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Saturday, Saturday, Ssaturday

Posted 3 years ago at 1:15 pm. 3 comments

I never realised that Saturdays, especially the kind you aren’t required to work on, have so much potential. Think about it this way-

Friday night is out. You’re either tired from getting up so early to go to work early, and as such you don’t really feel like doing a god damned thing. Saturday rolls around, you’re all refreshed from not doing a great deal on Friday night. Unfortunately, most of my saturdays consist of me cleaning my perpetually messy jess-cave and listening to music all day.

A decent Saturday has both good points and bad points. I’ll start with the negatives;
- Children have the day off school and thus if you go into public, there’s guaranteed to be screaming, crying, bumping into them, them bumping into you, them wanting to ask you why you have x and not y. I’m not the biggest fan of children, and Saturday seems to bring out the worst in them.
- Drinking is expensive on a Saturday. Compared to say, a Thursday at the RE, you’ll pay at least double the amount of money on drinks. There’s rarely any sweet deals on drinks on Saturdays.
- I always get sunburnt. If and when I leave my house on a Saturday, I come home sunburnt. I know that sounds odd, but it doesn’t happen any other day.

Fortunately for me, there are a large number of positives to accompany the negatives.
- People are more relaxed on a weekend, and unless they already have plans, they’ll generally do whatever’s going.
- Better bands play at the basement.
- Sleeping in.
- You don’t have work the next day, and as a result you can do whatever you like that night.
- Saturday Night’s Alright (For Fighting) :P
- It’s not a Sunday (I’ll rant about Sundays later. Grr, sundays.)
…and there are more, I just can’t be bothered listing them all off for you.

In any event, I support work free Saturdays. Sitting around listening to music is awesome.

You must think I’m stupid.

Posted 3 years ago at 12:18 pm. 0 comments

Mmmkay, so, how much of a retard does he think I am?

I’ve already typed this out a bunch of times already, but “I have to put the car in” and then not fucking doing it is the weakest fucking excuse i’ve ever heard in my entire life from that fuckhole.

Although I’ve had my suspicions, I can pretty much confirm that he thinks I’m an idiot.

About Me.

Posted 3 years ago at 2:06 pm. 3 comments

Name?
Jessica Anne Atkinson.

Nicknames?
Jess, Jessmukkah.

Birthday?
14th of May, 1987.

Occupation?
I’m in IT.  I work for Judges.

Marital Status?
Umm.. I’d say taken.  Very, very taken :D

Location?
Lutwyche.

Music?
http://www.last.fm/user/jessmukkah

Movies?
Too many to list!
Games?
UT2004, Quake 3, Tekken, THPS3, Sonic, Bubsy, Tetrinet (Me > You at the Tetrinets), SnakeII, Diablo 2, Armagetron etc.

…win :)

Posted 3 years ago at 11:59 pm. 6 comments

I had a great day at work.

Here, read a quiz.

This Is My Life, Rated
Life: 6.7
Mind: 6.4
Body: 5.9
Spirit: 6.5
Friends/Family: 3.5
Love: 4.6
Finance: 6.9
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

MY LIFE RULES MAN. RULES!

Also, another thing. Dear faggot. I hate you. Stop screwing me around. Kthxbi.

Edit: No really. Fuck off.

:D

Posted 3 years ago at 12:23 am. 4 comments

I just had an amazing conversation with one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met.

Person, you know who you are- thankyou for being pretty much the best person I know, always making me feel better when I’m sad, and always being there for me, no matter how stubborn or angry I get at you.

Thankyou for loving me for me, and making me feel like I matter to you.

Love you lots and lots and lots.