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«Andrea Krause» (this is what comes of working only within one company and doing everything online anyway) (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:22pm) «Misch» wow... that hit a building. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:22pm) «iPauley» which one? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:22pm) «iPauley» (which building?) (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:22pm) «John J. Ryan» /me finds the IP address of Paul's printer and prints something to it (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:23pm) «Misch» Resume paper: 24 lb. 100% cotton fibre. Regular paper: 20lb., pulp. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:23pm) «Misch» dunno. Probably Ellingson... it was really close by. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:23pm) «Tom Salyers» I'm guessing "Hire me; I know where you live, you bastard" wouldn't be an effective thing to put in a cover letter...... (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:23pm) «jaye» ohhh . .that's why that employer never called me back (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:24pm) «iPauley» uh oh. we just put a new antenna on ellingson this weekend. I hope it's still there. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:24pm) «Andrea Krause» So is it just to make the paper feel more spiffy and comfy when they're considering you? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:25pm) «iPauley» well, the repeater is still transmitting, that's a good sign. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:25pm) «Misch» yeah, that is. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:25pm) «Tom Salyers» This thing still on? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:30pm) «Tom Salyers» <Butthead> Uh....testes. Testes. </Butthead> (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:31pm) «Misch» one... two... three? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:31pm) «Misch» "If Martha Stewart goes to prison, can she bring her own bed sheets?" (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:31pm) «iPauley» ?!?!?!? heehee (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:31pm) «Andrea Krause» In every job that must be done, there is an element of fun. You find the fun and..snap! The job's a game! (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:32pm) «iPauley» *shake* *mary poppins flashbacks* *quiver* (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:33pm) «iPauley» *grin* (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:33pm) «Misch» The only game here is when I boot up Hoyle Casino on the computer. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:34pm) «Andrea Krause» It's running through my head and I don't know why! (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:34pm) «Misch» ebil earworm. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:38pm) «iPauley» yesh (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:38pm) «Tom Salyers» Gah. I'm actually applying to Microsoft jobs. I feel dirty. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:45pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» I didn't win the Mega Millions. I'm very disappointed. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:45pm) «sheryls» you should feel dirty. you're a dirty, dirty man :) (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:46pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» think of it as working for reform from within (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:46pm) «Tom Salyers» I was thinking more of selling my soul, but that works too. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:47pm) «John J. Ryan» oO Such a dirty old man, dirty old man... Oo (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:47pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» Don't sell your soul now. It's a buyers market. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:48pm) «Tom Salyers» I gotta sell something. I'm getting down to the wire here. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:48pm) «Tom Salyers» It's either this or a kidney, and I need those. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:49pm) «sheryls» tom: i basically work for microsoft. everything here is microsoft. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:49pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» You only need one kidney!!! Now Internal Organs are fetching big bucks. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:50pm) «Misch» I don't even want to think about that right now. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:55pm) «I had Matt Spare's baby!» *blink* is hell freezing over? Kat was here this morning, now Ptom?! (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:59pm) «Tom Salyers» Yep. Check to see if the Apocalypse is coming. =) (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:59pm) «I had Matt Spare's baby!» Dizzamn. Howzit, Ptom? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 2:59pm) «Tom Salyers» Man. This is definitely not the time to be asking that question. =) (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:00pm) «Misch» /me knocks on the office door of the Apocalypse. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:00pm) «Tom Salyers» The short version: (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:00pm) «Misch» Ummm... Apocalypse, are you coming out today? I heard a rumbling... (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:00pm) «Tom Salyers» I've been unemployed for about nine months, I'm in danger of losing my car, and I have *gout*. Oh, and no medical insurance. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:00pm) «I had Matt Spare's baby!» Jesus. *hugs* (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:01pm) «Misch» Apocalypse: You saw that storm eh? I just had some bad gas. That's all. Don't worry. Hell is still quite warm, I assure you. Would you care to see? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:01pm) «Tom Salyers» Thanks. =) (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:01pm) «sheryls» wtf is gout? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:02pm) «John J. Ryan» That really sucks Tom. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:02pm) «Misch» o/~ Poor old Brown now, had troubles with the gout. He grumbles in his little parlor when he can't get out o/~ (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:03pm) «Andrea Krause» my dad had bad gout (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:03pm) «Tom Salyers» Ahem. Gout is a condition in which the uric acid in your blood, instead of being metabolized properly, crystallizes in your joints. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:03pm) «Tom Salyers» It usually starts in one of your big toes. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:03pm) «sheryls» um, that sounds, lovely. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:03pm) «Tom Salyers» I've been living on a diet of mainly ibuprofen since Sunday. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:04pm) «Tom Salyers» Apparently it's genetic. My dad started having problems when he was my age. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:04pm) «Tom Salyers» I've got kidney stones to look forward to, too, unless I get some medical insurance and the proper medication some time soon. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:04pm) «Misch» yummy. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:05pm) «sheryls» oh those are fun. my sister passed one. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:05pm) «Tom Salyers» So I'm just a little disgruntled about....well....everything at the moment. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:05pm) «Misch» so did Gordon. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:06pm) «Tom Salyers» At the moment, I'm sitting in front of my computer searching for and applying to jobs. I've lost track of how many resumes I've sent out. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:08pm) «Eri» /me stretches biiiiiig and wishes she were at home (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:10pm) «Misch» same here. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:11pm) «soul groove feline» I have just spent 3 hours staring at the ceiling. dumdeedum. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:17pm) «Tom Salyers» I'm going to go forage some food. See you all later. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:20pm) «soul groove feline» o/~ My job's a cracker salter, I work hard and never falter as they come down the conveyor line o/~ (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:20pm) «Andrea Krause» thanks a lot. grr. :) (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:27pm) «Drea» o/~ I would only welcome deviation.. if it just would break.. monotony... o/~ (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:31pm) «Drea» (since she earwormed me too) (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:32pm) «John J. Ryan» oO And oh thank goodness here comes a chorus.... Oo (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:33pm) «John J. Ryan» I remember hearing that song for the first time (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:33pm) «John J. Ryan» Clem saying that this was the song was going to launch them into the big time (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:33pm) «John J. Ryan» And I spent many an hour memorizing that song. I'm such a dork. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:34pm) «Misch» That must have been monotonous. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:36pm) «John J. Ryan» Oh, it was a monumental mountain of a task. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:38pm) «Eri» *yawn* so sleepy. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:42pm) «John J. Ryan» Now I'm earwormed with Candido as I have moved onto the next track on Quick (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:43pm) «Eri» /me is listening to a groovy latin jazz band. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:45pm) «iPauley» mmmm Matrix over stereo with nice speakers... (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:56pm) «iPauley» granted, it's not the best of stereos (a 1994 or 5 -- I forget -- JCPenny boom box. :-P), but it's better than the single mono speaker in the TV :) (Jun 26, 2002 @ 3:59pm) «Eri» hee hee hee. that's why i love watching stuff on my computer,. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:09pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» /me kisses the hand of red molly (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:10pm) «renita» gordon. if you invented dirt - who has the patent? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:13pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» /me kisses the hand of the curious Renita (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:13pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» Well that is the problem. I didn't invent patents till after I invented dirt. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:14pm) «Misch» So dirt is in the public domain? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:15pm) «renita» *swooon* (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:16pm) «renita» must be! (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:16pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» Yes though those with respect for at least living inventors would pay me royalties out of a sense of duty. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:16pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» /me catches the swooning Renita (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:16pm) «jaye» sense of duty? what's that? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:17pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» /me kisses the hand of the chisling Jaci (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:18pm) «renita» jaci - it's that thing that your mother wants you to have so that you obey her every command ;D (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:19pm) «renita» oh. by the by and off-topic. kosher food is easy to come by in Vancouver. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:20pm) «renita» erm - is NOT.. rahter. (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:20pm) «Gordondon son of Ethelred» You mean it's not just Jewish Mothers who do that? (Jun 26, 2002 @ 4:20pm) « Previous 100 entries | Next 100 entries »
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