I’m hungry,crazy,apathetic,andlazyandspacesareevil

Ok. um. Here is an entry.

 

I’ll take a break from my normal, non worldy relevant bullkrackin to say:

Election = whatever

Politics = whatever plus eh?

The rest of it = whatever, plus eh, plus HOOT NANNY!

the end.

ok, now that i’ve been every so informative and beneficial for the masses I’ll go on to say i had about 3.5 hours of sleep. i shot awoke when my alarm went off like someone had jabbed a hot poker up my butt. i immediately had to sit there and wonder who I was and where I was and what time it was and if I was late for whatever it was even though I wasn’t sure the answer to any of those questions.

Then it floated down into my frazzled brain and said "click".

yeah.

my old job is insane and i’m glad i dont’ work there anymore. Well at least not on a regular basis. I have to print out christmas party flyers. i’m not sure if I can feel the joy yet, but I’m attempting to (barf).

i had an apple for dinner yesterday. i should do tha tmore often. it was delicious. my lovely hot security guard gave it to me. my god, if he didn’t have a woman, i’d have drug him into a bathroom stall and did unmentionables to him by now. and he’s like… not even my "normal". he’s not skinny (which I normally go for skinny guys, but i like his frame. it’s like yummy) and he’s just… not my norm. but i want him. his personality is awesome and just. yeah. his fingers on my bare skin.

it gets me thru the day.

the thought of it.

ok, where was i.

i’m in heat right now. ignore my sexualness.

i’m not sure if i’ll get my booty call, but i want it.

blah blah blah.

bleh bleh bleh.

it’s FRIDAY for me.

i know, it’s not REALLY. but for me it is.

see me wiggle my butt?

that’s the Friday on a Wednesday dance.

you can do it too, but it won’t be as fun if you’re not getting a 4 day weekend.

i’m a spoiled gov’t worker what do you want.

a lot of people have asked what it is that i do and i’m always evasive. so here is the gist of it.

I work for a general aviation airport. I work in the administration office. I answer telephone calls. I process letters regarding noise restriction violations, complaints about noise from the public, and helicopter deviations from established routs of travel that avoid neighborhoods. I do a lot of data entry of statistics and stupid airport crap. I have created extra work by creating graphs for said data, but it’s fun to see the little graphs appear in Excell

I help plan certain events, like this evil infernal christmas party. i do emailings about administrative this and that. i handle all office supply purchases and other purchases requiring a purchase order document to be made. I have limited responsiblities to the assistant airport manager in scheduling meetings and such, but he hasn’t given me a lot of that to do. I do filing and other normal clerical blah blah blah.

That’s the basic scope of my job. It can get very slow when there is nothing to do and basically i’m chair warming and answering phones all day. And that isn’t as busy as it would seem. General aviation is really a lot of private chartered flights, and since that removes us from the equation on an essential level, i am usually just referring people to said companies without being of much use at all.

my stomach is growling.

Mr. Happy Doom brought in cinnamon buns, but I dont’ really want one. I will eat half of one later maybe, but bleh to sugar right now. I’d really like a nice huge medium rare steak with a giant baked potato. or like 4 spicy tacos and some chips. Or a pizza. With Onions and bellpeppers and italian sausage and pepperoni. Or a big plate of fettucine alfredo with garlic bread. Or.

ok, i’m torturing myself. I should just stop.

and away with me again. for whatever in whatever why whatever is whatever.

whatever.