November 26, 2001
Five
Five more days, five more days, see how they run, see how they run.... I love this. For five months I have been trying to maintain a professional, business-as-usual attitude. Now I simply don't give a shit. Hahahahahahahahaha.
I wish I could write more than this considering that I've been gone for at least five days. Five seems to be a magic number today. But I've got a splitting headache, and I am still at work here. I got my call from HR about an exit interview on Friday. So actually, it's about three days. Today doesn't count because I just got in at a quarter to eleven. And Friday probably won't count because it's only going to be a half day. Hahahahahahahaha. I love this. I have quit jobs before, but never have I felt so rewarded than by quitting this one.
Had a good holiday. Spent the weekend with Buddy and Rosie. Ate too much. Loved the rain. Slept in. Watched movies and silly infomercials. I love them...infomercials that is. And QVC. I never order the stuff, but I love to see what other people are buying. It's hilariously entertaining. If I had more money I might buy some of that stuff. And monkeys might fly out of my butt.
That's all. Maybe later.
