This was an interesting week, but I'm glad it's over, so I can enjoy Spring Break by sleeping a lot.
On Sunday, I went to the scary bar by my house. A friend knew the bartended and kept giving me free shots. It was sweet. This friend's roommate said he'd make homemade absinthe for me, but he needed money. He kept asking me for money. It was kind of strange. I stayed out until 4:30 am. I was supposed to wake up at 6:30 to go to work. I tried but was still drunk, so I decided to just skip and sleep. I didn't want to go to work and act and smell like my clients.
At work, the judges are complaining that we're not doing our work. So everyone is freaking out. The boss walked into the office and made it seem like the interns were the problem. No. The problem is that coked out alcoholic is lazy and doesn't want to actually do work and organize the program so it actually runs efficiently. Annoying. (He actually did get arrested a few months ago for a DUI and possession of coke).
On Wednesday, I hung out in the afternoon at work hoping to see a trial. A real trial. They all settled. Bastards!
Then on Thursday I had procrastinated writing my ethics paper for my stupid research credits. I went to Beaners for a while to study. This guy came up to me and said, "that is the smallest laptop I've ever seen!" And I'm like "It's 12 inches." He's like "Whoa!". I roll my eyes. He then asks what I'm doing, I'm writing a paper, why?, for a class, what are you taking?, ethics, what is your major?, I'm in law school, well you look busy so let me talk to you for the next hour. And he did. One hour. He and his wife talked to me. They were nice, but it was strange. Also, the guy thought he was funny and he wasn't. The wife and husband got into a tiff too, because the hubby said that his son wouldn't probably play football for UofM, but the wife said he could do anything he wanted. Anyway, after the hour long crap conversation, the guy offered me a job in insurance. I said I'm kind of doing the law thing right now, so I'm going to follow through on that. Then they left.
I turned in my paper on Friday and my professor asked what I didn't like about the course. Oy! What a loaded question! I told her I liked it (true) but the most annoying thing is in the rule book there are not rule numbers or section numbers at the top so it's difficult to flip through. She wrote the text book and the rule book, so she could change it. She actually loved that suggestion and called the publisher right there! That's power. That's Debra.
Now it's spring break. i wanted to sleep in this morning, but some stupid telemarketer called from 5/3 bank FOUR TIMES. I tried ignoring it, but they kept calling and not leaving a message. It said unknown so I didn't answer. I thought it may be CRO so I was scared to answer. The last time I answered and told them to bugger off. At first I thought it may be Jenn, so i called her and she said it wasn't. Urg. I'm still in bed. I wish someone would bring me food in bed. Like pancakes. OMG. I want pancakes so bad right now. I may have to go to iHop. Oy! I want pancakes so bad. This is awful. I don't want to get up, but I want pancakes! I wish iHop still had the never ending pancake thing. I would like to try to see how many I can eat, but I know that would not feel good later. Seriously. I'm obsessing over pancakes. And coffee. And hashbrowns covered in Cholula, which is my new favorite condiment du jour. I wish a pancake truck would spill outside my apartment.
And finally I found out that there is a 5 year old kid in Ann Arbor doing Kelly Sipowicz impressions. I should have trademarked it. That kid better not steal my character! I should trademark "Rose" with Jessica too. I don't know who invented her exactly, but it was kind of a joint effort. I know that Jessica made up the names of her children: Guy and Joanie. "Joanie, where are my flipping pancakes and whisky?" *hack*
Actually, I think that Kelly, Rose and The Duck Who Likes Coffee are the same voice. I think I need a new character. Helium Boy had to be retired because I can't do it anymore.
I want pancakes. Pancakes! Glorious Pancakes!
