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evildeb, work

Evildeb put devils in my head and Harry Potter day.

Today is Harry Potter day. My Place Of Employment is hosting a screening tonight, for it’s employees, and family, only. I am soooo excited. So freakin’ excited. I can barely stand it. How am I supposed to get any work done, knowing that I am hours away from the new Harry Potter movie? Additionally, it is Tessa’s birthday. So we are leaving here a bit early and convening at a restaurant next to the theatre to have cocktails. So you know what that means? It means it’s another Get Paco Drunk Thursday!! Hooray! I wish I had a video camera. Everyone wish Paco good luck, as he reads my blog.

Evildeb was doing my hair today, because it was very big and also in my face. She put chopsticks with devil heads on them. They look like antennae coming out of my head. But I like them. They are festive, which is appropriate for such a festive day. They look festive, I just look insane. Paco took a picture. Then he added some flare.

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TINY FISTS OF DOOM!!

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Steve drives like he lives life; hard, fast and scared.

We Used to Be Friends (Theme Song) from the album “Veronica Mars (Original Television Soundtrack)” by The Dandy Warhols

I’m listening to the soundtrack to Veronica Mars. It’s an excellent show, and an excellent soundtrack. I know a lot of my friends watch Lost, which this season, plays opposite of Veronica Mars, but hopefully you’ll check out VM when Lost is in repeats. It’s a very smart show, well written, and has fun cameos every once in a while. Last week was Joss Whedon as an obnoxious car rental clerk. [Apparently he calls Veronica Mars “Best. Show. Ever.” ] Earlier in the season it was Kevin Smith as, get this, a convenience store clerk! Yes! Anyway, last season is out on DVD, so you can ask Santa for it, or you can come over and watch my copy.

I promise I will watch Lost, when season two comes out on DVD. From what I hear, I might as well save myself the mental anguish and wait until I can watch a whole bunch of both seasons at once.

Survived the trip to Portland, but it was a long day. Put Dr. Stevil, Evildeb and I into a car together for more than five minutes, and it’s like driving around 3 obnoxious 7 year olds on a sugar high. Dr. Stevil is my hero because he used his fancy Treo phone PDA thingy to get a serial number for the trial version of Mah Jong I had on my laptop, from the road. Nonetheless, by the time we dropped him off at his house, late last night, he ran practically screaming from the car. It was so cute.

I Hear the Bells from the album “Veronica Mars (Original Television Soundtrack)” by Mike Doughty

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I don’t think there are unicorns in Oregon

So, it’s good to know I am not the only one not writing. I’m still going to keep at thinking about writing. Like Loon says, there could be a 30,000 word weekend in my future.

According to Elle, they do have unicorns in Canada. But this is news to me. She never mentioned them before. I’m going to require photographic evidence. According to William, he is not allowed to talk about the unicorns to outsiders like me, even tho I begged and promised to be his best friend and make him cookies. We are still in negotiations. He said that frankly, he was shocked to hear that they were even mentioned in the commercial. They are that top secret, I suppose.

I did not make cookies last night, as I was missing the top secret special ingredient. Two times I put on my sneakers to go to the store. And both times I stopped and went back to work on my computer. Once you are snuggled down in the geek butt yoga pants, it’s hard to make yourself go back out again.

Tomorrow I will be leaving at the break of dawn for Oregon. It’s a business trip. I will be down in Portland all day tomorrow. I don’t particularly care for business trips. I don’t mind the trade shows so much, because then I am of some use. People always want to talk to tech support. But this kind of trip is not my favorite kind. I’ve avoided the last couple of trips down there. That’s why I am required to go tomorrow. Then I just have to stand around. I have to no real purpose, other than being there. I’m cut off from the mother ship, and I feel panic. I don’t want to be there, I want to be back at my desk, with my ergonomic keyboard, connected to the network, doing my job, playing with my toys. Working with purpose. Evildeb loves going down there. She loves being there. I like being here.

I’ll have the 50 word fiction up before I go. This week, it’s my favorite sin… SLOTH!!

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Amelia, evildeb, work

Amelia learns our private shame.

Amelia: What is wrong with The New Kid?

Me: Paco? He’s drunk.

Amelia: I thought you all were in a meeting… how did he get drunk?

Me: It was a Happy Birthday to Those with Birthdays in Oct. and Nov. Meeting.

Amelia: Like you.

Me: Yes, and Tessa, Dr. Stevil, others. But it was a Cake and Margarita party.

Amelia: Cake and Margaritas, do they go well together?

Me: Not really, but everyone seemed to like it. I had a diet pepsi. Our boy Paco here is a light weight.

Amelia: He’s damn near hysterical, I fail to see what’s so amusing.

Me: He just told me I was cool, like Evildeb. We were equal levels of cool, but it’s a HIGH level of cool.

Amelia: Shows you what he knows.

I have decreed a new decree… from now on, we get Paco drunk at least once a week. Preferably on a Friday afternoon, as it’s a perfect excuse to quit working, for he is just delightful in his mirth. He simultaneously celebrated Evildeb’s coolness factor and her retardedness quotient. And pronounced her GREAT. I warned him I was going to blog him, I told him… but he was too busy explaining to spyware on his computer how he was going to combat it. And a trip of the men’s bathroom recovered the following fact: it smells pooey. Delightful!

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Jodi and Evildeb in a meeting/conference call

Evildeb: you are soooo funny to them

Evildeb: they just laugh and laugh

Jodi: like a monkey

Jodi: that’s my role

Evildeb: who’s the monkey

Evildeb: they laugh like monkeys

Jodi: i was thinking i was the monkey

Evildeb: no

Jodi: look at, laugh at the little monkey

Evildeb: I think they are a gaggle of monkeys

Jodi: what do you call a group of monkeys? i’m looking it up.

Evildeb: a gaggle

Evildeb: especially when they laugh

Jodi: troop

Jodi: it’s a troop of monkeys

Jodi: but its a shrewdness of apes

Evildeb: I’m a shrewdness of apes

later in the meeting…

Evildeb: when she said “ping us” it sounded like penis

Jodi: i know. “if you hear of this issue, just… penis.”

And then I got the giggles. But at least now we know about the monkeys.

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evildeb, movies and tv

If it breaths, kill it.

I’m not much of a pc gamer, as you all well know. I’ve played some play station in my time, and enjoyed it very much. But there is one pc game I used to play, way back in my early computer days: Doom.

Naturally, I sucked. But once I learned the all weapons cheat, things evened up a bit. Lord I love me some plasma gun. But it’s not unsatisfying to use the chain saw on a baddie, either. Bloodthirsty? Sure…but you and me baby ain’t nothing but mammals.

In addition to loving cartoonish violence and plasma guns, Evildeb and I are both fans of The Rock. Unapologetically, with our tongues hanging out, hearts palpitating and knees weakened, fans of the Rock. He makes us swoon. So the combination of both Doom, and the Rock, in one glorious movie? Well, the Debil and I have just two words for you. Awwww yeah!

Good hunting, soldiers!

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Jodi eats for free today.

The New Kid was moving into the cube next door to me today, so I hauled everything of mine that was left in there, over to my own desk. “Hauled” makes it sound like there was a lot. There wasn’t. I waited until the last minute because I so enjoyed the constant reminders from various people that I was getting a New Kid soon, and had to move my stuff. What? You are kidding? A New Kid? I did not know that! Sarcasm does become me, trust me.

So, when I was getting ready to leave for the day, I hear Dr. Stevil and EvilDeb talking to the New Kid about my desk. Now, even tho he is New, he is not really “new” to us. He used to work with the three of us at the vendor. Then he left, and made us cry. Now he works at my POE, but not on my product team. Anyway, I heard Evildeb say something about how they threw away all their trash and crap, when we moved to the new part of the building, but that I just brought mine along with me. Which is true. I didn’t have time to go through all that crap! I thought I would do that when I unpacked. But then, I haven’t finished unpacking yet. [April. we moved in April, in case you are wondering.] Now, Evildeb and Dr. Stevil are both freakishly neat. And Evildeb was explaining how she didn’t really need her second set of drawers, but her things “bring joy to her life.” I tried to point out that it was hypocritical to make fun of me. But that’s like comparing a tiny orange to a room full of apples running amuck. Golden Delicious, tho they may be.

“Yeah, but Jodi… JODI. Come on… Jodi.”

“Yeah. ok… but you should see the back of my car!” It’s worse than my desk.

“Not to mention your house?”

Now, I resent that remark. She has not been in my house since last fall! She has no idea what shape it is in! Besides, I don’t have time for housework, I have sims who need me to get them into private school, and teach them to cook, and to put them into situations that allow for public woo-hoo! I have to keep their houses clean, damn it!

I managed to eat entirely for free today, there was complimentary food galore at work. That’s a good day, in my book.

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Amelia experiences Cube Rage

Amelia: what are you doing? why are crying?

Jodi: *sob*

Amelia: Stop it! I find that noise unnerving. Combined with all the non-stop chatter that goes on here.

Jodi: *rolls her eyes* I just can’t win. It’s my serenpidity.

Amelia: Don’t you mean serendipity?

Jodi: No, I mean serenpidity. The occurrence and development of events by chance in a stupid or pitiful way.

Amelia: Did you make up that word?

Jodi: Evildeb did.

Amelia: And what are they doing in the cube next to you?

Jodi: sigh, getting ready to move someone in.

Amelia: Wasn’t this supposed to be the outer Mongolia of cube locations? Isn’t that why you picked it?

Jodi: CUBE RAGE!!

Amelia: Settle down, killer.

Speaking of rage, I think we experienced a near melt down here over the last couple of days, when they quit restocking diet soda pop in the cooler. The diet pepsi was the first to disappear, my drink of choice. I transitioned smoothly over to diet dr. pepper. Then the caffeine free diet coke went, and the CFDC people started drinking regular diet coke and things became a bit tense. But when that was gone, and all that was left was diet 7-up and diet dr pepper, people got mean. Louise said someone was snippy with her because she took two diet cokes out of the cooler at the other end of the building, leaving only one behind. I couldn’t blame them, she took two.

“I was really thirsty!”

S’ok, now. The appropriate beverages have been restocked. And everyone can just calm the freak down! Ok? People?

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Guess what we are about to do, here at my Place of Employement…

come one… guess! That’s right, we are having another party! It’s been a week, after all. This one is cool. It’s a 10 year anniversary party for someone and it’s off site. It’s a wine tasting party and, in the end, we each get to take a bottle of wine home with us. I know … I know… I live in some kind of dream world, but it’s true! Evildeb left early to work from home, so she is missing it. Now she is angry with me because I will not give her my bottle of wine. I have a party to go to on Saturday, and taking a bottle of wine with you is a very grown up thing to do, I’ve heard. So I’m keeping my booze. You go home early to snooze, you lose.

I can’t wait to sip wine and spit it out at someone. Spitting is fun!

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