"Bookkeeping" is one of my favorite words in the English language. Look at it. Three consecutive double letters. Yes, these are the idiot things that keep me going on a daily basis. That's miserably sad. Jesus, when did I become Andy Rooney?
Anyway, I want to take care of some bookkeeping work for this whole blog thing. For one, I'll be doing a majority of posting via E-mail because blogger doesn't have a BlackBerry client of which I'm aware, and the site itself is blocked by my work's firewall. This is annoying, but so is government work. And because of the aforementioned horseshit lack of availability of Google Image results, I'm not sure about images working from the e-mails. Will they? Let's try one:
If that didn't work, you missed out on some good Arrested Development referencing. If it did, then woot.
Hey, that kinda worked only after I fixed it when I got home. Good to know.
I'm in a pretty shitty mood at work today because I was asked to stop using Google Talk (GChat) at work by one of my supervisors so that I "wouldn't get in trouble" with the much, much more powerful managers in my office. 10 minutes later, I got shat on by one of the more powerful managers. So someone opened their fucking mouth, which is awfully upsetting.
Generally speaking, I'm content at work, but certainly not fulfilled. This is an easy job that a lot of people make look a lot more difficult by being morons. People fall asleep on the clock here and get wrist-slapped. I use gchat and get bitched at by two different supervisors. I've grown tired of and used to it by now.
At some point I'll get out of here. Maybe get some more education and get a better job. Or I'll rot here with the rest of the lifers.
I swear there's not that much angst but I need a place to publicly bitch about things, so this will have to suffice.
But, hey, how about some big ups to these guys:
Here's a "Tex message" for you and the rest of your team: cram it with walnuts, assholes.
I hate the Yankees.
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