Friday, March 12, 2004
ive been known to crack my neck. numerous times per day in fact. id say, approximately 25 times, though it actually only cracks about 10 of those times. today, one of the ten almost robbed me of my eyesight. after cracking my neck my vision went all crazy colors, bright purple, orange, yellow and red. happily my regular vision with the colors im accustomed to returned after about 5 seconds
a few days ago i wrote about my bosses boss and how he was a killing machine UFC fighter. come to find out today, he is still very active in UFC competition and has been known to come to work sporting various bandages, eyepatches, slings, stitches and casts in a fightclubesque manner. there is no doubt in my mind that this guy could, and more importantly would, tear my torso into pieces if he wanted to.
Thursday, March 11, 2004
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Tuesday, March 09, 2004
Monday, March 08, 2004
Mark Lefebvre. this man is my bosses boss. my office is directly adjacent to his. passive aggressive is his nature, going straight to my boss whenever he catches me on the computer. never will he tell me first, in fact, ive exchanged no more than 10 words with the man. unfortunately afflicted with a perma-scowl, i am deathly afraid and intimidated by him. when i spoke to my boss about my fears, he laughed and laughed. after telling me my fears were in fact very justified, he added that Mark is a former UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship) fighter. for the uninformed/girls, this is the best (read: toughest, most gruesome) fighting league that is legal in the united states. basically it means that this guy is an animal. consequently, ive begun bringing a sharpened stick to work for protection.