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April 30, 2005
when it rains, it rains shit, and you will have no hot water to wash it off with
A week and a half ago, after waiting on hold for 20 minutes and listening to a recorded message say over and over and over again "to start, cancel or transfer service, please log on to _____". So, I did. I set up my gas service over the internet. And then yesterday it was shutoff for no apparent reason. So this morning I call them to get it turned back on and they say they have no record of me, they will have to set it up again. Great. And at the end the woman says "oh, you need to fax a copy of your lease to the credit department and we will have your gas on in 3 business days". WTF??? Since when do you need to fax a copy of your lease to set up gas. So C. calls and tries to set it up in her name, and they tell her she can't until after my CREDIT HOLD is removed and to call this number, which is the credit department. So the bitch put a fucking credit hold on my account without bothering to tell me. Awesome. So C. calls the credit department and they are only open M-F. Awesome. So, long story short, we have no gas, no hot water, no heat, no nothing, until at the earliest Monday when we can possibly get the credit hold removed from the account which the fucker put on the account for no apparent reason other than that I had told her that I had already set up my gas service online and didn't understand why it was shut off. The person C. talked to told C. that if she had called originally and said nothing about setting it up online we could have had gas in, oh, 45 minutes.
So I start my job on Monday unable to shower.
I am SO FUCKING NOT HAPPY ABOUT THIS.
I'm going to go tear my apartment apart for a xanax I know I have but now can't find, of course.
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April 27, 2005
i hate
how the WB uses the word "fresh": "fresh everwood" etc. I don't know why.
while we were here without tv or furniture c. rented all of season one of the L Word to watch on my laptop. I begrudgingly agreed, and am now begrudgingly obsessed. Really, this is totally against my will, but marina is super hot and i can't stop watching. and for the love of god DO NOT TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING ON THE SHOW NOW. there is something about the cheesy OC-ness of it combined with marina that makes it totally watchable. it is not because it is about lesbians. i dislike lesbians. i am going to stop writing about this before i embarass myself further. sometimes i think i am not human because i do not like things that normal americans of all races and sexual orientations and ages seem to like (case in point: survivor, which i have never seen more than 20 seconds of; american idol, ditto) but then i do stupid shit like enjoy this show and i have to take myself down off my pedestal and join the great, dumb masses.
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April 24, 2005
chicago
I am in a coffee shop with C. and a few other people using the free wifi (we won't have internet til wedensday, knock on wood). The 14 hour drive was miraculously painless (more on this later). Our apartment is great, and empty--our stuff arrives tomorrow morning. C. is in love with the apartment, the cats are in love with the high cupboards they can perch upon and stare down at us from, and all is right with the world.
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April 16, 2005
thanks
thanks to everyone who came out last night. it was great that so many people showed up, and i know C. was thrilled. i'll post a couple pictures later.
i'm watching a show on PBS about how people who eat an extremely low calorie diet are healthier and live longer. needless to say, i'm starving. one of my friends from work is coming out tonight to go out to dinner and she can't get here soon enough. i should stop calling her (and the rest of them) a "friend from work"--as i believe i drunkenly told one of them last night, "now you are just friends!!!" yeah, i'm one of those "i love you so much you are an awesome friend" drunks, which totally does not go with my personality.
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April 14, 2005
chicago bound
I owe you guys a Florida posting. I'll get to it.
So, quitting your job is great. I highly recommend it. It felt a little weird walking around without the blackberry, but I got over it after a couple hours. I had a joint going away party with M. (who is leaving a few days after me) after work, and drank way, way, WAY too much. It's 9 o'clock at night on the day after and I still don't feel so hot. It's one of those "i am never drinking again!" days after. I'm sure this will be the shortest "I'm never drinking again" on record for me: C and my NYC goodbye party is tomorrow night.
To reiterate: QUITTING YOUR JOB IS GREAT. That job was a great learning experience, and I met some really good people and made some good friends, but sheesh, what a fucking hell hole. I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.
And now I'm off to Chicago, and off to the job where I'll make $5,000 less at a firm no one outside of Chicago has ever heard of. Whatever. I could be totally miserable working there, but there's a chance I could also really be happy at work, and that chance was not there at Hell Firm.
C. has disappeared. She met with some people from work at 5:30 for drinks to see her off, and she said she'd be back in time for dinner. Hmmm. I think she's getting back at me for getting drunk and not coming home last night and generally being a bad, bad monkey.
So I'm nauseous, and packing boxes and watches the Yankees/Red Sox game in HD. And I don't have to go to hell firm ever again. And I'm really, really happy. It won't last long, because we leave on Wednesday and I think I'm going to be sad. I'm leaving a lot of people I really like, C. is leaving her goat at the petting zoo, we are both leaving good bagels and the NY Post. Weird.
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April 12, 2005
it's over.
Tomorrow is my last day. Who knew when I wrote this that exactly 1 year, 6 months after I started I'd be getting the fuck out of there. So fuck you, no bonuses while the rest of the city is matching jackasses. Fuck you, sexist assholes. And fuck you split personality disorder old codger clients. A special "fuck you" goes out to my blackberry:
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