jamie: i have a one drink limit at my party...... that means everyone has to have at least ONE drink.

*slaps forehead*

How to know when your life revolves around your workplace....

i go to work..
my extracurriculars involve being a team lead in the student community at work....
i go to the gym at work....
i leave anywhere from 7pm to 1am ....
it's 2am and i'm connected to email and internal chat through VPN.....
i left around 11pm today...
but what really hit home? i went out to dinner with a friend from work -- both of us had plans to put the extra food in the company fridge so we could have food for tomorrow at work. and yes, tomorrow is SATURDAY but we're still planning on going in. AUGH!

i need a life.

oh oh! party on saturday!...........that's also for another friend from ibm. hrmm......

*sigh* i quit.

:)

Guess who forgot to enter her time sheet info for the past 2 weeks?! ugggghh!!

desirous of getting paid for those two weeks, cherie enters her time sheet records....this is shortly followed by her manager calling her over the cubicle walls. being the diligent student she is with her headphones on, she doesn't hear this cry. in the end, her manager has to walk over and question why the sudden interest in time sheets......*hangs head*

argh!

stupid MS VM just cost me a half day of work!!

ARRGHHH!!!

reasons why i shouldn't be allowed into a grocery store............:

me and vic walk into loblaws. course....uh..it's us.

i'm standing there looking up and down the aisle looking for hair dye.

i'ts right in front of me...like...a whole WALL of girls' picture with different hair colours.

go figure.

then...i choose a color..hrmm..will this work?

vic: nah. the girl on the box isn't asian!
me: you're RIGHT!!! oy! *puts box down*

*finds boxes with asian girls on it*

all right, *holds 2 boxes in front of vic* which colour?

vic: *points to purpley one*
me: yeah, i liek that one too. ...but wait....the girl on this box looks nicer.
vic: hehe yeah...all right. that one.
me: what?! make up your mind! we're going for the color! not the girl!
vic: oh, right. uh....
me: which colour do you like more?
vic: the purple. but she doesn't look good. you dont' want to look like her. get the other one.
me: hrm.....okay.

then we go on to get er..halls fruit breezers...*sigh* why? i dont' know. none of us are sick.

then i get crispy mini's...claiming i had a friend in stratford who thought the cheddar ones were REALLY REALLY good.

me: look! they're cheaper than spuds too!
vic: they're made by the same company.
me: *looks at Quaker on the box* argh! dammit! i'm not giving into this monopoly! *throws bag back onto shelf*

......but i'm hungry. *takes it back*
vic: way to go. the ONE time you look like you're standing up for something, cherie.
me: shut up.


then we proceed to get er...breakfast...lunch...

*looks at each other and laughs*

vic: you look like your'e about to die.
me: what?
vic: yeah. you're going to dye your hair, get sick, get halls fruit breezers, and then have crispy mini's as your last meal.
me: haha look at us. we look like we're living on our own. you have waffles, toaster strudels, and a frozen pizza. *sigh*