snoozing

on the wrong alarm does not work. i guess i turned mine off while sleeping and when i went to hit snooze this morning, i realized that it was the girl's alarm that is about an hour after mine. whoops. heh. i should have just called in. today i am suppose to approve or reject some prototype parts, but we don't have any customer standards. so i have no idea what is good or bad and i was told to make up my own standards. i was also told by the same person that all of the parts need to be good. why even have me look at them then? just ship them and leave me out of it. someone really messed up and the shipment is a month late and we don't have the quantity they asked for, so i want nothing to do with it. i'm not signing anything and hell no i'm not coming in on a saturday to do so. i had jello with fruit molded in it today. it's been a long time. i'm not in a hurry to get more.

noticing

a pattern of me taking one day off every other week? when my alarm goes off and my eyes sting a bit when i open them to see what time it is, my brain is quickly convinced of the logic that is presented for me to call in. as i go over it now, i still think that the logic holds firm. i have three weeks of vacation. the girl only has one. i am looking for a job and will most likely take the first one offered. although i will get paid for any leftover vacation when i leave this job, the taxes that get taken out are horrifying. i really don't like it when the girl leaves for work and i am being a bum, but i don't like being here anymore either and until i find something new....taking a day off here and there and sleeping until noon is a good temporary fix. tuesday night i saw a movie with the girl, the specialist and the aussie. some girl sitting right behind us got a phone call and of course answered it and started yapping away. it was also some brilliant conversation that went something like this "he got sentenced to 6 months today" "no, no only 6 months" "yay he got by with the rest" "i told him to only call the house phone" "yay the house phone. i can't always be talking on my cell" "huh?" "no i'm at a movie" "that's alright. what are you doing?" blah, blah, blah.

at

the time, i indeed did think that it was a good idea to open my soda with one hand while holding it between my legs so that i could continue to eat my breakfast sandwich with my other hand. i also thought that i had completely wiped up all of the soda that spilt all over my chair. as soon as i stood up i felt it all over the back of my pants. i happen to have on those pants that claim that liquids don't set in. well, they don't after x amount of uses. these pants just give me extra time to get it off lately. there was nothing else for me to do, but walk through the cafeteria feeling around trying to assess the damage. it was about the level of i got scared and let a little go and not a full out non bladder control situation. so i marched proudly as if unaware through the cafeteria and production area until i reached the bathroom. i was lucky enough to be stuck in there with the woman who puts on all of her make up after she gets to work. she spends about fifteen minutes or more in there daily. either she's smart enough to sit back and do it on company time or she has some weird at home situation. either way, i don't think that she needs to be staring at me while i use the hand dryer on my butt. now it's time to use blogger for getting the word out. if you have an ebay watchlist....add this auction to it. if they get a certain amount of watchers...ebay will put them on their homepage which will give them the visibility that they need. then i can finally watch a damn movie there.

faintly

i remember this weekend thinking in my head "i should blog about this", but i have no idea what that was. i know that i ate too much, but i am still hungry. i know that i slept too much, but i am still tired. i know that i finished everything, but i feel like i forgot something. i guess i will figure that one out when "oops, i'm sorry, i forgot about that" comes out of my mouth. it's pointless to be at work today. we're all just sitting here trying to stay awake until lunch comes and then we will try to stay awake to go home. i have a pop tart to munch on later that spent the weekend in my car, so i consider it toasted. although, i don't mind them untoasted at all. i know, ewwww, but the dough isn't raw, you're only making it brown and heating it up, not cooking it. so back off untoasted haters!