tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143238472011-04-21T22:13:26.295-07:00Verdoux Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05898610515423570996noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14323847.post-1122829218854283152005-07-31T09:54:00.000-07:002005-07-31T10:02:20.166-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So this week at work was living death, not only have I learned that my crew is the only people up at the station who knows how to do anything, but they also seem to be the only people who actually care. Details to be inserted at another time (or not at all, depending on my mood). I don't really feel like pulling all that negativity up right now, so I'm gonna stick to the positives:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I got work to pay for my phone, bitches!</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7608/1292/1600/show_blackberry_7100g1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7608/1292/320/show_blackberry_7100g1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;" ><br />Blackberry, my love!<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Hell yes. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Anyway, the weekend is going nice - too bad it's almost completely over! </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14323847-112282921885428315?l=verdouxkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Verdoux Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05898610515423570996noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14323847.post-1122526237453116252005-07-27T21:46:00.000-07:002005-07-27T21:50:37.456-07:00So Brandon surprisingly recorded me and slapped me on his podcast! My debut wasn't all that spectacular as I had imagined, but it was a debut nonetheless.<br /><br />so let's see if those pics are working tonight:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://austinexhaustion.blogspot.com"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7608/1292/320/AE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sweet! Welcome to the present!<br /><br />Oh, and yes, Ninjas <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">are</span> sweet.<br />...and Ragan Fox is too.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14323847-112252623745311625?l=verdouxkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Verdoux Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05898610515423570996noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14323847.post-1122432617976002172005-07-26T19:49:00.000-07:002005-07-26T19:58:08.870-07:00<span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >So I'm going to shamelessly plug my best friend's podcast, which I may soon be a co-star (or at least a reaccuring annoying guest) of:<br /><br />Well, since blogger is being a bitch and won't let me upload pictures or add links, you'll just have to do the leg work yourself, you lazy bastards - simply copy the following link and paste it in your browser, in case you're too spoiled to remember how to do that.<br /><br />http://austinexhaustion.blogspot.com/<br /><br />...or you can just follow the nifty link on the right there...<br /><br />Ok, wow, I feel so early 90's now.<br /><br />Anywho, check out this soon to be world famous PodCast!!!<br /><br />(Oh yeah, and did I mention I am selflessly advertising for a guy who hasn't even linked me from his blog yet? How good of a woman am I!?)<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14323847-112243261797600217?l=verdouxkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Verdoux Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05898610515423570996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14323847.post-1122315861584757302005-07-25T11:22:00.000-07:002005-07-25T11:25:12.150-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7608/1292/1600/Swing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7608/1292/320/Swing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I went to a wedding yesterday that had a bunch of swing dancers at it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I really want to learn to swing dance...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14323847-112231586158475730?l=verdouxkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Verdoux Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05898610515423570996noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14323847.post-1121387189405297312005-07-14T17:15:00.000-07:002005-07-14T17:28:09.920-07:00So Brandon has corrupted my mind yet again! I'm currently enjoying a PodCast from a drag queen named Wanda Wisdom on a show called Lucky Bitch Radio. I'm thouroughly enjoying it! Although out of the few that I've heard I have to agree that Ragan Fox's show is definitely the best! I do think that we could co-produce one kick ass radio show!! We'd just have to come up with some content better than going out to eat and taking a shower....<br /><br />In the meantime...meet my latest obsession:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7608/1292/1600/show_blackberry_7100g.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7608/1292/320/show_blackberry_7100g.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The BlackBerry 7100g.....I love you!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Why am I so obessed with cell phones? </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14323847-112138718940529731?l=verdouxkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Verdoux Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05898610515423570996noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14323847.post-1121285838173549262005-07-13T15:30:00.000-07:002005-07-13T13:17:18.176-07:00<blockquote>So this week has been an ok one so far. The Bastard sent me an email, trying to<br />be Mr. nice and ignorant to the fact of all his stupid high school games...oh<br />and talk about presumptious:</blockquote><br /><blockquote><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><blockquote><p><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Please don't hate me, and please don't<br />spread rumors. God knows I<br />have done plenty for [the<br />station] to be treated like that.</span></strong></p></blockquote><p></span></strong>The "rumors" he is talking about is what's driving me crazy. I can't talk to anyone ANYONE down here without what I say being twisted and run back to him. Even the most off-hand comment seems to be recorded. HE DOESN'T EVEN <strong>WORK HERE ANYMORE</strong>!!! I can't believe that I have reverted back to high school after having graduated 6 years ago (note to self: I'm old!). </p><p>So, despite these little email bombs being thrown back and forth, I'm still sticking to my newer outlook on life, which is actually just a ressurection of an old outlook on life - trust no one but yourself. Of course there are the few, the proud, the true friends. But those friends are not in my workplace. Everyone at work is a potential "spy" (oh how dramatic!) who just wants to send information about me to this other guy! Like this other guy is some higher up in the company! Even the emails I'm sending to him I feel will be common knowledge here soon. Oh hell what a drama party! </p><p>Anyway, other than that I'm feeling good about life. I just wish that I could feel comfortable with the people who I would have called friends once upon a time. </p></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14323847-112128583817354926?l=verdouxkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Verdoux Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05898610515423570996noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14323847.post-1120870521084885812005-07-08T19:42:00.000-07:002005-07-08T17:56:56.110-07:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">So July 4th seemed to be a sort of life changing day for me. Of course if I had it my way I would have picked some other day...I mean, July 4th isn't really all that dramtic....seems kind of hokey.</span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br /><br />Anyway...<br /><br />I've decided a new outlook on life is required to function at my job. All the drama and negativity is taking it's toll on my mental sanity apparently. So I chopped all my hair off -- never had short hair before, I think I like it. I've also stepped up the organization at work, and I actually feel good about the job I did this week. How about all that.<br /><br />Oh yeah, meet the bastard:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7608/1292/1600/bastard.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7608/1292/320/bastard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br />This is the source of all my pain and suffering at work for the last few months. Long story short - year long story short - this guys used to work with me, and now he's working at another station in my company...yet somehow he still finds ways to make my life hell. He thinks he runs everything, his ego is off the charts, and he thinks it's some fun game to try and steal all my employees.<br /><br />Plus he's a big homo, and won't admit it. And I like homos, for crying out loud!<br /><br />ok.<br /><br />Now that that's out of the way, I feel much better.<blockquote></blockquote></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14323847-112087052108488581?l=verdouxkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Verdoux Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05898610515423570996noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14323847.post-1120866098440003512005-07-08T16:41:00.000-07:002005-07-08T16:42:39.590-07:00test<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14323847-112086609844000351?l=verdouxkai.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Verdoux Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05898610515423570996noreply@blogger.com1