Get my family out of here.

I've had family from Germany here for a month straight now. But its not the same people, its different people who keep coming without giving us a freaking break. I have wasted four weekends now shopping, and i officially hate the mall now. My female cousin had just broken up with her fiance, after he cheated on her by dating a prostitute from Amsterdam (which is where he lives too). I dont think i can listen to more bullshit about why, why, why he did this, so i just kept taking my cousin out to meet guys to 'distract her from her misery'.


We had our company Pier Party, which we invited clients to. My co-workers are party animals, so basically, we closed the company down at 3 and drank for 12 hours straight. I ended the night chucking brownies at my boss and dancing on top of his best friend. After i left the party, the DJ gave my boss his number to pass along to me. The pier was covered in mushed brownie the next morning.

So, graphic design has alot of jargon that could be mistaken for sexual/inuendos. Quote-taken-out-of-context for the week: I told my supervisor that i dont zip, i only stuff.

I was refering to zipping files of course. But the clincher: The files were this DVD for the Phili Eagles, so after i finished, i told my boss that i was done 'stuffing the eagles'.