Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Why jobs are awesome

When you are unemployed, the weekend just seems like another day. Now that I have a job, the weekend is a time of relaxation and reflection. I have something seriously cool to pine for during the long hard days of sitting on my ass and blogging while at work.

My jobs rocks, just in case you care. I work for a magazine and spend a lot of time doing actual work on the internet and I am pretty good at it. Let's face it, any man with an internet connection that has spent any time being single and unemployed should be able to find anything on the internet in no time. But I digress. Sometimes at work I get to read neat stuff like this, that even relates to my BA!

Although, sometimes I get to read things like this, which smells an awful lot like the studies performed in the fifties, or whenever, to justify institutional racism. Anyway, it is better than watching extreme videos on eBaum all day.

12 comments:

Unknown said...

You just use the excuse to look at porn all day long.

Chuckles said...

I never look at porn on an office connection. That's bad juju.

Unknown said...

I doubt that in all seriousness.

Chuckles said...

Blogging at work is risky enough without tossing in errant erections into the mix. I have enough trouble avoiding the temptation of blogging and thinking about certain people who shall remain nameless (if only because I have no name for them yet). I wouldn't even want to look at porn in the office. That would be weird. Like mixing beer and wine into one lame drink.

Unknown said...

Wine and beer? OMG, I have never even thought of such oddness.

Chuckles said...

SEE!? The same thing happens when you mix porn and work.

Chuckles said...

No one even wants to know for what or whom I pine?

This ego trip of a website isn't all that fun if people don'thumor you.

Unknown said...

Fine, what or who do you pine for?

I sure as hell hope it's not your boy Fulsome.

Chuckles said...

We might as well just give up and start imming each other. Except that I hate imming.

I pine for the sweet halcyon days of yore when I was unemployed. Yep.

Well that and a girl that haunts my dreams like a vaporous...haunting thing. She knows who she is.

Unknown said...

A girl haunts your dreams? That can't be good.

Thankfully, I have totally hooked up with and dumped all the men I have ever wanted. Thus, no dream haunts.

Unknown said...

You have to advertise for readers my friend. You know, stalk other blogs for days and eventually the peeps follow.

Chuckles said...

How do you think I pulled Linny over to the Genius side?