"i'd like to thank the academy and

does anyone really give a shit about my

shoes"

feb. 26 i think - year 0

i hate snow. but i love the potential for snow days.

i don't work the liberry tomorrow sooooo a snow day would kick the almighty ass.

pray with me:

"dear g

c'mon man

wazzzz up

please let me stay in my footie pajamas tomorrow

let me have my coffee in a leisurely fashion

allow me to watch ER at 10:00 a.m.

let me take a nap at some point with my electric blanket

then i promise i'll got to work on thursday and be extra nice

thanks g. and good lookin out"

what else is going on... its 7:05 ish and i've got 55 minutes left to work..its getting pretty blustery outside - not looking forward to the drive home but whatever. i'm blogging mainly to block out the voice of my co-worker who (as i'm sure i've mentioned before) narrates her every thought and everything she's doing ("i'm trying to order all these books what did they tell me at the meeting yesterday about book orders from last year.... oh my gosh i should call latrice at home and see where she is.. did you call latrice... has anyone heard from latrice do you have her number... it says the phone is disconnected... do you want to try it... carnegie west is on the phone and they're having problems with their reading club log in..........") all the while butting into my conversations with others... ("what what are you talking about? what book?" ) and the thing is she's really not talking to anyone 99% of the time .. but if she does at some point slip in a question and you're not paying attention.. she freaks out "see NOBODY LISTENS TO ME EVER - I'M ASKING A QUESTION!!!" its mind numbing. by 8:00 i need a drink.

oh well other then that how bout the oscars?

i flipped back and forth. i find the post oscar shows offensive..... why the fuck do these idiots think daniel day lewis would give a rats ass if lisa rinna and some hairdresser didn't like his shoes... he won the fucking oscar. his shoes seem slightly inconsequential.

--- my co worker here - uncle dougie as we like to call him... is leaving for a part time position downtown... sucka. i liked doug... he got it. really took to faking the funk like a pro. my fear is there gonna send over some gung ho candy ass.

--- also our art teacher at school is leaving. i cannot say her name nor where she is going.. she likes to be uber mysterious (or slightly paranoid). but hopefully she'll be happy at X job in X part of the country.

oh well i'm gonna go clean up around here as our page never showed up tonight.

later and please clasp your hands tight in prayer for a snow day manana.

g'night and god bless.

moi