Tag: ed wood


I’m having a good day. I have Potato Chips, and Sleepy Hollow on DVD, and I just got me a paid LJ *Nods.* So now I has more loffy places for moreloffy User Icons. I loff it with Ichabod faints. He sooooooo cute like that. *Higgles.* I’ve come to the conclusion that I like Johnny Depp best in Tim Burton Movies. *Nods.* He’s always quite clean looking then. I must hurry though and see Edward Scissorhands before Corpse Bride Comes out. *Nods.*

Had Sushi last night watching it (yes I’m watching it AGAIN within 24 hours, I loff it that much.) Which were yummay. I deserve it too cause yesh… I’m totaly buying Ed Wood with the Amazon Gift Certificate I’ve been saving since I did that usability test *Higgles.* Jeepers this entry has alot of tags. *Grins.* That’s because I’m jumping all over contextually *Nods.*

I have to go back thru my journal and get the rest of these tags in order. *Nods.* I used to use the memoried alot like this… so I’ll fix that.

Wheeeeeeeeeee… Oh look…. he’s fainted again. *Swoon.*


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Your stupid minds. Stupid. Stupid.

I think I’m going to start wearing Angora Sweaters to work.

Well… if I can find one I can afford. And I’ll be doing this for 2 reasons:

1. It’s fracking FREEZING in that office.

2. The amount of re-writing and general “psh”ing of my work is making me feel an awful lot like Ed Wood, in that I want to storm off into another room and start screaming about how STUPID the people I work with are.

Yeah… I watched Ed Wood last night. Johnny Depp looks spectacular in a dress. *Loffs on him.* Yesh… so I’m a recent convert to the “I 3 Johnny” Club. The guy is terrificly attractive. Yes, he looked kinda scummy in PotC, and down right scary in “Secret Window” but every time you put him together with Tim Burton he cleans up VERY nicely. I returned “Ed Wood” and rented “Sleepy Hollow.” So I’m on a little Johnny Depp Kick. *Higgles.* I think I’m going to buy a copy of “Ed Wood” cause yesh… Johnny Depp in a Dress… Mmmmm….

Anyhow, back to the Angora Sweaters.

The guy in the next cubicle over from me has been called in to edit something I did earlier… because heaven forbid they give ME the feedback on my work and let ME do the changes to to code _I_ wrote… nuuuuu that would make SENSE. Why not give it to the fellow next to me, who can’t hand code to save his life, and then he shouts over the wall at me that my code is “crap” because he tried to edit it in Dreamweaver by just pulling on the tables, and everything didn’t automatically re-size like Dreamweavers self generated tables. I wanted to smack him with a bat. I mean for fecks sake, he complains about Dreamweaver… because he’d rather use Frontpage. FRONTPAGE.

He made a mess of my code and then tried to blame me.

And then there’s the woman our mutual boss likes to lend us to on occasion to do the weekly e-mailers. How did a computer illiterate woman wind up in the E-Marketing department? I have to explain to HER how to do things… it’s fracking rediculus. Then her computer doesn’t work and she freaks out… like it’s the file I sent her that screwed things up, but nooooooo… she’s gone and done lord only knows what to her computer on her own. This woman who can look at two things in Ariel Size 12, and say “Why are these different fonts?” THEY’RE NOT!!! Good God.

To Quote the Movie: “They’re driving me CRAZY! These [people] are stupid. Stupid. STUPID!”


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