When you think you’re friends in real life but aren’t. Apparently I don’t censor myself online either.
Check out Wes’ blog here: http://sincerelyweslee.tumblr.com/
Awesomeness guaranteed.
When you think you’re friends in real life but aren’t. Apparently I don’t censor myself online either.
Check out Wes’ blog here: http://sincerelyweslee.tumblr.com/
Awesomeness guaranteed.
On the aforementioned project, I missed a chance to meet a hot client and later saw him at happy hour.
Now, I can’t talk to ridiculously good looking people, especially when they look like a cross between Hugh Jackman and Daniel Henney. They make me forget what words are. With my impulsive and chatty nature, conversations tend to turn out like this:
Me: Hi I’m K. Don’t you work in [that] dept?
Him: Yeah, I don’t think we’ve met yet. My name’s Alan. Where do you work?
Me: So you’re Alan! I’ve heard so much about you. I’m on the team that’s working with yours right now. I was just on your floor today.
Him: Yup, pretty sure we’re on your shitlist now.
Me: Haha no big. It’ll be nice working together. Our meeting was rescheduled to next week cause you’re going to be out, golfing with your stepdad, right?
Him: How’d you know?
Me: Your team told me that. Oh you were just promoted to senior manager. Congrats!
Him: Yeah…
Me: Your name’s on my list and it still said manager. I mean it’s not my list. It’s a database I was looking at, because my cause needed to pull another consultant.
Him: That’s right, I did get a request about that…
Me: How fluent are you in these languages? We needed someone with that skill.
Him: Pretty fluent…
Me: I swear I’m not stalking you.
For the past few weeks, I’ve been on this awesome new project. Some of my accomplishments so far:
Just my way of letting my boss know that I’m due for a raise.
It’s about 4:45AM. I left the office a short while ago, where I’ve already spent 24 hours of Memorial Day “weekend.” With more to come.
All I really wanted to do when I got home was have a nice glass of wine.
Apparently this shit is childproof. HOW DO I OPEN IT?!
If the second sleeping pill doesn’t kick in soon, I’m taking a Tylenol PM and calling it a night.
Give me fire.
Give me danger.
Give me hope.
Give me desire.
| K: | Hey what's my middle name? |
| APlace4Negativity: | Are you getting hacked? |
| K: | LOL no pop quiz. you have 5 seconds. go! |
| APlace4Negativity: | I don't know if someone is using your phone to figure out the security answer to your bank |
| APlace4Negativity: | Are you comparing me to somebody else? |
| APlace4Negativity: | [name] |
| K: | LOL <3. I will give you something special when I see you |
| K: | I was just thinking that people don't know my middle name |
| APlace4Negativity: | Lol is this something you decided out of the blue and something you need to proclaim? |
| APlace4Negativity: | PSA: [name] is my middle name guys |
| K: | LMAO no someone just contacted me out of the blue knowing what it was |
| K: | so I texted you and all our closest friends to see if you guys knew |
The cleaning lady and I are both still at work right now.
She’s playing music on her iphone 4S.
I’m using my two year old blackberry.
They are not paying me enough for this.
So this just hit the internet and it is fucking amazing. It’s so wonderfully overstylized and the music adds such freshness to this retelling.
Gird your loins.
Public Service Announcement for LA drivers
After the shame of leaving an apology note for blocking someone in, I thought I should warn you all of my parking habits. I’m sorry in advance.
-K
J., trying to give her cat a bath
J
| K: | I was talking with the other analysts in my group today (23-25 years old). They were all taking about getting engaged. The 25 year old (girl) is close, and the 23 year old (guy) is apparently going to propose sometime this year. MAKE IT STOP |
| J: | Dang. That is really freaky. I can't make it stop, but I'll try to get us courtside seats to all the divorces five years from now ;). Lols not to be a negative nancy, but if you're planning on living to say 90, or god forbid, 100, chances are low you've met the love of your life in your early 20s. Denial ain't just a river in egypt. Just sayin'. |
| K: | just found out that ex-boyfriend is probably in a relationship. friend and i just had a really depressing videochat |
| aplace4negativity: | Well he is probably a lot of things. Like probably going to hell. Probably won't be able to have kids bc of low sperm count from too much pot. So don't worry about it. |
| J: | So i was on this cute guy's facebook and i looked at his fave music and it listed chris brown....well, there goes my lady boner. |
| K: | I totally judge guys based on their music / fashion / political preferences. BF is a republican. And he hates Obama. I'm going to forget that little tidbit |
| J: | lolol! really? ooo sexy.you guys will have heated debates and then hot hate sex with one another. i like. |