I'm so not cutting away. Poor you guys.
Jan. 23rd, 2003 11:24 pmI think I'm going to take a long, solo trip this summer. That way, if I sleep through it, no one else will have to suffer. Although, what fun is a trip if no one else gets to see the giant with you, or have their pillow stolen by a Very Large Man? However will I know there's a Cracker Barrel? And where's the fun in being killed by Krispy Kreme's idea of a plain doughnut if you're all alone with no one to throw white rose petals at the funeral?
Also I'm a total wimp. I just don't do things all by myself.
snacky, I'm still thinking about your Cape Cod thing. Can I just come visit for a day, if you do it? I'm less likely to annoy people in small doses. *G*
We're hiring an assistant for the breeder at my kennel. They're letting me choose since last time I chose a staff member, we got S., the most wonderful part-timer in the existance of part-timers. The thing is that I'm choosing based almost entirely on how much I like someone when they're in my office, and not so much by any qualifications they might have. This feels weird, but the atmosphere at the kennel...we're such a family right now. Kind of literally, as the breeder's kids are running the office in the evening, and my manager's daughter and her best friend are working the kennels on the weekends. We need someone who fits in and is trainable more than we need someone who actually like, is an employee. Still, that's why I picked S., and that's how I'll pick our next person.
Our breeder's husband is still not with the insurance papers. I've been at the kennel almost two years now and everyone else has insurance. I've been pestering him a lot lately as I have been not well more than is acceptable to me, and his response has been, 'well, unless it affects the day-to-day running of the kennel, I forget it, just keep reminding me.' I'm like, duuuude. I'll start calling in every time I feel like I'd rather die than get out of bed, see how well your kennel runs day-to-day then.
Hey, I said it was very family-atmosphere. Never said it wasn't a dysfunctional family. ;-)
In brighter, sparklier news,
lisan killed me with her LotR/NSYNC crossover. I am all about the cracked crossovers, and this one? is seriously cracked. Loved it.
In other news, there is no other news, unless you want me to sing Fa Una Canzona for you. I could! I found it on the internet!
*sigh* Someone save me from myself. I'm. So. Bored. I will never, ever IM someone unless they've got like, a blinking light attached to their screen name that says, 'Giddy! It's OK! I don't think you're likely to drive me crazy/bore me in three seconds flat!' Especially not new people. But. Bored.
OK, actually, I think I need to go to bed. But if no one is on to entertain me tomorrow, there will be wrath. Wrath, I tell you! Begin preparing now! *G*
Also I'm a total wimp. I just don't do things all by myself.
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We're hiring an assistant for the breeder at my kennel. They're letting me choose since last time I chose a staff member, we got S., the most wonderful part-timer in the existance of part-timers. The thing is that I'm choosing based almost entirely on how much I like someone when they're in my office, and not so much by any qualifications they might have. This feels weird, but the atmosphere at the kennel...we're such a family right now. Kind of literally, as the breeder's kids are running the office in the evening, and my manager's daughter and her best friend are working the kennels on the weekends. We need someone who fits in and is trainable more than we need someone who actually like, is an employee. Still, that's why I picked S., and that's how I'll pick our next person.
Our breeder's husband is still not with the insurance papers. I've been at the kennel almost two years now and everyone else has insurance. I've been pestering him a lot lately as I have been not well more than is acceptable to me, and his response has been, 'well, unless it affects the day-to-day running of the kennel, I forget it, just keep reminding me.' I'm like, duuuude. I'll start calling in every time I feel like I'd rather die than get out of bed, see how well your kennel runs day-to-day then.
Hey, I said it was very family-atmosphere. Never said it wasn't a dysfunctional family. ;-)
In brighter, sparklier news,
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In other news, there is no other news, unless you want me to sing Fa Una Canzona for you. I could! I found it on the internet!
*sigh* Someone save me from myself. I'm. So. Bored. I will never, ever IM someone unless they've got like, a blinking light attached to their screen name that says, 'Giddy! It's OK! I don't think you're likely to drive me crazy/bore me in three seconds flat!' Especially not new people. But. Bored.
OK, actually, I think I need to go to bed. But if no one is on to entertain me tomorrow, there will be wrath. Wrath, I tell you! Begin preparing now! *G*