Showing posts with label the asshole. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the asshole. Show all posts

Friday, December 14, 2012

Hello From Boringtown

It is a Friday night here in the Conky Abode...A. is on the couch eating sherbet watching some heinous show - she has been torturing me all night with hideous TV...She went back to work today...survived but was so tired she skipped a party and opted to stay home and just rest. Awwww.

She was just using the thesaurus (gawd forbid) to try and pick a name for the peppermint lip balm I am making that she is giving to her friends for xmas...I am not sure I have ever seen her use a thesaurus. ha.

I have headphones on to block out the horrible TV show...I am listening to Heart this evening...gawd dammit I love Heart.

Last day at the old office today...not gunna lie - that power pack up yesterday was intense...I had about 10 layers of dried sweat on me by the time I was done. Today was easier - last minute stuff...got to leave at 130 pm. I did not feel at all sad walking out of there for the lat time...mainly b/c the bldg is SO incredibly hot that I was glad to know I wouldn't have to walk into that sauna-like place again...I have come to terms with the fact I have to work with ppl again...especially "the asshole"...worse thing is, on Monday "the asshole" is going to front and center being the office move dictator in the new bldg. I can hear it all now...blabbing orders at people...trying to be funny and failing miserably - fml.

I am suddenly itchy ALL OVER...."the asshole" gives me hives or something. Rude.

Absolutely nothing on the go this weekend and I cannot wait...........free agent......ahhh yes...thank you baby jesus b/c I am gunna need to rest up for next week which will be a complete gong show dealing with "the asshole", trying to unpack enough to resume work while in chaos...I am on holidays after next week so it is going to be nuts getting organized and caught up.

Not too many plans over xmas...Dec 22 I am having Kate and her 2 kids over for a sushi lunch as our pre-xmas get together/hang out...looking fwd to that...Xmas Eve A. and I usually have a group of friends over but seeing as we now are now inflicted with people living above and below us we aren't bothering at all b/c we know they will just be dicks about any noise and wreck our fun so....fuck them. We are meeting friends over at Dan's place for the festivities...we can cab home and be merry as shit without having to listen to ppl whining about their unrealistic concept of apartment life being disturbed. Fuckers. Nothing like paying a grand for rent and not even being able to have friends over for the evening.
Jerri & Zed will be in town at Xmas - Jer's sister just bought a house in Oak Bay so I am hoping that means they will come visit the city more so I can see them more often...I am sure we will see them over the holidays...A. and I are planning to go see a flick Xmas day... THIS IS 40  Looks funny and upbeat...Ultimately I would love to go see Les Miserables but I already know I will be weeping my way through that one b/c the friggin trailer alone makes me all misty...so I am saving that one to go see alone after Xmas.

The cat is being her usual dinkus self and spending her days mangling my Xmas tree and ornaments...yesterday I came home to my egg on the floor and 2 peanut reindeer on the floor with their antlers completely bent to shit. It makes me want to toss her off the balcony...but I won't. I am trying to barricade the tree with presents so she cannot jump up onto the table and get at it but there is a hole....so I am thinking I have to go buy a few more presents to fill the gap and prevent her from having easy access. Last night I was in my room, door closed, watching TV, A. was out in the living room sending me periodic pictures of the cat sitting outside my bedroom door just staring at it...willing it to open...just sitting there...waiting...psycho.

Barb: I guess b/c the tumor grew back faster than Barb's brain could heal from the brain surgery they were not able to start chemo/radiation and had to do a 2nd surgery instead...she is home now for the weekend and I was told chemo starts Monday...I hope so....it seems it will be her only chance to survive this b/c the tumor is so fast growing it is very dangerous. The cancer/tumor she has is Glioblastoma Multiforme At best it seems treatment will only be buying her some time and not much of it either...which is rather depressing. :|

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Bad Cat

Barb
Ahh man poor Barb - back in for emergency brain surgery yesterday...apparently the 2 weeks since the tumor was removed it grew back 4x the original size...She called me today and left me a message...speech was better than it has been but still messed up but saying such lovely things...and being so positive and funny. I really do hope she can pull through this...such a beautiful lady.

Then of course the day of deep meaningfulness and reflection about what is truly important in life is marred by some self important narcissist who does little more than irritate me at every opportunity...you know the type...they think they are so interesting and think everyone hangs in their every word and move...and when they realize you don't the drama starts....no time for that - ohhh no. High school ended 25 yrs ago sister - piss off.

Off to the oral surgeon tomorrow to get A's follow up appointment over with...I am reallllly hoping there is no dry socket nightmare in there...how that appt goes will determine whether A goes to work or not...she figures she will go if the dentist doesn't mess with her mouth too badly...she is still in a lot of pain for it being a week later...gawd. Hoping this can ease up so she can resume life again...plus then maybe I could sit on the couch again and watch a tv show ahahhaha

Packing has started at work finally...Friday is our last day in the old office...Saw pics of the new office...I have nice windows...and a fine desk...despite having to be around ppl and THE ASSHOLE of course. Speaking of THE ASSHOLE ~ she is still an asshole. Don't worry - more stories to come about her in the weeks to come.

Dear Cat - stop messing with my tree you Jerk.


Sunday, December 09, 2012

Impending Doom

OK....well we have both survived 5 days of post wisdom teeth extraction...don't know if she can go to work tomorrow or not but the swelling has gone down some even though the pain level hasn't changed much...the percocets are pretty strong but she still can't make the 4 hour mark without the pain taking over and suffering for that last 1.5 hrs. Really hoping tomorrow is a bit better...she did not like the percocets at 1st but has warmed up to them a bit b/c they are much more effective than T3s. Will be glad when she sees the dentist Wed morning and has it all checked out. Hopefully she can open her mouth by then b/c she can't now hahhaa

Back to work tomorrow...not gunna lie...dreading the shit out of it. This whole week really...I will have a bunch of catch up to do which I don't mind...I love to be busy at work but WE MOVE THIS FRIDAY and as far as I can tell no real packing has started b/c we got boxes so late so I dunno how packing up the whole office is gunna work this week on top of being busy. Not in love with this move at all...NOT looking fwd to it in the slightest...I don't think I realized - even despite detesting the bldg we are in - how partial I was to a small, 4 person office situation...the thought of being back on a floor full of people and the inevitable social bullshit & politics and 'THE ASSHOLE' who I dread seeing daily...well - not in love, not in love at all.

Have a told you about the asshole? She is a prize...I have met her a few times in person at different work functions but her main assholeness is via email...she is such a condescending twat to me for no real reason (I am not singled out - she is an equal opportunity asshole to most ppl) part of me looks fwd to fucking with her a little and another part of me dreads the reality that her fucking face is going to be a daily horror for me. This is what I hate about work environments...you can't go grade 9 bully on people without getting in shit even if they earn every penny of it. This means I am forced to use the ~dark ways~ to cause the asshole some discomfort...which is ok but I would rather channel my genius for more positive purposes. Mindfuckery is a hard job even when you are good at it.

The tree is up...the lights are up...it looks very festive here. Our wee tree just fits all my favorite things but I do think I want a bigger one next year. Maybe after xmas I will score one for cheap in preparation.


Love these skull lights!
These bacon and egg decorations are the cutest things ever...


Had to make a Mr Poo decoration of course...

The Blow Job Mermaid decoration...

New pickle from Ayla's Grammy...it talks...haha Super cute.

 
Awww Grandad...xo