Bye Bye MG!

Last day at the office. There are no solemn church bells ringing (thank goodness), but some seem to be feeling a loss already. Or maybe its just lies.

Anyways, I am looking forward to starting out at the Big D. Yay. New people, new company, new culture, new work, new me.

Had a quarter liquid lunch with the girls today. Very similar to my first day at the office, except for the glass and half of wine I had today, the ribs in the doggy bag and a more talkative me. And I wasnt freezing my bum while tanning my face on the first day. I think I was tanning everything on the first day

I wish I could say something deep and meaningful about my last day, but I cant. It has been fun, it has been rich, it has been knowledgeable, it has been slightly irritating and unsatisfactory, it has been experiential.

Thank you folks. My name is Annie and you are my first company.

Resigning

My first resignation. Today around half 11. Felt so bad for leaving the company in the lurch. Thats the thing with these small companies... one person down, everyone feels the strain. 2 people leaving, the noose is around the neck, 1 going on maternity leave soon and another wants to leave.. shit is going to hit the fan.

When I went to hand in the resignation letter my heart was beating hard.. like the times when I get myself into deep deep shit. I wasn't scared, as I tried to explain to Jim, I just didnt want to hurt any feelings. A sentimental phool.

Anyways, I am over that now.

I took Rogue at 130km/hour this weekend. I also nearly crashed into a Merc cos I didnt wait long enough at the robots. Decided I was just as bad as the BMW bastard drivers. Especially when Appy drove Pramod's car at 80 and I just sat and thought that it would be better if I drove...

This weekend should be fun. Danni's party, seeing Jules, Black Eyed Peas with Jules and Anita. The Big D on Monday. At 8!! Oh I am soo going to miss the 9 o'clock working day...

Trying to figure out the Quintessential Me

Found something interesting that supports my fetish with all things UK: The Macc Lads. (Thanks to Wes.. funny guy.. work wouldnt be the same without him :)

The Macc Ladds: bawdy, raucous lyrics about booze, sex and chicks. Extremely derogatory towards the female gender, but none the less entertaining.. if you have the balls for it.

So before someone hits me with a 'mallu girls dont do this' card, because of advice from certain people I have decided to (try) and embrace the quintessential me. The QM. The one and only Annie Anpu and xasyde. The AAx (I like the ring of that). Anyways the QM and AAx has decided to stop hiding behind a mallu facade and will from this day on go forth and gloriously proclaim who she is.

Lets start now.

QM and AAx likes to go clubbing. A good night out is directly propotional to the quantity of alcohol consumed, the preferred music, the maites, the ego and the appreciated-ness of males and females (I am not gay or bi, I just like to be loved :)

QM and AAx likes sports, gets along better with males than females, prefers vodka as poison of choice and needs some TLC once in a while.

Oh yeah.. and the next guy who pisses of QM and AAx will get kicked in the nuts. I didnt do that to Casper cos I was drunk and I didnt do that to Dony cos I was wondering what the fuck was wrong with him.

Heh.. thats one guy that, when I see him (hopefully not) I will think "thats one fucking ugly monkey".

Come play with Muttly!!

I so miss having a doggy that I resorted to virtual adoption!







I decided to play with my new pet for a while. Clickety click, little Muttly followed my mouse with his clockwork toy head, yapped and pranced on his hind legs when I clicked on him. Then I spotted the bag of puhpee treats. Click on bag, get little yellow bone. Little yellow bone is attched to mouse pointer. Click when little yellow bone is by puhpee's mouth. Stoopid thing does his yap and prance routine. Now I am trying to figure out how to get the mutt to eat.

Its actually fun to move the mouse around Muttly's head in short quick circles. It seriously looks like he is getting dizzy!

Life and everything else

The psycho testing went well. Besides the freezer that they stuck me in and the mouse without a scrolly thing in the middle (cos that sacrilege.. all mouses MUST have the scrolly thing. They should learn to evolve).

Anyways, as I was driving back to work (some time around 1 in the afternoon) I realized that I wasnt looking at life and work as a reality. It was as if it happens and I am just living it. Like I cant really control how and where my life takes me, its just a road that I follow. Not even a need to or want to follow. I. Just. Do.

Methinks I need a good dose of alcohol to bring reality back. Hehe.. cos reality involves alcohol.

Yesterday was a special day. I spoke to Nix on MSN. Steve and Anitha smsed (Steve was thinking about me :). Jules phoned. I invited her to the BEP concert.

*News Flash* I went to pick up the BEP tickets today. There is gold dust sitting in my R35 handbag :)

Speaking of, as I walked into Fourways mall I analysed my outfit. R40 shoes. R99 pants. R35 bra. R28 underwear and R240 shirt. Such a mish mash of cheepskate and bling bling.

Changes

Another day of snuggling for 5 more minutes under the blanket until 8, another day of racing traffic hoping that the BMW bastard driver behind me doesnt kiss my bumper, another day of sitting in front of the computer all day long, copying and pasting, doing printscreens, and some html.

The only thing I am looking forward to is tomorrow's appointment with The Big D. I really think they want me to come in for psychometric testing cos I told them I wanted to join a rifle club. Or maybe its cos I had 5 hours of sleep that fateful week last year. Or maybe its cos they think I am a pathological liar and they want to catch me out. Or maybe its cos I am paranoid and I think everyone is out to get me.

Note to self: Must find CV from some dark corner. Must write up CV and send to everyone. Must apply for better job. Must become action figure.