10/9/03

I’m finally done!! With what, you ask? The damn directory updates. There were a ton of the damn things this month. I have to do the directory updates twice, once for the directory our company uses and once in an excel spreadsheet that our parent company feeds into their website. The annoying this is that the way their spreadsheet is set up, with information from 2 places, I can’t just extract the data every time, I actually have to go make every single change twice. It’s inefficient and it sucks. There were a TON of changes for our philadelphia office this month too. The person that used to send me updates is no longer with the company and it appears that she wasn’t doing a good job sending me the information when she was. I was sent an up to date copy of the philly roster and my goodness, almost every person had some kind of change. Our philly office isn’t small either. *bangs head on desk*

I’m debating whether or not to take my fish Clyde home while I’m on vacation. If I do I’ll be bringing in a different fish from home when I get back. Y’see, the thing is, Clyde gets constipated. Who ever heard of a constipated fish? Anyway, he gets constipated so he needs a piece of green pea every week. I am, however, extremely forgetful so sometimes Clyde doesn’t get his green pea. This results in him looking all pitiful and fat for longer than I’d like. If Clyde lived at home it’d be easier for me to give him his green pea on a nice consistent schedule. I might switch him with Arthur, who has had no medical problems whatsoever. Of course, I say that and then I’ll bring him in and he’ll become a pain in the ass, right? Never fails.

We had to relocate the webcam. Kitten 5 has learned how to get up on the twin bed in the room. This happens to be where we were sitting the webcam. Kitten 5 has starting knocking the webcam onto the floor. Not only is this extremely annoying but it’s not good for the webcam. That and the kittens chew the webcam cord when it’s on the floor. Not good for the cord!!

Sophie woke me up several times last night. Well, the first incident involved Kenny and Sophie. Kenny and Sophie were chasing each other, playfully, alllll over the upstairs, in and out of our bedroom and stuff. They calmed down after awhile and Sophie got the bright idea to jump up on my sleeping self and meow. I opened my eyes to see her standing on me looking right at me. I picked her up and put her on the floor and rolled over onto my stomach. A little while later I wake up again to a funny sensation. Sophie is once again on me. Only this time she’s on my back kneading me and suckling on my shirt. I rolled over so she’d fall off, put her on the floor and wandered to the bathroom. A couple hours later I wake up again to the feeling of Sophie standing on me. I shove at her and she doesn’t budge. I decide to ignore her and go back to sleep, before I have a chance to fall asleep she wanders off on her own. Hubby said she had been jumping up, climbing over him to get to me too. lol Casper does this too, he’ll get up on hubbys side of the bed, climb over hubby and come lay on or beside me. *shrug* Cats are strange animals. I’m just glad alllll the cats don’t get the bright idea to sleep with us. Kenny and Sally sleep with us almost every night. Casper will occasionally jump up and sleep beside me, he’s done this since he was a little tiny kitten. I think I kick too much for him to want to sleep at my feet. Vicki was never allowed to sleep with her previous owner and doesn’t really leave the office much anyway. If she does sleep with us, she sleeps on my pillow. Sophie sleeps on the floor, usually downstairs, except for last night when she had to be a freak and keep hopping up on me and waking me the fuck up. Hopefully this won’t become a habit for her. It’s kind of nice to see her wanting attention though, I’d just prefer it wasn’t at 2am.

It is seriously quiet in here right now. Makes me wonder if I’m missing something. Not that I’d care if I was really, I’m enjoying the peace and quiet. I don’t waste my time with any of the company crap, mandatory employee meetings, bah. If my boss enforced us going I’d go, but she doesn’t so pfft. I also do my best to steer clear of the birthday party every month on our floor too. God forbid I have to go eat cake with these weirdo’s. *cringes* Plus, my fat ass doesn’t need to go eat cake. Cake is probably the last thing I need to be eating. I’ve also managed so far, to not tell anyone when my birthday is. They take down the birthday of everyone on the floor so they can celebrate. I’d feel bad being included on the list and not going or just going when it was my birthday or something. I hope they never notice. I could always just say I can’t eat cake or something. If you want to get technical hypoglycemics aren’t really supposed to eat much for sugar. For me it’s not really a problem though, I’m not a big fan of sweets and don’t eat many anyway. I used to be the kid that still had leftover halloween candy in my bag when halloween rolled around again. That is, if my step-dad didn’t eat it all. 🙂 Same goes for Easter candy, don’t eat year old peeps, they don’t taste so good after that long. *grin*

Anyway, it’s like 8 minutes until time for me to get the hell out of this loser joint so later.