At the present time I am glancing, and I say this without real truth, at my financial accounting exam notes. I did them today for my exam at 8am Saturday morning. Sad thing is I am working 7 til 6 tomorrow. I have a mound of work there and I have bailed on every accounting lecture since week 2. I shall say this to defend myself. I can sleep on the fucking bus without having someone poke me awake when I do thank you very much. Its not my fault the lectures are about things that no normal person cares about. And you can say I choose the degree. Yeah I did. It helps me get somewhere else. Its not actually knowledge I'll apply when I go do my law degree with background knowledge as a business analyst.
I am also exhausted. But I did see some cute wildlife today. A possum that came up right near me. A bird that narrowly missed my eye [I noticed it as it flew into my face] and a funny little thing on the footpath on the way home that I swear was a rat.
I am going back to my study now. I really need to recordmy notes. Also need to clean my room, shower and eat dinner. Probably in that order. Cause as soon as I am done I am sleeping. I need to get to work as early as possible to finish some shit off. I guarantee everything I knocked off my list last night will now be replaced
Wish me luck. I will not be blogging come Friday night. But most probably will come Saturday as I web it. As my website is fucked in Firefox and it has to work in both Internet Explorer and Firefox. And deleting my sidebar was not as brilliant as I thought. Looks like we need it in there. And I bet the Web Dudes knew my site wouldn't work with both in there even though my HTML and CSS works in it. Fuckers just want me to fail.
Finally had a great lunch with idiot boy. You are my property. Ha Ha Ha
Princess
P.S. I am working on not swearing and walking in the mornings. Winter came and my waistline grew as I put on 5 kilos. Trust me my stomach shows every fucking bit
P.S.S. No swearing is starting on Monday due to assessment commitments and work.
Showing posts with label observations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label observations. Show all posts
What not to do.......
Sorry tiffany I cut off the poo, hopefully its not similar to when you step it in and the smell gets worse.
Green Ninja
I thought they were meant to be secretive, and never be seen. Today I saw three of them, they were on scooters so I assume the other mode of transport has been cut back, you know with the green house emissions, credit crisis and interest rate rises the previous years.
Still, whatever they are doing at least they are carbon neutral. I assume they have some kinda carbon credit system for the uniforms to be manufactured, along with the helmets remember.. safety first.
You might need to click on the photos and open them full screen to be able to see them properly. They are quick and agile (like a cat), lucky the iPhone is also quick and agile and I could capture them. Like I mentioned last time, el Señor Jobs (steve jobs, CEO of Apple) needs this kind of equipment to catch the defectors.
Still, whatever they are doing at least they are carbon neutral. I assume they have some kinda carbon credit system for the uniforms to be manufactured, along with the helmets remember.. safety first.
You might need to click on the photos and open them full screen to be able to see them properly. They are quick and agile (like a cat), lucky the iPhone is also quick and agile and I could capture them. Like I mentioned last time, el Señor Jobs (steve jobs, CEO of Apple) needs this kind of equipment to catch the defectors.
First Blog
So apparently I am supposed to contribute to this blog. I have nothing interesting to say currently, but I am bored out of my mind studying Math1051 so I thought I would write something. Janelle just logged onto msn I wonder if Math1051 is driving her nuts too.
I've noticed Mitch has a lot of time on his hands if he manages to carry out an experiment at work. I must say I don't have that sort of time at work. I'm not allowed to stop working. I'll tell you of my observations at work. There is this one couple, who come in one a week, guaranteed. *Note* Apparently Janelle hasn't started studying yet. Anyway back to work. So this couple come in, and the woman always orders a Margarita. No joke. Every single time. I pretty much don't need to ask them what they would like to drink. Except I can never remember what type of beer that man orders. I always reckon I could write a story about my time at work. Maybe some rules that customers should follow, ie. don't be rude to the waitress, we do have the ability to spit in your food o_O not that we would. I have never done that. I wouldn't even have to eat the food to be repulsed by the fact that there is spit in it.
There are some really dishonest people out there. I'm not sure if its just Ipswich people but seriously, there are. This one guy called up and basically claimed last time he had ordered takeaway, one of the Beef and Black Bean's had been cold. He had ordered two Beef & B/B. How the flip could ONE of them be cold when they are cooked at the exact same time in the same wok. He then asked for delivery because apparently we had delivered to him before so it wouldn't be any trouble for us to delivery again. He's an idiot - we have a GPS system which records all previous addresses entered. His wasn't in there. Tosser.
Have you ever just walked down the street and observed the people passing? I did this at uni the other day. This really short kid walked past, I reckon he looked about 10, but he gave the impression that he was supposed to be at uni. So either he was just really short and young looking, or he is frickin smart! Pretty sure Aggie just burped... Anyway, you then get the people at uni who are dressed in suits. We discussed this the other day and concluded that maybe they are businessman and have to go to work after uni. Or, and this is my conclusion, maybe they just want to feel above the rest of us delinquent children.
Well, Math1051 calls me. Not really. It bores me. Riverfire tonight. Maybe I should blog about that when I get home.
I've noticed Mitch has a lot of time on his hands if he manages to carry out an experiment at work. I must say I don't have that sort of time at work. I'm not allowed to stop working. I'll tell you of my observations at work. There is this one couple, who come in one a week, guaranteed. *Note* Apparently Janelle hasn't started studying yet. Anyway back to work. So this couple come in, and the woman always orders a Margarita. No joke. Every single time. I pretty much don't need to ask them what they would like to drink. Except I can never remember what type of beer that man orders. I always reckon I could write a story about my time at work. Maybe some rules that customers should follow, ie. don't be rude to the waitress, we do have the ability to spit in your food o_O not that we would. I have never done that. I wouldn't even have to eat the food to be repulsed by the fact that there is spit in it.
There are some really dishonest people out there. I'm not sure if its just Ipswich people but seriously, there are. This one guy called up and basically claimed last time he had ordered takeaway, one of the Beef and Black Bean's had been cold. He had ordered two Beef & B/B. How the flip could ONE of them be cold when they are cooked at the exact same time in the same wok. He then asked for delivery because apparently we had delivered to him before so it wouldn't be any trouble for us to delivery again. He's an idiot - we have a GPS system which records all previous addresses entered. His wasn't in there. Tosser.
Have you ever just walked down the street and observed the people passing? I did this at uni the other day. This really short kid walked past, I reckon he looked about 10, but he gave the impression that he was supposed to be at uni. So either he was just really short and young looking, or he is frickin smart! Pretty sure Aggie just burped... Anyway, you then get the people at uni who are dressed in suits. We discussed this the other day and concluded that maybe they are businessman and have to go to work after uni. Or, and this is my conclusion, maybe they just want to feel above the rest of us delinquent children.
Well, Math1051 calls me. Not really. It bores me. Riverfire tonight. Maybe I should blog about that when I get home.