needed the name of the manager, even after you gave it to him 3 times before, or is he calling to hear the sultry sounds of your throaty voice?
Perhaps, in my case when I speak regularly I have this deep timbred voice that is loud and sometimes throaty...I think chortling is something that I do...ugh. But when I am on the phone my voice seems to transform itself into this ethereal thing that coos into the ear of the caller..."just one moment please..."
I dunno... but wait... *~ a thought...
Even when you are talking to your friends you don't seem to engage in the "phone voice" unless you want something, like say a ride to the movies or downtown or new pants or something. Maybe when you are at work you are actually trying to get something from the caller, like say maybe respect? stop yelling at me? No I don't know who John Smith is, he doesn't work here...stop yelling at me...one moment please..." all done in the voice that would make Marilyn Monroe sound like a cow giving birth to a hippopotasquirrel. Ah yes JY, the elusive hippopotasquirrel.
Why the phone voice my fellow foodcourtians, why. Is it because we want more pants (and perhaps cleaner shorts) from our friends, and respect from our sleazy fellow telephoners? Is it because it makes us sound 6 feet tall with the measurement 34-25-34 (hello barbie), when the majority of us are soooo not. Could this be the real reason people hate automated phone people, and crave the smooth silky sounds of a live person, not because being stuck in voicemail hell is well simply that: hell, but that the voice, that beautiful voice makes you want to do just about anything...can you hold please....?
just one moment please.
What is it about the phone voice? You all notice that? You're yelling and grunting with your pals at work and then the phone rings. Voila, you suddenly change from an uneducated lout into some phone goddess whose voice seems to carry the caller off into la la land. Yet, if you were to re-create this voice in "real life" (as if talking on the phone isn't real life... or is it really actually real life...? hmmm...) anyways yes if you were to re-create this voice in real life you would then sound bizzaar and your friends would enquire as to whether or not you had a cold or were trying to sound like a phone sex operator. Thats when the freak out begins to happens because you then think of all those people who kept phoning back (if you are not a receptionist you will only have this happen because you don't return their calls). Are they phoning because they truly needed the name of the manager, even after you gave it to him 3 times before, or is he calling to hear the sultry sounds of your throaty voice?
Perhaps, in my case when I speak regularly I have this deep timbred voice that is loud and sometimes throaty...I think chortling is something that I do...ugh. But when I am on the phone my voice seems to transform itself into this ethereal thing that coos into the ear of the caller..."just one moment please..."
I dunno... but wait... *~ a thought...
Even when you are talking to your friends you don't seem to engage in the "phone voice" unless you want something, like say a ride to the movies or downtown or new pants or something. Maybe when you are at work you are actually trying to get something from the caller, like say maybe respect? stop yelling at me? No I don't know who John Smith is, he doesn't work here...stop yelling at me...one moment please..." all done in the voice that would make Marilyn Monroe sound like a cow giving birth to a hippopotasquirrel. Ah yes JY, the elusive hippopotasquirrel.
Why the phone voice my fellow foodcourtians, why. Is it because we want more pants (and perhaps cleaner shorts) from our friends, and respect from our sleazy fellow telephoners? Is it because it makes us sound 6 feet tall with the measurement 34-25-34 (hello barbie), when the majority of us are soooo not. Could this be the real reason people hate automated phone people, and crave the smooth silky sounds of a live person, not because being stuck in voicemail hell is well simply that: hell, but that the voice, that beautiful voice makes you want to do just about anything...can you hold please....?
just one moment please.
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Wow, my first ever blog and I won't even get to maintain it all that well. Oh well. I have joined the ranks of those who feel compelled share the small (and large) thoughts that may or may not matter, and feel somewhat annoymous and strangely open at the same time.
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