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Friday Five, done on Saturday afternoon...
Nov. 8th, 2003 11:56 am1. What food do I love that most people hate.
Cottage cheese with french dressing. Not something I eat very often, but whenever I'm at a salad bar, that's something I must have.
2. What food do I hate that most people love.
Honey. I hate real honey so much, it makes me gag. I have no idea why, I'm not allergic to it or anything, but the thought of eating it makes me sick.
3. What famous person that most find appealing, is unattractive to me.
Those Hilton sisters, they look like stick insects.
4. What famous person that most find unappealing, is attractive to me.
Alton Brown, the Good Eats cooking show guy. The way he fills out a bowling shirt is absolutely devastating.
5. A popular trend that baffles me.
At the end of a movie, shown on TV, they scrunch down the credits so small, or run them so fast (or both), that it's impossible to read them. I know they do this so they can run ads during the credits, but it's infuriating, and I can't understand why movie buffs put up with it!
Plenty of stuff to report.
I hate my job so much, but I'm trapped for the moment. My boss, who hates me, just told me I must add a new procedure that will make tons of extra work every day. Most days I can barely finish everything else on time, so this will be bad. When things start getting left unfinished, guess who'll get in trouble?
I haven't written much lately, I've been falling asleep on the couch every night. Sometimes I just stay there. I've been trying to write a letter to She-Who-Is-On-That-Big-Boat-Trip-And-We-Can't-Say-Her-Name-Cuz-She-Has-A-Privacy-Thing. She's written to me twice now, and everything indicates that she's having the time of her life. I'm happy for her, and I really miss her. I've been writing up a Halloween report of what costumes everyone wore to the party a few weeks ago. But now I'm stuck. Her last letter, dated Oct 15th, sounded like she hadn't heard about Martin's death yet. Maybe she's heard by now, I don't know. Perhaps everyone who's been writing to her, thought someone else gave her the news. It's hard to know how to word it, she was friends with him for far longer than I knew him. I don't want my letter to be a total downer, but it looks like that's just what it's going to be.
Speaking of downers, Mr. Coffee Date Guy turned out to be a dud. He waited four days to tell me he didn't want to talk to me again, because he met someone he liked better. I'm going to go live in a hole now..
-Julie
Cottage cheese with french dressing. Not something I eat very often, but whenever I'm at a salad bar, that's something I must have.
2. What food do I hate that most people love.
Honey. I hate real honey so much, it makes me gag. I have no idea why, I'm not allergic to it or anything, but the thought of eating it makes me sick.
3. What famous person that most find appealing, is unattractive to me.
Those Hilton sisters, they look like stick insects.
4. What famous person that most find unappealing, is attractive to me.
Alton Brown, the Good Eats cooking show guy. The way he fills out a bowling shirt is absolutely devastating.
5. A popular trend that baffles me.
At the end of a movie, shown on TV, they scrunch down the credits so small, or run them so fast (or both), that it's impossible to read them. I know they do this so they can run ads during the credits, but it's infuriating, and I can't understand why movie buffs put up with it!
Plenty of stuff to report.
I hate my job so much, but I'm trapped for the moment. My boss, who hates me, just told me I must add a new procedure that will make tons of extra work every day. Most days I can barely finish everything else on time, so this will be bad. When things start getting left unfinished, guess who'll get in trouble?
I haven't written much lately, I've been falling asleep on the couch every night. Sometimes I just stay there. I've been trying to write a letter to She-Who-Is-On-That-Big-Boat-Trip-And-We-Can't-Say-Her-Name-Cuz-She-Has-A-Privacy-Thing. She's written to me twice now, and everything indicates that she's having the time of her life. I'm happy for her, and I really miss her. I've been writing up a Halloween report of what costumes everyone wore to the party a few weeks ago. But now I'm stuck. Her last letter, dated Oct 15th, sounded like she hadn't heard about Martin's death yet. Maybe she's heard by now, I don't know. Perhaps everyone who's been writing to her, thought someone else gave her the news. It's hard to know how to word it, she was friends with him for far longer than I knew him. I don't want my letter to be a total downer, but it looks like that's just what it's going to be.
Speaking of downers, Mr. Coffee Date Guy turned out to be a dud. He waited four days to tell me he didn't want to talk to me again, because he met someone he liked better. I'm going to go live in a hole now..
-Julie
