Happy Kiss an Irish Day

My grandparents were immigrants from Dublin, Ireland so I expect plenty of kisses today. Maybe a few on my blarney stone.

Another day with no IT presence on-site.... hmmm wonder how many "hey-you's" I will encounter. My mouse doesn't work. My laptop won't turn on. I COULD NEVER WORK ON A HELPDESK. How lucky am I that I didnt' take that job at Aegis Mortgage. That was a Helpdesk position with absolutely zero human interaction.

I am making the most of my cube. It is almost bearable save for the afternoon when the production dudes come up off the floor and start debating tithing and if Jesus pays interest. It is hard to program or focus on anything with them yelling to be heard over each other. My headphones are useless at this point.

BREAKING NEWS: My ex-wife is a bonafide swinger. She was so excited to tell me. Why you ask was I talking to her in the first place, the IRS thing remember? I will have to keep you posted on the developments as she slips further into debauchery and finds cryptic ways of informing me. Oh as a side bar, she was a frigid bitch that went months without sex while we were married.

The big parade is tomorrow and I am happy as hell. This is my favorite one all parade season and rightly so as it rivals even Spanish town as the best parade in Baton Rouge. (Mardi gras parade + green beads + green beer = St Pat's Parade in Baton Rouge.)

anyways,
Good Travels!

(What is the use of having a company wide email and voice mail system when everyone ignores them?)