How-dee thar folks

[p0tat0es]

I'm hoping to be able to view this damn thing tonight maybe. Depends if I can get up to Broadway tonight. I haven't checked my email in forever either. Anyway, I got moved to the 5th floor (Accounting) in my building. I have a bigger desk, and it made out of nice wood (at least I think it is. It might be an IKEA Special in disguise). I sit in the corner of my...um, partition? I don't know what to call it. It's not a cubicle. All the walls are glass, so you feel like yr in a fishbowl. More like an aquarium, actually. The people I work with now seem pretty OK. I find it ironic that I work these jobs in departments like Accounting, or Sales Audit, or Financial Services, and I absolutely 100% suck at math. Not that what I do really involves that much actual math skill. I just fill out form letters and fax things; said things contain credit card numbers, so therefore it's an accounting function. As long as I don't actually have to a-count anything, I'm in good shape.

I'm listening to the new Enemymine CD, and there's this little part on track 7 that sounds a lot like this one A Minor Forest song, the title of which escapes me. Quiet distorted bass and something that sounds like a cello. It wuz purdy.

w0rd uP suX0r3z

Comments

Yippee Skippy

[beulah.livejournal.com]

Hey homez, I've missed your wisdom. Hurry up and get internet access at home so we never have to be without you again.
Word.

Re: Yippee Skippy

[p0tat0es.livejournal.com]

Soon, young Jedi...soon. I should be getting hooked up at home shortly.

And I'm flattered you'd refer to anything I write as "wisdom". It's pure cheeze whiz.