I'm so sick of my boss asking me if the questionnaire got sent out to someone. First of all, WE DON'T SEND OUT A QUESTIONNAIRE. We send a login and password for the Portal, which MIGHT have the questionnaire, if we've set it up. Second of all, THE LOG RECORDS ALL E-MAILS SENT THROUGH TRACKER. To see if we've sent ANY e-mail, including the ones with portal login info, all you have to do is check the log. To see if the questionnaire is set up, all you have to do is check the web portal and LOOK. What, does she think I've memorized all the e-mails I send out??

Honestly, after 5 (or more?) times of her asking and me saying "I don't know, we'll have to check the log," you'd think she'd get it!

WHO THE FUCK MAKES AN ENTIRE WORD DOCUMENT OUT OF TEXT BOXES???

I hate this place.

You know, I don't care what that song says, I am skeptical of Carrie Underwood's ability to shoot whiskey.

So I haven't been on here in forever. probably no one even looks at this anymore. I've been really angsty lately, so that's something new and different...

now I don't even want to say what i originally came here to say.

SO FUCK YOU

O M G. I'm quiet, I'm not 7.

My boss is so frustrating. She asked me to pull and send her a report (just a big list of stuff--in this case departmental contacts) and so I did and 5 minutes later she calls to me "Erica, could you clean up that report? There are doubles and...it just needs cleaned." Ok, so I open up the report to clean up the doubles and guess what? There AREN'T ANY. She obviously did not look at the report very closely. Then when I stopped to think about the nature of the report that I had run I realized that there actually *couldn't* be any doubles. bah.

I hate my job. I hate needing it to get health insurance. I hate that we have to have health insurance. I hate supporting the corporation that is US health care by going to the doctor and using health insurance. bah.

Omigosh you guys, seriously. Seriously. This morning I had a nosebleed that lasted FOREVER and I was tired of waiting for it to stop. I remember once when I was younger my mom told me that even though people say you're not supposed to blow your nose when you have a nose bleed (something I actually hadn't heard), she found that blowing her nose was the fastest way to get it to stop. So I thought I might try it. So I got a new Kleenex and I blew a little and then a little bit more and then the blood WENT UP MY TEAR DUCT AND CAME OUT IN MY EYE. It didn't hurt at all, but it was the weirdest fucking thing and I was freaked the hell out. So I guess that might be one reason you're not supposed to blow your nose when you have a nose bleed...

I hate it when I'm forced to dress up AND help set up student orientation. It's not that I really resent having to dress up or help out, it's just that when you help out (i.e., move tables around and run around the office/building for things) after you're already dressed up, you get all sweaty and gross. Nice impression for the new students. Maybe I just need to find a less sweat-inducing outfit. I guess.

So I haven't posted in forever because I haven't WORKED in forever! I took the Fridays after Christmas and New Years off, so I had 2 4-day weekends in a row, but then I got sick the second week and only worked half a day Monday and half a day Wednesday. It was awesome.

I think it's funny when people misspell something and then they insert an (sp?) after it, just so that you know that even though they're too dumb to spell it right, they're not to dumb to know that it's not spelled right.

so apparently the people on my team think that because they threw this software at me to figure out how to use, I'm now an IT person or something. Anytime something in the program goes wrong (like actual computer/network errors) they come to me "what's wrong with it?" How the hell am I supposed to know?? I'm not technical support! blah.

So I worked through a couple of lunches this week and was supposed to work through lunch today and get off at 1, but noooooo. Miha is out until 2.30, which was planned, but then Helene's kid gets all sick and she has to go to school and pick him up like he's a big baby...freakin' 8 year olds...lol. Anyway, now I have to stay until Miha gets back because someone on our team has to be here to sign travel signatures for scholars that are going to be traveling abroad over break.

In retaliation, I am going to be here for the next hour and a half to sign travel sigs if someone *happens* to come by and need one, but I am not going to do any other work. I think it's a good compromise.

Then I have to go home, go to Target and then CLEAN THE WHOLE HOUSE!!! Ok, not quite the whole house. Only the rooms my guests will be in this weekend. So I don't have to clean...Brad's room. lol.

Well I didn't get the magician's assistant job. I didn't even make it past the 2nd interview. I thought I had a good chance, but I guess there was something they didn't like. Oh well.

I DID buy my plane tickets to go visit Lenz in Korea, w00t w00t!! I'm going at the end of April and will be there on her birthday (score). Kinda sucks that I bought them around Christmas, when I'm going to have to buy a bunch of other stuff (now that I'm not a college student I don't get to use that as an excuse for not buying presents because I don't have any moneys), but I wanted to get them early. I'm super excited--I finally get to put a stamp in a passport that I've already had for over a year. I'm going to eat sushi and witness Starcraft on TV and it will be awesome.

My bellydance show is this weekend and it's going to be sweet. I'm happy that all my Columbia friends who didn't love me enough to make the trek up to Kville will be coming to see me dance for the first time. I'm a little bit nervous because I know a bunch of people from work are coming and the show is called WOMAN: God, Sex, and My Body--it's a bit racy. I am glad that Miha (my boss) says David (HER boss) isn't going to come. I'm in the dance that's supposed to be THE sex scene and I just don't think he would handle it well. It's going to be awesome though.

kbai

At MU they make your network username by using your last name + first initial. There's this department contact that we have named Giovanni Vignale and every time I see vignaleg I'm like "wtf, vagina leg??"

My boss just left for the afternoon, w00t! Did I tell you that I wrote an entire international foods cookbook over the course of the last couple months? Pictures and everything--it's pretty sweet. I think I'm going to start studying some Russian while I'm at work. It's definitely not *worse* than work, and I'd like to try and stay on top of it. I don't want my degree to become completely worthless, and if I go to grad school any time soon it will probably be in Russian.

Thanksgiving was...ok. I showed up at 1.30 and my dad was drunk (i'm a chip off the ol' block, eh?). I hate it when he's drunk, for various reasons. For one thing, he pretty much doesn't think twice about driving after he's been drinking from what I can see. He drank ALL DAY on Thanksgiving and then he drove himself and Carol to the motel. boo. Also, my idea of a good time isn't listening to some drunk guy sentimentally try and tell me about all the wisdom he's collected in his day as though I've never seen an American movie. I also don't really enjoy hearing this guy ask about my life and then tell me everything will be ok and I will do well with whatever I try to do when I've never really been the one between the two of us who seemed to be worried about that. All I remember is him telling me that my major wasn't good enough and I wasn't making the right choices and now that it's all over he wants to tell me not to worry and everything will be ok? I obviously decidedly knew that when I ignored all his attempts to try and change my decisions.

But then I got drunk with everybody else and I didn't have to listen to him as much anymore. Also, Zac was ok.

When I talk to people I don't know very well, I FEEL my face doing retarded things but i CAN'T MAKE IT STOP

So Elizabeth is having trouble with nosebleeds because her nose is really dried out. Her solution? snort water. best idea ever. it's water, so it hydrates, right? These are the people I work with.

I've actually been fairly busy at work lately. It's kind of nice.

So the only person at the office that I would really consider my "friend" is leaving to go to another office on campus :-( I want to get her a small parting gift, but I have no idea what to get. Do you guys have any suggestions?

Also, I was redditing (surprise) and came across this headline: "Forget Red vs. Blue -- It's the Educated vs. People Easily Fooled by Propaganda" and I was like "wtf does that have to do with Halo?" lol...

So my boss just came over and was all telling me how my e-mail that I send to the departments to come get J documents is ok, but I need to change this and this and just clean it up and make it more professional and blahblahblah...just not up to par, you know?

I use a template that I copied and pasted from what SHE used to send out before I got here AND I cleaned it up a little bit because it was fucking sloppy in the first place.

Whatever.

My job is dildos.