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Oct. 2nd, 2000
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Oct. 2nd, 2000 10:29 amGah, I have to work. How I hate it. I ought be be in bed now, happily snoozing away, not sitting in this office and waiting for them folks to show up. I don't think I like dealing with people. I'd rather just sit there and work on my own and when I'm ready to face people, I'll come out. That's what I like.
If I had to deal with people, I'd want to wear a mask. Like a characters in Walt Disney World! ^_^ That would be fun. You're just not yourself then. You don't have to watch your looks and expressions. You just sit in that costume and make sure that the people are having a good time and your biggest concern is how to increase their fun. I bet that's a nice thing to worry about.
"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask and he'll tell you the truth."
How true... Old Oscar sure knows.
If I had to deal with people, I'd want to wear a mask. Like a characters in Walt Disney World! ^_^ That would be fun. You're just not yourself then. You don't have to watch your looks and expressions. You just sit in that costume and make sure that the people are having a good time and your biggest concern is how to increase their fun. I bet that's a nice thing to worry about.
"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask and he'll tell you the truth."
How true... Old Oscar sure knows.
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Oct. 2nd, 2000 10:51 amIsn't it sad how you have to disinfect things after people have used it? Even if it's just a headphone they had over their ears, you still have to spray this stuff on it. As if they were covered with germs and bacteria. Which they probably are. But still... it appears so degrading to me. I don't want to do it when they have to see it. And I know I always feel bad when people do it in my presence. Like when you had an x-ray and they immediately start wiping the place where you had your chin, as if you were something slimy and disgusting.... And you get paranoid, too. When you're handling the disinfection spray all the time, you start seeing germs all over. You use it on your hands all the time, making your skin become brittle and dry. And when people shake your hand, you immediately get the urge to wash them.
How sad it is...
How sad it is...
PM-AM-Mayhem
Oct. 2nd, 2000 03:59 pmFunny! It actually took me... I don't know how many years to realize that midnight is NOT 12 PM! Oh my God! o_O I must have confused gazillions of people! It just appeared logical to me. You know... the day starts with one and ends with 12. Ergo, 1 AM goes up to 12 AM, which is noon and then starts with 1 PM and goes up to 12 PM, which is midnight. Seemed all perfectly logical to me. And now I started pondering over this journal, thinking if it had some kind of bug with that weird 12 AM in between in the wee of the night. Until my bro kindly informed me that 12 PM actually was noon and not midnight. Hell! I almost died stupid! LOL
Okay, now I know... 12 PM = noon. All set! ^_^
But still... where's the logic? PM means Past Midday, no? So, techically, 12 o'clock isn't past midday yet, but exactly on it. So, one minute after 12 o'clock (1201 Nato time) would be past midday. Ergo, 12 PM being on midnight seems to be more logical, being WELL past midday! LOL
And AM means Ante Meridiem, if I'm informed correctly. Okay, that means literally before noon, but many think it's after midnight. Now that would make it really confusing. Because 12 o'clock at night (2400 Nato time) isn't after midnight, but exactly midnight. But that's wrong anyway, so screw that. So, let's see... before noon.... to me that would include noon, actually...
ARGH! I'm just getting confused. Thank God I usually use Nato time anyway!
Okay, now I know... 12 PM = noon. All set! ^_^
But still... where's the logic? PM means Past Midday, no? So, techically, 12 o'clock isn't past midday yet, but exactly on it. So, one minute after 12 o'clock (1201 Nato time) would be past midday. Ergo, 12 PM being on midnight seems to be more logical, being WELL past midday! LOL
And AM means Ante Meridiem, if I'm informed correctly. Okay, that means literally before noon, but many think it's after midnight. Now that would make it really confusing. Because 12 o'clock at night (2400 Nato time) isn't after midnight, but exactly midnight. But that's wrong anyway, so screw that. So, let's see... before noon.... to me that would include noon, actually...
ARGH! I'm just getting confused. Thank God I usually use Nato time anyway!
The Literary Cavalry underneath my House
Oct. 2nd, 2000 05:46 pmI reserved a copy of "The Vampire Lestat" at the StaBi, this huge library in the heart of Munich. It's always so much fun dealing with it! I placed my order today and was told it'll be ready for pick-up on Oct. 10th, 12 PM (that's midnight, folks *snerk*). That is, they actually expect me to believe that it'll take them 8 goddamn days to move their ass over to the shelf, take the book and place it on the cart for me to get it! Yeah right! Okay, I know it's a huge place, but puleeeeze!
This reminds me of this very amusing episode last term when I wanted to get the book earlier than this since I thought this was a tad bit long and the lady behind the desk said in this saucy tone: "Oh, of course, Mylady, we can jump on our cavalry horses at once and speed down all the 100 miles of shelves to get the book just for you!"
At this point I might add that my hometown is no less than 75 miles away from Munich which sorta means that the shelves go underground all the way through Bavaria, past my parents' house and many many others! This image of a blue-liveried guy, wearing a gold-rimmed chapeau and shiny black leather boots immediately jumped at me, how he mounted his horse, blowing his horn and taking off to go on his long and tiring journey... *chuckle*
I must have bowled over, laughing. That nice lady almost kicked me out!
This reminds me of this very amusing episode last term when I wanted to get the book earlier than this since I thought this was a tad bit long and the lady behind the desk said in this saucy tone: "Oh, of course, Mylady, we can jump on our cavalry horses at once and speed down all the 100 miles of shelves to get the book just for you!"
At this point I might add that my hometown is no less than 75 miles away from Munich which sorta means that the shelves go underground all the way through Bavaria, past my parents' house and many many others! This image of a blue-liveried guy, wearing a gold-rimmed chapeau and shiny black leather boots immediately jumped at me, how he mounted his horse, blowing his horn and taking off to go on his long and tiring journey... *chuckle*
I must have bowled over, laughing. That nice lady almost kicked me out!
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Oct. 2nd, 2000 11:34 pmOkay, I need to write now. I should stop watching TV! Sheesh! It's a vicious circle. I'm not interested in this crap at all, but my bro is watching it and I don't want to go somewhere else, because this is the warmest and most comfortable room in the house. So I have to sit here, with earplugs and headphones to zone out the TV and getting increasingly pissed. I really hate it that my laptop gets so hot. My thighs are boiling! Why do they call these things laptops anyway??? You can't keep them on it for long anyway! Gods, I'm HOT!
