M: Trance - Entry for 23 March 2075
PERSONALINTELLIGENCEBLITZKRIEG
Well. Not sure what to say about work, save that Ziggy has officially lost it. At least Opus is the Duckie to my Andie; small blessings, as it were, but the amount of pink that Ringwald wore in that movie moves me to the point of nausea. Iona? The new girl. The new girl who, for the record, is apparently "envious" of my being Andie fucking Walsh but won't trade because she's afraid of pissing off Ziggy? The fuck. She probably has more piles of putrid mauve fabric hiding around her house than the C.E.O.'s wife, and she got Iona. I think Ziggy, if he's going to be intent on us wearing "new and exciting things," might just want to cut to the chase for next Friday and finally admit that having us dress up in "Circus Chic" is en vogue for the shop. Opus will be a circus peanut. I'll be cotton candy. New girl, winning out yet again, will be popcorn.
Enough of this. The server's not for bitching, it's for business, and business I shall conduct:
- find/mutilate pink dress (fucking New Wave)
- pick up notebooks (10 ct.) + pens (25 pk.)
- coffee (larger bulk??)
- groceries for CR (suspect fruit is first missing)
- Black Swans in Sheffield
- schedule for next wk.
- outline old, new business for weekly mtg.
- reorg. notebook stacks
- coord. w/Hacker Div. for news on Project website access
- leads on student registries (AFFLUENT BOROUGHS)
- finalize set list (??? - talk to Punk about this)
- pick up strings @ work
- troubleshoot amp cord malfunction (elect. tape?)
- talk venues @ next practice
- ask around on circuit for gigs in need of openers
- ask March re: project
Well. Not sure what to say about work, save that Ziggy has officially lost it. At least Opus is the Duckie to my Andie; small blessings, as it were, but the amount of pink that Ringwald wore in that movie moves me to the point of nausea. Iona? The new girl. The new girl who, for the record, is apparently "envious" of my being Andie fucking Walsh but won't trade because she's afraid of pissing off Ziggy? The fuck. She probably has more piles of putrid mauve fabric hiding around her house than the C.E.O.'s wife, and she got Iona. I think Ziggy, if he's going to be intent on us wearing "new and exciting things," might just want to cut to the chase for next Friday and finally admit that having us dress up in "Circus Chic" is en vogue for the shop. Opus will be a circus peanut. I'll be cotton candy. New girl, winning out yet again, will be popcorn.
Enough of this. The server's not for bitching, it's for business, and business I shall conduct:
- Mambo. I E You're a hand at driving cars, right?
- Punk. Going to the grocery, figure you can't be arsed to get out. Do you need anything? Well. Make that anything that doesn't involve the word "Twinkie," of course. Such examples include the following: "ham for sandwiches," "bananas" or "orange juice because I know it's cold season, Trance, and am in need of Vitamin C in order to insure that I'm in top shape for the gig in a month." Respond post-haste, or you are getting all three of these things and no Twinkies anyway. Also included in the package: vitamins. Not the ones you chew, either.
- Blitzkrieg. Speaking of food, anything you want in particular for dinner before practice? I'll m pick something up after work.
- Opus. You'll be there at work on Friday, right? If I don't have fellow prom reject there, it will be devastating. Also, those bo pipes you were looking after in inventory'll be in.
- March. I've a request for your handiwork, if that's alright. I understand if you're busy, of course, but if you could possibly do me the honor of this favor, I'd be greatly obliged.