Saturday
September 9, 2000

First off, no, we did not go to Oregon. Larry realized how far away it was and then we also had trouble pulling up the address/directions on Map Quest and Yahoo. In the morning, he called over there and just didn't want to deal with a 3.5hr drive, and then he also heard their 6 CD changer only works sometimes, though it is still on warranty. Nice.

Well, good for me since I didn't really want to go! So I spent most of the day reading the 3rd Harry book. Lar left to look at a car and when he came back, we went to eat at Claim Jumper.

The place just gives you a lot of food. A lot. I ordered one of their pizzas, but it was just EH. I was more interested in Lar's sandwich which was very yummy but I couldn't get my mouth around it. :P We got a berry pie to take home and it was just nice.

Monday, his dad called us at SEVEN AM to talk about cars. Nice. If that were me, I wouldn't have answered...then again, I probably would since I'd think it was an emergency. We managed to stay sleeping a little longer, then we went to the mall to find Lar a garment bag for his Alaska trip....He wasn't too happy about the prices. So then we went to the movies and saw Chicken Run again and it was very good and seemed a lot shorter this time around.

Stopped off at home and he got directions to go see this car...and I went with him. The people were kind of weird, I felt weird around them..I was squished into the backseat for the test drive and it wasn't very pleasant.

We had to go home again, cuz I had to get to Pier One to get my chair before the store closed and the sale ended. I got a girl right off, and decided to sign up for the damn card to get my 'benefits.' You know, this'll prolly be the only thing I buy here for a while..but eh. The girl was nice and she gets eight bucks for everyone who signs up.

While we were working on that, this other girl comes by and just flirts with Lar, who is sitting in the papasan chair. Oh well. She almost persuaded him to get one of his own! Where the hell are we gonna fit two of them? Geezus. Went back home to get some Playstation games to trade in and we returned to the mall.

He got Gran Turismo 2, like he wanted and we bought a garment bag at Penney's...then finally home! We had done so much that day.

Well, Tuesday, marked the beginning of the week where I was handling the front desk FOR A WHOLE WEEK. I was making myself extremely busy that day since I wanted to hurry up and finish all my shit so that I could goof off during the end of the week.

That morning, I got up at the crack to take Lar to UPS so that he could meet his ride and then go to Alaska. Even though I had him ALL packed up last night he still manages to leave late. I'm driving and out of it, just plain tired. I drop him off but he forgets to tell me how to return home. But I find some signs on my own...so I'm happy, merge and I'm driving home.

I ignore my instincts that the city is on the wrong side for going North. I didn't realize I was going south until I had gone down 10 exits and was at Southcenter. I was not happy. Of course it was congested coming back up North and I barely got home in time to get ready for work. Blah.

Got an interesting email in the work account though...apparently one of our grad students is email-harassing this girl who left UW a few years ago. I forwarded her msg to our computing&communications ppl...and I also sent her a response with some URLs I found...I also looked up the guy I think it may be...tough to say...cuz she forwarded a msg he sent her, but w/o the email..so it may be another person..but I don't think so. If so..and if she kept those emails, or he still has them in his account..he's one seriously dumb fuckhead! What a retard.

After work, my sister and I went out for a bit...supposedly to look for rents' anni gift, but we didn't. I ended up getting some bath&body shampoo and conditioner and the 3rd Harry book in hardcover. Big spender. Woo.

Wednesday was a fucking insane. I got SOOOOO many calls and one was really weird and some really freaky old man came in and scared me..tho he tried to be nice.

But the weird call...the man sounded like he was already intoxicated or something..and was like: Hey, I'm Ed Jolly! I graduated from you guys a while ago! // Hi, that's great..what can I do for you? // Oh, nothing, don't want any money, just wanted to call in and say that *I* graduated...Me! // You! // Me! // You..! // Me. // Um, right..so there's nothing you wanted.... // Hey! Who's in charge over there? // Nancy Hooy.... // Oh, Nancy!? She's still around? She was a nice lady, so helpful. // Yeah, she's great, isn't she? Did you want to talk to her? I can send you on upstairs... // Yeah, sure, great..thanks! Just tell her it's Ed Jolly!

OMG...so towards the end I was just looking for a way of getting rid of him, so I sent him upstairs. WHAT A FrEAK-O.

THEN, this old man comes in...he's retired but bored, so he wants to get his PhD, right? He's this huge, looming man, facial hair, white hair..just your general, big old scary guy. And he's doing that..friendly, joking type thing by saying: If you don't tell me what I need to know, I'm gonna shoot myself!

That was supposed to be a 'joke'..but I took it like..the man's been getting the run-around and by now is very very frustrated. Haw.

So I'm dealing with him, blahblahblah..the PHONE rings...4 times (then goes to machine)....then rings again! (again to machine) I talked to him a bit, then said I was gonna go get him some stuff..I come back (phone rings again)..and he's like: I already got THAT stuff. I'm like WHA? Why'd you make me go back and get this?

Meanwhile, the grad advisor appeared around the corner..he actually picked up that last call..and it was a request. Okay.

But I'm like: THANK YOU! for picking up the PHONE.

I mean, Christ..they all should know/realize..that I will pick up the phone within 1-2 rings. Maybe 3 if I'm already on the line..so help me out here. God...I wish there was a button I could press to send it immediately to voicemail here, but there isn't. :P

Whatever..it was fucking busy...

Also, when I was on break..someone else was covering..and some guy came in and was like: I'm a work study student..are you hiring?

GODDAMN, they are already kicking me out? What the hell. I mean, I guess I understand they want to do the screening stuff..maybe even before I LEAVE..but still. It offends me. I mean, why not? Why not just kick me out right fucking now and send this clown in?

But despite all this...I will be highly amused..cuz I can only do so much in my last week, next week..most of it will involve finishing things I put off..such as shredding papers from student files...but I'll skimp and keep some whole, some shred...mix it in the recycle bag..etc. But this new person they hire will have to contend with the approximately 1000 (more or less) request for MSW applications. Ha!

Then after work...Wilson and I made plans to get my papisan chair and have dinner. Larry managed to call and come thru, cuz he was calling from work...and it was nice. I lectured him about calling me collect the previous night at ELEVEN-THIRTY. Okay, that's not that late..but I was already OUT by then.

Wilson got me around 6.30..we had reservations at the Boat St Cafe and Bistro...or something. We get there, and....why did we change our minds.....just from looking at it..it was fancy..lite candles..I was way under-dressed..and when he went in there to cancel the reservations, he said it was about $30! HELL NO.

So we went to Agua Verde..this trendy Mexican place but I was full cuz I had half of this pie from Claim Jumper...which was just filled with fruit goo! It was a goo pie! :P

We ate and talked and I didn't eat my last taco..or finished my rice. It was getting onto 7.30..big brother...So we left..and went to Pier One..which is in a really bad location..on the corner, no parking lot..and we went in to get the stuff..but the girl suggested going into this very shady alley..so we did that, and everything fit in the car, I was surprised.

I set up my chair and we watched BB..and it was good, Wilson went home afterwards, to watch Voyager. But I was pretty tired.

I stayed up til 10..(oooh, late, I know. :P) cuz Lar said he'd call me, right? But he called while I was out with Wilson..collect...Duh! :P~ Oh well, he'll be home by the time I get back today. So I'm excited..what'd he get me? *LOL*

Then on Thursday things were a lot better. I was busying myself with these folder tabs and the grad advisor noticed..so I'm sure he was happy that I was doing some work or something. Nyah. Lar was home when I got home..he bought me a giant mug, and a cute moose...also airline peanuts, of course!

Friday was a better day since it was the end of the week. Even though it was a 4-day week, it sucked and felt a lot longer. I have yet, ONE MORE day left at the front, then I can hide under my desk in the back until I leave this job on the 15th. I hope they don't do anything for me..but I have the feeling that they will. Argh...

B and I went to Oly for rents' anniversary. We didn't do anything. I'm surprised they didn't want to have family night at the casino. But we got them a card and stuff like that. Then everyone got to reading. I was reading Maus II, which I bought earlier in the week...my parents were reading VN publications...and my sister was working thru Harry #4. I want her to finish it since I've been so bored lately when I'm not reading...books, in general..but most likely especially Harry. :P

Today I got my hair trimmed and it feels really nice. B and I went downtown for a bit but it soon became 4pm, so we had to get moving. She drove us back up and it was congested since there was an M's game. I got home and Lar was still out..is still out now, so I'm wondering what's up with that. A bit annoyed that I wasted today waiting for him when I don't know how long he'll be...cuz I could have stayed in Oly a bit longer and hung out more. Geezus.

Well, just really bored now..I called all the people I could and now it's too late to make any calls so I'm making the effort to update my page for everyone..and maybe I'll take the car and go to Dick's..but I feel like a lamer for waiting in line alone, since I'm always with someone else. :P

Pah.

PS: Oopsie, I realized that I typo'ed my September 2, 2000 on the index...soz!