Monday, July 9, 2001 04:37 p.m.

I know, I can't believe it myself, but I am actually writing something in my pitas. Well, I went to the unemployment office, and it freaked me out. It was in this huge building with these megathick plexiglass dividers with a ton of desks behind them and a phone.

So, you have to pick up the phone and wait for someone to come on the line to file a claim. This woman next to me was complaining that she'd been waiting since June 29th. Which freaked me out. I asked the sorta in charge looking woman if this was true and she nodded her head. I said, so I could very well be on this phone all day. And, she just looked at me and nodded.

I thought, well it's a good thing I brought a book. A pretty graphic book by the way. The Informant by James Grippando. Very old, but my friend told me she was reading it during lunch once, and it made her so sick she put the book down and never picked it up. I think I got to that part today, and although it made me put the book on my knee and go ... EEWWWWW... I am still reading it.

Anyway, I got through to the phone voice and placed my claim. Will be getting about $100 less a week then I use to get, but more than I get now without a job. Also found out that they will pay for school if I go that route. So, I might end up being a bonified computer geek.

For all of you caught up in the world of my Everquest character. Duana Puddleport just hit lvl 26 last night, and I should hit 27 soon. Ok, gotta go... really hot out there. And, this stinky guy's gotta take a shower.

Oh, can anyone suggest a great place to get a cheap, but in working order scanner? or suggest a good brand to get?

Wednesday, June 27, 2001 11:53 p.m.

I don't know about you, but I started watching this great movie on PBS, called Gormenghast. And... it stars everyone's heart-throb, Jonathan Rhys Myers. You gotta check it out.

Saturday, June 23, 2001 10:08 a.m.

Well, my screen is cutting out, actually popping and crackling. But, I did the smart thing and contacted Gateway and I am still under warrenty, so I'll be getting a new one in 3-5 business days.

Part of me wants to just use this until it pops out, then another part of me is freaked because what if I lose something or what if I die in the middle of the game, which I just became a knight in my guild. It just means that I am in training to be an officer in it. So, here ye here ye. From this point forth I shall be known as Dame Duana, Knight of nee. or something like that. Yeah, I know... I'm a chick you see, they get more goodies. Actually, I thought the chicks were cuter than the guys... the hobbits. I'll have to get a picture. And, actually Duana is the homliest of the faces. One day, I'll post her story.

Ok, gottsta do some stuff.. and get another lottery ticket or 20, it's up to 135 million

Thursday, June 21, 2001 01:33 a.m.

two things... first, it wasn't my uncle... but now no one is showing the stand off, last I heard he was still on the freeway, it's blocked off and he did shoot his semi automatic once.

second... I didn't win the lottery. I obviously wasn't suppose to have the money.

I am determined to get some sleep tonight... it's 1:30 and I need to go to sleep soon. I'm just gonna enter 8 more books and then hit the feather bed.

I'm getting up early to go thrifing with my mom... I swear, that woman loves going to thrift stores, and apparently a new one is opening tomorrow and it's HUGE!

I'll chat with youse all later.

Wednesday, June 20, 2001 07:08 p.m.

I'm sitting here watching a high speed police chase, and it turns out that my cousin has a car just like the one being chased.

Please, pray with me that it's not my Uncle being chased. I'm sure it's not, but he's got a past in robbery and also use to hang out in the area he's constantly going back to. Baldwin Park.

I'll be back later tonight to find out...

Wednesday, June 20, 2001 02:56 p.m.

“I guess it really was my fault...”

There isn’t anything to say it was my entire fault. One should never say to their boss, jokingly or not, “Wow, good thing I didn’t have a gun... I’da probably gone postal.” It was at the end of a terrible day, one bad angry situation after another. One too many confrontations with an assistant manager; oh you should also never tell a manager that you HATE them.

Also, I have learned if you screw up with someone, don’t try and fix it 20 minutes later. They are still hurt, and you are still angry, and nothing will come of it. At least for me, all I did was get angrier and get her more hurt, and well... now she has my old position.

Isn’t that just the way things go? I swore with everyone the day of my celebration “being fired” dinner. That it was almost a gimme, The bitch was gonna get my job. Everyone, who still worked at the dreaded job, said no way. But, just last night when I went back for another pathetic traipse through the store, it was true.

Is it just me, or does the job you left always look worse when you aren’t doing it? I so wanted to walk through the section and fuck it up. And, on the subject of patheticness, I don’t really think it’s pathetic that I go back there. I did buy something worthwhile, What color is your parachute?

And, I warned the manager and then jokingly said, “Oh, I got a job at the Post Office, they should be calling for references soon.” He just looked at me with a blank stare, and then slowly laughed when he realized I was kidding.

So, apparently I made the situation out to be harsher than it really was. They’ve not forgotten me, as a matter of fact I was in the grocery store today and the checker asked if I still worked at B&N, because she went to see what I had recommended. She told me she always loved what I suggested. So, I made an impression.

I don’t know where this is going, suffice it to say, that it began as a challenge for blackglass, and it turned into a rant that is more suited for my pitas.

On another note: 02 – 11 – 12 – 26 – 33 04 = 85 Million?

We’ll see tomorrow...