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Saturday, October 25, 2003 Happy Diwali Day to all of my Indian friends out there! ^^ Oh yeah. All you 15 and under girls out there reading this who still believe that it's so damn cute that an "older man' is just simply "in love" with their asses need to read this straightaway. Read it. Pay attention. Then after you are finished, send it to your girlfriends and MAKE them read it. Yeah, he's interested. And not in your mind, either. He's counting on you to be naive. Let's hope that you don't pay the price that this poor girl did. If I ran the world, I would bring back Spanish Inquisition punishment for freaks like this. With special attention on the so-called "boyfriend." (iron maiden and the rack, anyone? Or maybe I'll just kick it ancient druid style and burn his ass in an effigy. Or maybe a good ole castration African style would do the trick. Decisions, decisions, decisions....hmmm) There are some people among us who walk as wolves admidst the sheep, and they need to be put down like rabid animals for the good of civilization. Kaonashi cried @ 02:29 PM CST Monday, October 13, 2003 *hums stupid "Go Monkey Go!" Powerpuff Jojo song, picturing an evil Go-Go Yubari fucking people up* Three cheers for QT and Kill Bill! Oh, yeah, got another assignment too...this one's more to my liking. Three cheers for having more cash! I shall have that Vuitton cherry-blossom bag...one dollar at a time! Dammit, now I can't get that Go Monkey Go song out of my head...oh well, it's better than having "Mah name is Buck, and I likes to...." going through it all day. In case you guys are thinking "Damn, what a pointless entry" that's because it would be, folks. Kaonashi cried @ 01:50 PM CST Monday, October 6, 2003 After a kick-ass weekend of partying, i went to work today. At least, I tried to go to work today. Apparently the client called the agency to tell them they didn't need me until Tuesday. Too bad they didn't call until I left the house. I didn't mind so much (after all, shit happens). The client felt so bad about it, I was comforting her. One of the many reasons why I cam trying to get out of temping all together. Kaonashi cried @ 07:57 PM CST Saturday, October 4, 2003 My bad.Aunt Flow is here with a vengence, saw that, assumed and made an ass out of myself. Sorry. ^_^ That Temp Agency called and sent me out on an assignment for next week. OMG! YAY! @_@ Apparently I've been signed up at the wrong places. They said it was something "artsy craftsy" and to wear casual clothes. I'm picturing gluing Christmas wreaths together and now I'm scared as hell to go. But hey! it's coinage! See how I scheme for the cream? *goes back to watching people dressed up like cheese marching down my street as some sort of weird performance art* Kaonashi cried @ 08:10 PM CST Friday, October 3, 2003 *edit* Over and done with. Now, on to other things... Why do dog owners around here have a problem with picking up their own dog poop? I shouldn't say all owners. Just some. And it's so damn rude. I can see why the company that owns 3/4 of all the good loft rental properties around here no longer rent to dog owners. (too bad they don't know that most people just said "No" to pets while sneaking them in anyway after the lease was signed, like I should have done.) When I walk Hellfang, it's always with a plastic grocery bag so I can pick up the hot steaming jewels. This neighborhood is part-residental, part industrial with a LOT of vacant lots, so I guess some people think it's okay to just let the dogs let loose. It's not the vacant lots that get my goat, even though you should clean up after your animal no matter what. It's the ones who let their animals crap on the damn sidewalk that gets me. Come on, people! You saw it when your dog did that doughnut on the sidewalk. Please, for the love of god, pick it up now! Children have to walk to school down these sidewalks! WTF, you couldn't just kick it in the gutter so it's off the damn sidewalk? Nasty! All these people coming down here to see the openings and shows this month are going to look at some of our sidestreets and think "GOTDAMN! THESE PEOPLE ARE SLOVENLY!" The worse offender of all owns a St Bernard. Okay, you've prolly pictured what I see every day and are completely grossed out, so enough said. Why is it big dog owners are the worse in this regard? I think the next time I see one, I'm going to just pull out a spare bag and say "Looks like you'll be needing this!" *mutter,mumble, gripe*
Kaonashi cried @ 09:46 AM CST Thursday, October 2, 2003 Oh my, it's October (National Artist Month) already and the wholesale whoring of my neighborhood is about to begin! I really hope that the artists in the hood are able to sell things at outlandish prices to the locusts who descend on us from....god knows where. *sticks up a "THIS IS NOT A GALLERY. PLEASE DO NOT KNOCK!!!" sign on front door. Kaonashi cried @ 06:59 PM CST Wednesday, October 1, 2003 Okay, here's the new layout I'm been barking about making for so long. I started on a Sin Eater layout but really wasn't making headway with it so I started to mess around with some of Recife's brushes, when this design started to remind me of a Pucci printed scarf and voila. Sometimes inspiration hits, sometimes it doesn't. Oh well. My checking account started doing that dreaded "Bitch, youse runnin' out of coinage! Feed me!" thing again so I signed up for another temp agency. Ugh. Feet hurt. Walked three miles downtown to the agency due to severe lack of fundage listed above. Interview lasted three hours while I got tested on a bunch of increasingly weird shit. The test included, of course, a typing test on a clickety-clack typewriter that you will in no way even see anywhere else except for tests at temp agencies. Got through with all of that, then went on with the face to face interview, which went a little something like this: Him: So, I heard that you heard about us through Person X. Hwo do you know her? (Translation: We give out bonuses to people who refer us to people, but we want to make sure you actually know her before we give her the paper. Sorry.) Me: Well, she's actually a good friend of mine's cousin. She just moved to the city, so we've been hanging out lately. (T: She's actually mah man's cousin, but you don't need to know that, you nosy man you!) Him: Why did you decide to sign up for this agency? (T: Actually a legit question, no doublespeak here) Actually, I shouldn't be so mean. He was a very, very nice man, as was the woman who I interviewed with as well. it continued... Him: Any preferences as to where you will and will not work? (T: You don't exactly look the corporate type...please tell me you don't want to work in a bank.) Me: The downtown area. Also, please don't send me anywhere a suit would be considered "business casual" (T: At this point, if I can't walk there it's not happening, okay? And oh yes, I do NOT own a suit, but we can rectify that small problem.....by sending me on assignments! Grrrr! Gimmee work!) Him: You seem to be very willing and able to work right now! Such enthusiam! (T: those TV school infomercials and Judge Mathis and Million must be driving you insane by now.) Me: Yes, definitely! (T: The dog and cat have threatened to start flaying me in my sleep with a rusty can opener if I don't go somewhere during the day. They've also threatened to hold Kupo hostage in his room for non-generic treats. Evil creatures...) Well, the upshot of it is at least I'm signed up somewhere new....*sigh* And nowI can update my portfolio site and put some of my new work up. *gets to sketching*
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