15 July 1999

Title: Peanut butter M&M's and other contemplations
Music du jour: Hackers soundtrack

Mmm... peanut butter M&M's. Breakfast of champions. Well, it's not breakfast, exactly, but it'll do as a mid-afternoon snack. This is getting to be a habit, which is a Bad Thing. I do not need to gain more weight; the Air Force already has me on the fat boy program. Oh well. They're worth it, dammit. Mmm... yummy. And another Coke will top them off nicely. *slurp*

In other news, Ian is a bum again. Excuse me... an unemployed consultant. Heh. He had a conflict with his current boss and they split on mutually disagreeable terms this afternoon. Whoops. The company at which he was doing contract work hired him as a back-line technician, to perform support for end users by fixing problems with their office PC's, be it on site or remotely. Well, the boss lady decided to put the screws to the techs and force them to play phone firewall. Ian and the other guys there were not hired as phone dispatchers, and since it took away from his real job and pissed him off that the job was mis-represented to him and his contracting company, he complained to his technical recruiter. The recruiter called the boss lady and the boss lady terminated Ian's contract. Just the usual office political bullshit, really... the fun part is that now the office is short a back-line tech AND a phone droid. Too bad for them. I don't suspect Ian will be out of work for too terribly long; tech jobs are rampant in this town. He's already got some work tentatively lined up down in south Denver. La.

So that's pretty much been the highlight of the day. Right now I've got Orbital's "Halcyon & On & On" on my mp3 player, put on obsessive repeat. This is different from normal repeat, mind you. Obsessive repeat means you listen to one track on one album ALL DAY LONG. And then it's stuck in your head for a week, but that's okay. That is the IDEA.

I would just like to add here that Orbital is my BITCH. Truly. You must listen to this track; it is required by law, dammit. Grab it here. I dare you to listen to this track and not put it on repeat. Go ahead. You know you want to.

Tonight I think I will go in search of shoes once again. The last time I had to buy shoes was January of 1997. Those were the Doc Martens I currently have on my feet. They're getting really beat up; it's time for a replacement pair, methinks. While I'm shoe shopping like the girly girl that I am, go to my random link of the day: SmartBeak, a nice little Linux site. Yes, you, you lovely person. Go ahead. No, really.

And... I'm spent. Til tomorrow...

-- marcie.

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