Friday, December 17, 2004 5:16:13 PM

Well, here I am, waiting for an ******* client to pick up their effing payroll. What a sap I am. These people suck.

Friday, December 17, 2004 5:01:41 PM

Amusing as hell. Well, believe it or not, I was more productive this afternoon than I have been all week. Can’t believe I came out with that keyboard comment. Maybe I HAVE plumbed the depths of embarrassment today.

Friday, December 17, 2004 4:36:28 PM

Hmph. Randomly wrote something that I don’t want posted to a board. Wiped it. Pussy. No loss to Western Civilization, I’m sure.

My keyboard has moved from slippery to sticky. LOL, ****. Please read that sentence in its context, mmmkay.

Friday, December 17, 2004 4:26:55 PM

Carmel popcorn. We have two giants buckets of it and I’ve been doing nothing but eating it all day. Dunno why our clients think we work better wired on this crap, but it sure is tasty. My hands had actually turned a buttery carmelish yellow until I washed them a minute ago. My keyboard is kinda slippery as I write this, to be honest.

Unless I throw up I’d say all in all it was worth it. Carmel popcorn is that good. And I put the throw up factor at no more than 10%. My stomach is gurgling a bit in protest, but only a bit.

Friday, December 17, 2004 4:17:03 PM

My plan is actually working. This sofaking tedious I’m already losing interest in it. Hysterical. Well, I’ve got thirty plus days to get through this. I don’t see how my behavior could get any more ridiculous. Well, hmmm. Ridiculousness seems to be a bottomless pit sometimes, doesn’t it? Who has truly plumbed its depths? I may have come close, but doubtless I’ve yet to stumble across the Marianas Trench. Something to shoot for over the next month.

Friday, December 17, 2004 3:59:37 PM

You know what this is reminding me of? Dostoyevksy’s (sic) Notes from the Underground, one of those stories I can never bring myself to finish for some reason. Was it a satire, or was he writing it straight up? Either way, it messes with my head. I’m not reading it as a satire, therefore a Deconstructionist would assure me that it is not a satire, at least for me. I get to the point where he barges in on the party with his former schoolmates and can’t go on.

Oh, and I changed my signature a quote from Confucius. No clue where it comes from in the Analects or what not. It was in the frontispiece from The Diamond Age, by Neal Stephenson. Which I’m reading for the third or fourth time. Confucius seems to lend himself to bumper sticker style quotes almost as easily as Nietzsche does. QED a philistine like myself can use them.

Friday, December 17, 2004 3:45:12 PM

Yep, even doing work is more exciting than typing **** here.

Friday, December 17, 2004 3:26:04 PM

WTF? My stickied post already has 20 views? Glad to see I’m not the only one with no life.

Friday, December 17, 2004 3:25:11 PM

Will have to remember to go from X-mas Eeyore to regular Eeyore after December 25.

Friday, December 17, 2004 3:20:33 PM

Do I find something intrinsically satisfying about actually making a post on a message board? I mean, really.

What I meant was, there’s something unsatisfying about driveling in Word compared to doing so on a message board. How’s that for a profound thought?

Friday, December 17, 2004 3:12:40 PM

I should probably have written this macro to go to the bottom of the page, not the top. Oh, well. Since I suck at that sort of thing I’m just going to keep it the way it is.

Friday, December 17, 2004 3:10:15 PM

Should also start up on recording the books I’ve read. That didn’t seem like such a waste as a journal. Though all I’ve been reading lately is garbage.

Friday, December 17, 2004 3:00:27 PM

Typing this random crap reminds me of Kurt Vonnegut’s novel Slapstick. Hi ho. What a weirdo Vonnegut was and is. But, I do kind of like him. Or did. Haven’t read his stuff in years. Now all I need to do is inhale billions of miniature Chinese Communists to make the comparison even more apt. (Don’t ask, unless you’ve read it. And then you won’t need to.) Microscopic, not miniature.

Friday, December 17, 2004 2:57:02 PM

Ugh. I need to fill out my lie-filled time sheet at some point. Ugly, ugly, ugly. If I’m going to be driveling perhaps I should also start back on keeping a real journal? That seems like something approaching work, with very little in the way of payback. It is hardly the case that I’m going to be publishing my memoirs someday. I got up went to work, drank a hundred or so cups of coffee and went home. yeah, they’ll pay big bucks to publish that theme over and over and over.

Did I say time sheet? Make that a plural.

Friday, December 17, 2004 2:53:33 PM

I guess what I’m doing is technically drivel without posterbation? Perhaps that is a venial and not major sin. Well, it is what I’m doing.

Friday, December 17, 2004 2:50:44 PM

Today is our secretary’s last day. She is quitting b/c she thinks our building is making her sick. Who knows? She may be right. She’s had a nasty eye infection for months, and claims she is fine at home. I dunno. I seem okay for a fat slob.

Friday, December 17, 2004 2:32:59 PM

I’m going to call the thread this is going into “Thirty Days of Drivel.” This won’t be quite correct, as I doubt I’ll post anything on weekends. But, screw it. Sounds better than “Maybe 24 Days of Drivel.” Plus I am going away for a few days at X-mas. Will have no internet access over that time, three or four days.

Friday, December 17, 2004 2:28:52 PM

Kind of funny that I’m being such a total screw off at work, but nobody is saying anything. No way could that go on forever

Friday, December 17, 2004 2:23:22 PM

Well, since I’m going to be driveling my ass off, may as well set it up in Word then paste this crap into the Journal on a daily basis. And, ye gods, is this going to be crap.

Monday, December 20, 2004 4:34:01 PM

Why is it that every time I get a damn haircut I look like a little boy afterwards? I’ll bet I’d look like one even if I got a Mohawk

Monday, December 20, 2004 4:30:12 PM

Amazing how the urge to post on message boards hits you when you least expect it. proof positive – as if I needed any! – that I truly have no life.

Also proof positive that I need to get out of here every night at a reasonable time. The longer I stay the worse it gets.

Monday, December 20, 2004 4:00:03 PM

Shopping list for after work:
Coffee filters, cough drops (no preference-except no menthol) ricola/store brand herbal , ginger ale, saltines, 2 cans of campbells chicken noodle soup, more flavored water, find something for myself for supper. Clementine oranges for work. The ones in box. Cereal for work – Fiber One. Cereal for me, too. Get well card.

Poor wife is horribly sick. Shouldn’t be at work, but the boss has to drag herself in.

Monday, December 20, 2004 3:54:11 PM

Meh, I think I should chill out on ANY non-work related internet activity. Certainly while at work, anyway.

Funny how one of the biggest idiots I’ve ever encountered on the internet has indelibly changed my view of Libertarians, by referring to them as “pud-pullers.”

Monday, December 20, 2004 3:49:32 PM

This truly is the worst time of the day for me. I wonder why?

Monday, December 20, 2004 3:20:42 PM

On hold. How I hate being on hold. La la la la.

Monday, December 20, 2004 3:07:56 PM

This is always the hardest part of the day.

One thing I need to do is get out of dodge on time every day.

Monday, December 20, 2004 2:37:14 PM

Hmph. Were I editing prior messages I’d change the first one today to say something about NOT being a total ****up. Oops.

Monday, December 20, 2004 2:32:18 PM

Have done surprisingly well today at work (so far.) I do okay at abstaining from things, awful at trying to practice moderation. Doubtless some deep character flaw at work in that, but this is not the place for in-depth analysis of that sort.

It may in fact be time for me to kiss off message boards forever. Pity, because I have learnt quite a bit from them. The problem is that what I’ve learned comes nowhere near offsetting the amount of time I’ve pissed away uselessly. If I could figure out how to have the one without the other that would be one thing. However, does not seem to be the case.

Monday, December 20, 2004 11:29:17 AM

Playing secretary sucks. Nothing positive about it. they better hire a new chick pronto.

Monday, December 20, 2004 10:40:33 AM

Interesting. I don’t seem to be missing the whole message board thing at the moment. It hits at odd times, odd moments. Well, thirty days is thirty days. Long as I set a time limit on it, I’ll get through it. Which may be a problem in and of itself. But I’ll deal with that when the time comes.

Monday, December 20, 2004 9:31:02 AM

Yep, nothing but drivel here. Life in an office sans secretary blows. The old one left Friday two weeks after giving notice. Nobody has been hired. This is going to become torture, quicklye.

Monday, December 20, 2004 9:15:53 AM

Also, if I have anything serious to say I am going to defer that to the real journal I plan on keeping, effective today.

Monday, December 20, 2004 9:14:24 AM

Well, here we are on day 2 of the Daily Drivel. Let’s see if I can actually focus on getting work done and being a total **** up.

Not that that is anything but an impossibility, but the effort must be made.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004 3:42:07 PM

What a day. I’m exhausted. Have not even thought about screwing up once, though. I guess it is good to be acting this way? Well, it is certainly an improvement over my old behavior.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004 10:52:42 AM

Need to keep on as I am currently. Am working not effing off. Good for me.

The one CRITICAL thing for me at this point is to get out of here on time, timesheet in basket, etc. That makes a huge difference in things, at least for me.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004 9:18:49 AM

Am doing an okay job staying focused so far today.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004 8:59:40 AM

Is this boring or not? Well, I need to grit my teeth and get through it. Oh, and of course it is boring. That’s life.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004 8:47:57 AM

I do need to start keeping a for-real journal, not this babbling/internal monologue.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004 8:44:24 AM

Hey now, here we are in Day 5. Must focus on just keeping this file for drivel and ONLY drivel. This is NOT a journal. Need to keep focused on work, and just on work. That’s the ticket.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 3:44:42 PM

**** am I tired! This doing work **** certainly tires one out. Even more than pointless debates on message boards.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 3:29:49 PM

I’m tired. Have been having trouble sleeping lately. Plus, I’ve been waking up very early. Go figure. Need to get going on all the other crap: diet, exercise, journal, continuing education. All the stuff technically beyond the scope of this collection of rants and other garbage.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 3:00:10 PM

Hit a roadblock and must switch tasks. In the past this would have been a problem, maybe a big one. Not any more. I’m getting better. This is the only place I act out.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 1:18:37 PM

So I’ve got two conflicting lines of thought running through my head. Nothing new there. And yet, what benefit do I get from using the internet? Primarily social. Sometimes with people I would not invite inside my house nor sit down with at a dinner table. Go figure. Particularly at Fade’s board, though that is far from being the only place.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 1:12:50 PM

Still, it is funny how writing this garbage does just not carry the Oomph factor that posting on a message board does.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 1:10:30 PM

Here is my fondest hope at the moment: that I continue on as I am doing right now for the rest of my life, in terms of the attitude I bring to work and towards doing work. At least I feel that way consciously. We shall see how it goes on a subconscious level.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 10:07:03 AM

Daily drivel now re-opened. Lucky me. Did not screw up.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 8:59:31 AM

Gotta close this crap file for a bit. I’m having difficulties with a software package that may be some sort of insufficient RAM issue. Not that I know this for sure.

Will be interesting to see how I fare without my security blanket.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 8:18:40 AM

Interesting how often I think of the message boards while at work. One would think I have no life.

And this “one” would indeed be correct.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 8:10:57 AM

Remember, in a job like mine we are always in a race against the clock.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004 8:00:58 AM

In, at my desk and working. Who could ask for anything more?

Thursday, December 23, 2004 2:15:27 PM

I think I have got through the worst of this. At least I’m in a position to ask coherent questions. That counts for something, doesn’t it?

I’ve been hearing the call of the Siren all day. I have been resisting, but today has been the toughest day so far.

Am tired, but that is beyond the scope of these ramblings. I suspect I know what the problem is, but it is not something I’m ever going to post on a message board.

Only 2 1 / 4 hours to go until it is time to go home. I am not sure I want to stay later and do the project I’ve been contemplating. Personal, but what have you. Let’s do it know, as I am copying. Why not? Will have to close this down, indeed close it all down.

Thursday, December 23, 2004 1:23:58 PM

Not doing good, not doing good at all. However, I will work through it. Structure myself and how I use my time. Ask coherent questions.

Thursday, December 23, 2004 11:52:57 AM

I so do NOT want to be here right now. Terrible attitude. However, I shall grit my teeth and get through it.

Thursday, December 23, 2004 10:50:05 AM

Having a lot of trouble staying focused today. I think I’ve drunk too much coffee, which is something I’m trying to reform myself from doing.

Thursday, December 23, 2004 10:13:58 AM

So very frustrated! This is such a confusing mess. Well, at least I’m gritting my teeth and plugging away. LOL, the world is simply not going to reward me for declaring a willingness to work?

Thursday, December 23, 2004 8:50:05 AM

Whatever else happens, I think I’ve now concluded that this is the way to go. At least this way I am acting honorable, to some extent or other.

Thursday, December 23, 2004 8:43:15 AM

Gotta remember not to get too bogged down with minute details.

Thursday, December 23, 2004 8:16:28 AM

Back in the saddle again. Forgot, can’t do smileys in word and expect them to xfer to DA. Oh, well. Lots to do today, and I sincerely doubt we’ll be let out early.

Monday, December 27, 2004 5:01:36 PM

Crap. I could not. Shame on me. ****. ****. ****. This sucks.

Monday, December 27, 2004 2:01:03 PM

I just failed. Crap. oh, well. Now let’s see if I can at least bounce back.

Monday, December 27, 2004 11:10:33 AM

No heat in the office. Funny as hell. Not quite to the point where I can see my breath, but not too far away from it, either. Got a space heater going, which means I’m boiling on one side and freezing on the other. I guess this is how a microwave dinner feels? At least the ones I cook.

Monday, December 27, 2004 10:48:40 AM

This task confronting me is ****ing horrible. I am having such an awful time getting through it.

Monday, December 27, 2004 10:29:23 AM

Am working up a storm this morning. Hopefully whatever was going on on Friday is now happily in the past.

Monday, December 27, 2004 8:44:45 AM

Back to driveling. Funny that I can’t get my act together enough to keep a real journal but I have no problem with keyboard diarrhea like this. Or perhaps it is not so funny.