A random post of randomness. Also, random.

Random the first:

Friday, we had a baseball game. Well, not work. But CR has a minor league team and every year there's a company outing. Buy a ticket, get good seats with free beer, free pop, free food, popcorn and nuts, etc. Before the game, to "celebrate," we were to wear our "favorite baseball shirts or jerseys" to work.

I'm wondering whose great idea this was. "Hey! I've got it! Let's shove a bunch of Cubs, Cardinals, Giants, Indians, Yankees and Red Sox fans ALL IN ONE ROOM together for six hours! Let's also make sure the room is SUPER hot today and let's steal their fan so they freak out looking for it when they all start to suffocate!"

I have an idea who it was. She will be dealt with accordingly.

The tally was: 6 Cubs shirts (once my manager showed up), 1 Indians shirt, 2 SF Giants shirts, 2 Yankees shirts, 4 Red Sox shirts and 3 Cardinals shirts. See who wins? Yeah, thought so.

But anyway, here's an email I sent to my friend on Friday (TO ESCAPE THE INSANITY), since you people like my conversations so much. I'm telling you, the wit, it's natural:

'Haha, the baseball gangness that’s going on is hilarious. Denny’s on the phone with an agent, making comments about all the cubs fans, I laughed at him and Amanda is like “sorry, I’m on his side” and I was like : O and then she’s like “I don’t like the Cards, either.” And I was like “well, I like the Red Sox, too” and her face drops and she’s like “I’m a Yankees fan!” And Krystal (in a Cards shirt) was standing right here stapling and we were both like “*GASP!!*” And Krystal’s like “the one time cubs and cards fans gang together” and I was like “I thought you were such a nice girl” to Amanda. And then “you really want to sit in the middle of the floor with no desk, don’t you?” and then I turned to Danielle and go “Danielle, I have bad news!” And she goes “what?” And I said “Amanda is a Yankees! fan!” and Danielle’s face just DROPS.

And the branch manager just walked in, wearing a cubs shirt and I gave him a double thumbs up and Denny sees him and goes “OH MY GOD ARE YOU SERIOUS” to the agent and then starts complaining, says he’s going to go to HR complaining and I turn to Andrea and go “this means we win, right?”'

Also, I will have a separate post about the game itself, later. SO MUCH FUN. (Wait, there was a baseball game?)

Random the second:

Yes, I'm posting during the middle of the day. I didn't sleep well last night and my stomach was meh when I woke up so I said "hey, I'm gonna take a sick day!" That's how awesome I am. And now I have a headache from sleeping too long. I'm such a bitch.

Ch-ch--ch-changes

Mm, Bowie. Gack, I haven't listened to God Bowie in so long. I must rectify that.

Anyway.

There's some things changing around these parts. Those that are frequenters of my LJ, not just reading mine through their style, will notice that I changed my layout back to my shark week layout that I had for about, all last year. I love hot pink. While I'm not sure it's my favorite color, it seems to encompass my personality well. Or so I'm told. And I picked the shark week banner because 1) I was inspired by Shark Week starting next Sunday (HOMG, GET THE POPCORN) and 2) it's a sentiment I agree with.

I'm also in the process of reorganizing all of my tags. While a bunch of entries lost their tags for the time being, that will be remedied. Promise.

Yes, I am that much of a nerd. Look at my icons list for cripes sake.

In other organization news, I've lost my Filofax. Anyone seen it? Because, um. Not cool. I think the reason why I keep myself (or attempt to) so ruthlessly organized is because I am actually quite scatterbrained--which I am. So, it's necessary that I force myself into this or I won't remember anything. I don't remember to pay bills, birthdays, send cards or gifts, appointments, meetings with friends, nothing if it's not written down. I even have a big whiteboard by my desk with a list of what bills are due when and how much--or I'd get to the end of the month and be like "crap, I should pay that." Often, this happens after I get phone calls saying WE ARE GOING TO CUT OFF YOUR SERVICE IF YOU DON'T PAY US, BIZNATCH. Cell phone companies are so touchy.

So, I need to find my Filofax. This might be in my trunk. Just about everything else I own is, although, I'm not quite sure how it got out of my purse because my purse hasn't been in there in weeks.

Also, I'm in the mood for a new purse. Not sure what, though. I'm trying to keep myself from buying purses like I normally do because I have this thing called "groceries" and it's generally good if you can afford to buy them.

Can you tell this is a stream of conciousness type of thing? Geez.

Also, I need a new cell phone. My pretty, shiny cell phone decided to die not too long ago and the cell phone company told me it would cost as much to get it fixed as it would to buy a new one, more or less. I'm afraid of sending it in because I don't want them to make the repairs and then expect me to pay it when they're done, if it's not an amount I'm comfortable paying. But I HATE my old phone, which is why I upgraded to that one. I can upgrade Sept 30 but I really, really don't want a new contract -- I like my plan the way it is, the features I have and the amount I pay for them is perfect and that'll change if I sign another 2 year contract. Never mind that I've been in a contract since I was 18 and I would like to NOT be.

But the new phone I want is $379.99 and I just can't afford that right now. Stupid Capitalism.

I'm going to go get food now. My stomach is eating my liver.