because i love my sister, and because i can't resist a requested update, a few fun quotes from the last week or so:
"we need to know how, where, how and when."
"we have some backpaid bills that has not yet been paid by you guys."
"it's a whole bunch of numbers followed by the letter six."
"So, you know, it does get taken out on a basis."
"All of the notes we have are kept."
"They’re on the west side of the coast.”
and my favorite recent quote:
"Generally, that's impossible, but..."
Friday, March 4, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
aaand i'm back!
and i'm in a whole new state of mind called simplicity. i've been reading blogs such as Becoming Minimalist, Small Notebook, SimpleOrganic, and Zen Habits (and, of course, all of the other similarly-minded blogs branching off from those listed). so i've changed the look of this blog back to its minimalistic state (let's see how long this lasts), and i'm moving into a more purposeful stage of life -- one where i don't get bogged down in the stress of things that don't matter. anxiety is so 2010. it's a new year!
and i've discovered a new favorite website. similar to MLIA, but better! HERE it is!
and i just saw Inception for the first time last night. so well done! and here is my favorite DBPB.com post so far:
Dear Martin Luther King, Jr.,
and i've discovered a new favorite website. similar to MLIA, but better! HERE it is!
and i just saw Inception for the first time last night. so well done! and here is my favorite DBPB.com post so far:
Dear Martin Luther King, Jr.,
I have a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream... Now what?
Sincerely,
Leonardo DiCaprio
Monday, November 1, 2010
NaNoWriMo!
today is november 1. november is National Novel Writing Month. this year, i am finally taking the plunge to participate in writing my very own 50,000-word novel. i only decided this about 4 days ago, so i'm really flying by the seat of my pants here. i have a vague idea about plot. i'm writing from the first person because that's what i'm comfortable doing (feels more natural, if you can believe it), and i'm taking my inspiration from this blog, The Office, Outsourced, notalwaysright.com, and mylifeisaverage.com. i think this is going to be fun. i got a decent start this morning (887 words) before work, and i'm really, really antsy to finish up the day with about 850 more (daily goal to get 50,000 words in 30 days is 1,667).
"Today, I was in my car and we passed a hobo with a sign that said "WILL EAT FOR FOOD!". I was hopelessly confused. MLIA"
"Today, I was in my car and we passed a hobo with a sign that said "WILL EAT FOR FOOD!". I was hopelessly confused. MLIA"
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
the dead little bird
once upon a time, there was a dead bird. i don't know how it died, but it must have been over the weekend because monday morning, it was lying dead on the office's doorstep. ok, it wasn't actually on the doorstep, which is quite small. it was tucked up against the doorstep so that you stepped over it to enter the building. someone in our office said she thought it was a leaf.
anyway, the dead little bird was there monday morning, and a customer service rep came in complaining about it. the dead little bird was still there this morning, when the same customer service reps complained about it. seeing as how auditors were coming, we decided to move it out of sight. having a dead bird by your doorstep is not very inviting or professional.
someone suggested a memorial service, so when my manager brought out a dustpan and scooped up the dead little bird, i said a few words. it was a very moving ceremony. unfortunately, it was only a little bit like the episode of The Office where they have a funeral for a dead bird. quote time!
Pam: I'd also like to say a few words if that's okay.
Michael: Yes.
Pam: What do we know about this bird? You might think, "Not much. It's just a bird." But we do know some things. We know it was a local bird. Maybe it's that same bird that surprised Oscar that one morning with a special present from above.
Kevin: Oh, I remember that. That was SO funny.
Pam: And we know how he died. Flying into the glass doors. But you know what? I don't think he was being stupid. I think he just really, really wanted to come inside our building to spread his cheer and lift our spirits with a song.
Dwight: He's not a songbird.
Michael: Shhh.
Pam: An impression, then. Lastly, we can't help but notice that he was by himself when he died, but of course, we all know that doesn't mean he was alone. Because I'm sure that there were lots of other birds out there who cared for him very much. He will not be forgotten.
Angela: [quickly] Amen.
Dwight: [begins playing recorder]
Pam: [singing] Just smile for me and let the day begin. You are the sunshine that lights my heart within... on the wings of love ...
so, it wasn't really like that. but it was close enough.
in the end, the auditors came, and there was not a dead bird there to greet them. they don't even know they should be grateful.
the end.
anyway, the dead little bird was there monday morning, and a customer service rep came in complaining about it. the dead little bird was still there this morning, when the same customer service reps complained about it. seeing as how auditors were coming, we decided to move it out of sight. having a dead bird by your doorstep is not very inviting or professional.
someone suggested a memorial service, so when my manager brought out a dustpan and scooped up the dead little bird, i said a few words. it was a very moving ceremony. unfortunately, it was only a little bit like the episode of The Office where they have a funeral for a dead bird. quote time!
Pam: I'd also like to say a few words if that's okay.
Michael: Yes.
Pam: What do we know about this bird? You might think, "Not much. It's just a bird." But we do know some things. We know it was a local bird. Maybe it's that same bird that surprised Oscar that one morning with a special present from above.
Kevin: Oh, I remember that. That was SO funny.
Pam: And we know how he died. Flying into the glass doors. But you know what? I don't think he was being stupid. I think he just really, really wanted to come inside our building to spread his cheer and lift our spirits with a song.
Dwight: He's not a songbird.
Michael: Shhh.
Pam: An impression, then. Lastly, we can't help but notice that he was by himself when he died, but of course, we all know that doesn't mean he was alone. Because I'm sure that there were lots of other birds out there who cared for him very much. He will not be forgotten.
Angela: [quickly] Amen.
Dwight: [begins playing recorder]
Pam: [singing] Just smile for me and let the day begin. You are the sunshine that lights my heart within... on the wings of love ...
so, it wasn't really like that. but it was close enough.
in the end, the auditors came, and there was not a dead bird there to greet them. they don't even know they should be grateful.
the end.
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