My first annual review at my company is next week. I'm a little bit nervous, because even though I know I've been rockin' like Dokken, the last company I worked a year at laid me off right before my review... Coincidence? Maybe... I think everyone here hates me and is just looking for an excuse to can my ass to the street... No, I don't actually think that. I'm sure it will be fine. As long as I don't ask them what the minimum amount of work is that I have to do to avoid getting fired...

No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. Tell me it's not true. How can they do this to me? What am I and all the other socially-inept people to do with our hands at the bar, now? How am I going to give off that aloof, disinterested, I-don't-care-if-you're-late, cool chick vibe now if I can't smoke at the bars????!!!!??? I'm envisioning a future of a bunch of nervous people giving each other the hairy-eyeball and looking at the wall. And how am I supposed to flirt with cute lanky rocker boys now that my opening line of, "Hey man, got a light?" has been taken away. The lawmakers of New York have not thought this through. Jesus, it's like we'll turn into a city like Boulder, except without the prosperity...

Welcome to the First Crafty Blog Site Monday.
Hey! A new feature on bloglin! So what's this Crafty Blog Site Monday business all about? We here at bloglin industries, in an attempt to make this weblog a more interesting and informative site, have decided to institute a new policy of posting links to other weblogs that deal with crafty issues in a interesting/non-cheesy sort of way on Monday afternoons. And by crafty, I don't mean putting up "fun little borders" from wal-mart. I'm talking creativity. I'm talking innovativeness. I'm talking about making things you'd actually want in your house.

Since I get the feeling that the possibility of the "First Crafty Blog Site Monday" being the "Last Crafty Blog Site Monday" is a very real one, I'll shoot my wad and post two sites.

ljc blog
not martha

Yeah, I'd give reviews and stuff, but I think I've spent too much company time on this already. And while bloglin industies is a non-profit organization, my job that actually pays me money might not appreciate it too much. If I didn't think the above sites totally rocked, I wouldn't link to them. We have very strict link guidelines here. Nothing but total quality here at bloglin industries.

I try to make a serious effort to keep bloglin "war-free." My reasons are 3-fold. One, I don't feel like I have enough knowledge to make a well-balanced, informed, objective opinion. Two, who really cares what I think, when there are many other places to go and get your warblogging on. And three, I need somewhere where there is no mention of anything Iraqy. Head in the sand? Yep, you bet. With my three-fold reasons stated, I'd like to present the only war-related link that I will post. Make sure to read the whole thread.

Things I learned last Thursday night in the ER...

1. It's really scary getting a catscan. But they are good to get if they think you might have "blood on the brain." (Which I do not have, no tumors either. Good times)

2. There's not a whole lot of privacy in the emergency room.

3. If you have an IV in your hand, don't use that hand to push yourself off the bed. Yeeeeooowwww!

4. Unfortunately, due to the lack of privacy, I also learned what a rectal exam sounds like from another curtained area...

5. The Highland Hospital staff kicks ass and also has some really cute ass doctors.

6. It's really hard to flirt with said cute ass doctors when you are wearing one of those horrible hospital gowns and black socks.

Ok, this might be the funniest office related thing I've read all year...

Last night's company dinner was all kinds of fabulous. My date was totally fabulous, and I looked totally fabulous, and the open bar was fabulously free so it all added up to a good time. I have to be careful here, because I could very easily fall into the man trap of talking about how cute and fabulous and wonderful the new guy is, but on the odd chance he finds this blog and thinks I'm a total psychotic nutjob, I'm not going to mention any of that.

The only thing that might be an issue between is that he LOVES the Eagles. Last year, I had made a pledge to myself that I would never again consciously listen to another Eagles song as long as I lived in protest to them being overplayed on every single radio station ever. Now, I can tolerate a lot from the men I chose to spend time with. The drug and alcohol abuse, the infidelity, the stealing, the physical defects, the criminal history, etc... but I have to draw the line somewhere. And I think Desparado might be it.

Maybe I'll just wait and see if he gives me any crap for going to see Skid Row...

Look who has a blog now. I have to admire the old man's taste in templates...

I went shopping last night for an appropriate dress for the dinner on Thursday. Everything I have is either too summery (i.e. sleeveless/strapless/shows too much skin) or doesn't fit anymore. I did not have good luck. All I could find was scrawny teenager promy dresses or frumpy ugly ass old lady dresses. Oi! I'm going to go to another mall at lunch, maybe I'll have better luck.

And I think I'm coming down with something. My head feels like someone stuffed it with towels. This is not a great week to be sick. Blech.

There's something totally fabulous about being the last one here in the office and totally rocking out to Lick it Up by Kiss. It makes me want to invite people over, get a shitload of beer and listen to some tunes all night.

As much stuff as I have to do today, I just can't seem to focus on anything. Usually, when I get like this, I put my headphones on and turn the music up REALLY LOUD to drown out the voices in my head. But, I when I got the new black beast computer, it came with new matching black beast speakers and they do not have a headphone hole. So I can't use my previously proven method of forced concentration. Now I have to come up with another method... and I got nothing...

The beginning stages of the Vegas trip are starting to come together. It looks like October is the month everyone agrees on. I just hope no one decides to get pregnant. While I'd be extremely happy for whatever one of my friends that it happened to, it would sort of put a damper on the debauchery vibe of the trip...

Things that take slightly longer to do than to have to watch Gods & Generals:

1. The actual Civil War. (but only by about 5 minutes)
2. Waiting to leave on Friday afternoon
3. The evolution of man

Since I was born they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town

Never played by the rules I never really cared
My nasty reputation takes me everywhere

I look and see it's not only me
So many others have stood where I stand
We are the young so raise your hands

They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're the one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild

March 27. The Penny Arcade. Rochester, NY.

While, maybe no one calls me a problem child anymore and my reputation isn't quite as nasty as it used to be and I sort of play by most of the rules now, it's still Skid freakin' Row and I will be there is all my post-youth gone wild glory.

I finally asked the new guy to be my date for the company dinner after thinking about it way too much, and he said yes. :) So, I finally get to fill out a response card for 2 people instead of just one. Yes, and with that statement, I've just earned the award for "World's Biggest Super Goon." Thank you very much.

And I'm pretty sure that I've linked to this heavy.com movie before, but I had to find the link for someone earlier, so I thought it was worth another go. Funny shit.

"That's just the reefer talkin'...

So Kris, your whole department is gone today, huh?
Yep. It's just me. Everyone else left.

Wow, so you must be getting like tons of shit done, what with no one to bother you and all...
Um, yeah, something like that...

Ok, I really want to go and leave and get something to eat for lunch. But, the guy that left that odd note on my car is in his car and I would have to walk fairly close to him to get to mine. He makes me a tad bit uneasy, so I'm trying to avoid him. I'm sending psychic messages down from my office window... Get out of your car and walk inside... or drive away... It's been 30 minutes and it doesn't seem to be working. Maybe I need to get closer and wave my hand like the jedi mind trick. You don't want to leave notes on my car...

Earlier, I was thinking that my "interesting links & content" to "pointless personal babble" ratio was getting a little heavy on the babble crap side. As in, there has been way too much of the dull and uninteresting on the site lately. I need to dig a little deeper and find engaging interesting web sites to link to. Or I might end up too much like one of the real world cast member's sites.

Today hasn't been a very graceful day for me. So far, I've kicked over the new computer, slipped on the ice, and jammed my hip into the doorknob of my office. At least I didn't fall out of my chair again. Maybe it's some bad karma coming back to haunt me. I'd better do some good deeds before I fall on my ass...