Mindless Blabber

Monday, March 31, 2003

'TIME-TRAVELER' BUSTED FOR INSIDER TRADING
Wednesday March 19, 2003



By CHAD KULTGEN

NEW YORK -- Federal investigators have arrested an enigmatic Wall Street wiz
on insider-trading charges -- and incredibly, he claims to be a time-traveler
from the year 2256!

Sources at the Security and Exchange Commission confirm that 44-year-old
Andrew Carlssin offered the bizarre explanation for his uncanny success in the
stock market after being led off in handcuffs on January 28.

"We don't believe this guy's story -- he's either a lunatic or a pathological
liar," says an SEC insider.

"But the fact is, with an initial investment of only $800, in two weeks' time
he had a portfolio valued at over $350 million. Every trade he made
capitalized on unexpected business developments, which simply can't be pure
luck.

"The only way he could pull it off is with illegal inside information. He's
going to sit in a jail cell on Rikers Island until he agrees to give up his
sources."

The past year of nose-diving stock prices has left most investors crying in
their beer. So when Carlssin made a flurry of 126 high-risk trades and came
out the winner every time, it raised the eyebrows of Wall Street watchdogs.

"If a company's stock rose due to a merger or technological breakthrough that
was supposed to be secret, Mr. Carlssin somehow knew about it in advance,"
says the SEC source close to the hush-hush, ongoing investigation.

When investigators hauled Carlssin in for questioning, they got more than they
bargained for: A mind-boggling four-hour confession.

Carlssin declared that he had traveled back in time from over 200 years in the
future, when it is common knowledge that our era experienced one of the worst
stock plunges in history. Yet anyone armed with knowledge of the handful of
stocks destined to go through the roof could make a fortune.

"It was just too tempting to resist," Carlssin allegedly said in his
videotaped confession. "I had planned to make it look natural, you know, lose
a little here and there so it doesn't look too perfect. But I just got caught
in the moment."

In a bid for leniency, Carlssin has reportedly offered to divulge "historical
facts" such as the whereabouts of Osama Bin Laden and a cure for AIDS.

All he wants is to be allowed to return to the future in his "time craft."

However, he refuses to reveal the location of the machine or discuss how it
works, supposedly out of fear the technology could "fall into the wrong
hands."

Officials are quite confident the "time-traveler's" claims are bogus. Yet the
SEC source admits, "No one can find any record of any Andrew Carlssin existing
anywhere before December 2002."

Weekly World News will continue to follow this story as it unfolds. Keep
watching for further developments.

Wednesday, March 26, 2003

Apollo-- you'll like this one:

http://www.cnn.com/2003/WORLD/meast/03/26/sprj.irq.soldier.blogs.reut/index.html

Friday, March 21, 2003

Shizzolator

Here's the story again, in Snoop Dogg style...

***phone rings***
Look at phone, know what I'm sayin'? .. ext.11. Tiger ho n' shit.
TL: "can yo' ass come in here fo' a sec?"
me: "fo' sho"
TL: where is 40 W. 57th Street?
me: oh, that's Nautica
TL: (rude glare) 'n we're fedexing packages 'em?
me: what, are we supposed be walking there??
TL: (looks back at me while her asst giggles) Why didn't yo' ass use a messenger?
me: I don't know, I thought that shiznit wuz da same, know what I'm sayin'?

*****
So da drama continues, know what I'm sayin'? .. after izzall that crap, there is no private messenger service." SO, know what I'm sayin'? brizzle goes." ..
TL: can we take this by train? how much is bus fare?
me: $1.50
TL: so can we take this by bus?
coworker: that shiznit's up NH (izzle new hire)
NH: I'll go if yo' ass want me
TL: well, I don't want that shiznit seem like I'm abusing yo' ass
NH: oh, no problem, don't worry 'bout that shiznit



Thursday, March 20, 2003

HIDDEN DRAGON
.a continuation of the previous blog.

So the drama continues... after all that crap, there is no private messenger service. SO. she goes...
TL: can we take this by train? how much is bus fare?
me: $1.50
TL: so can we take this by bus?
coworker: it's up to NH (our new hire)
NH: I'll go if you want me to
TL: well, I don't want it to seem like I'm abusing you
NH: oh, no problem, don't worry about it

NH is just too nice... ugh... so that's that.

and I also got in trouble for not issuing fabric POs. ugh.so now I have to issue purchase orders. yuck. and I can't order fabric immediately, cuz she won't be here tomorrow. and i also have to do friggin calculations, so that I order exact yardage, and not any more. at least my boss understands... he's so much nicer than TL.

when she was leaving, I had so much work to do, I asked her to bring down a box for me... probably around 5-7lbs max. and you know what she said??? "NO. my hands are full. but i'll hold the door for you." so then I was like... ugh, fine, so i pushed it out to the elevator... to see her with her hands full. SHE ONLY HAD A FRIGGIN UMBRELLA in her hand!!! and she can't help me with a small box??? Luckily NH was there... and she just took charge of it... she used her legs to kick it in the elevator... and her hands were FULL. but she took it anyways!!! damn TL, I hate her!!! then TL smiles and says "goodnite!! I'll see you tomorrow!" oh i wanna sock it to her. biznatch!!!!

CROUCHING TIGER

***phone rings***
Look at phone... ext.11. Tiger lady.
TL: "can you come in here for a sec?"
me: "ok"
TL: where is 40 W. 57th Street?
me: oh, that's Nautica
TL: (rude glare) and we're fedexing packages to them?
me: what, are we supposed to be walking there??
TL: (looks back at me while her asst giggles) Why didn't you use a messenger?
me: I don't know, I thought it was the same.

Then gives me this whole crap about how it's cheaper by messenger, and that we really shouldn't be fedexing.... one of the packages i sent... $25 by FEDEX. (10lbs) MY GOODNESS. you can just tell me, don't f-n question me like i'm some convict.
she loves accusing people first. what a f-n biznatch!!!!! she always has this serious pensive look of disapproval. just cuz she is the friggin controller, she thinks she's above everyone, just cuz she has some sort of signing power. F-U!!

Last time... when the phone system was messed up, she jumped the gun and blamed the new girl for messing with the system. cuz the new girl set up her vmail the day before. and Tiger lady was questioning her like she was a convict as well. Get your
facts straight first instead of asking questions with that nasty attitude.

AND it only took her 10mos to give me my friggin health insurance crap. CHEAPO.

and minutes later after i stepped out of her office... she came out and was like... did anyone bother to ask nautica if they have their own private messenger service? *i was on the phone, and did not really want to hear her... so i carried on with the conversation, did my email, without looking at her* so she just stood there blabbing on about how it's only 17 blocks from our office, and it's ridiculous to be paying $25. ha! it's 17 blocks PLUS 2 aves!!! mofo. I ain't walking there. MOFO. so she kept standing there until I replied. "okay, I'll email nautica and ask them." *exit tiger lady*

FUCK YOU. *big middle finger*



I hope God will forgive me for this rant of anger.

Friday, March 14, 2003

my new favorite blog to read--- Hong's blogs.
the process of a breakup--- how heart quenching it is...
every word describes what i felt, and still feeling.
i lie to myself, go away. i lie to others, i'm happy.
i go home, and still cry at night.
the tears won't stop. that pain doesn't go away.
the process is hard and long. i just want to be happy.
my first. whatever. his third..fourth... fifth... it's def
easier to forget after your umpteenth breakup.
just want to go home, lay in bed. stay there.
maybe the sun will toast it away. maybe the breeze
will wisk it away. maybe. maybe. maybe it will
rain on the sun. then where will i turn to?

hong's friend is now my best friend. Alone will keep
me safe. Alone will be with me every day and every sec.
Alone will keep my depression to myself. Alone will
help me smile, give laughters to others. He will hide
the tears in my heart, and help lie to me.

Thursday, March 13, 2003

.What Dreams May Come.

Some people dream in black and white,
Some believe they dream in color,
and I, I dream in yellow.
I wish my dreams were of green and splendor,
but yet, I dream in yellow.

Some people dream of picnics and beaches,
Some believe they're on paradise,
and I, I dream of rain.
I wish my dreams were of gold and sunshine,
but yet, rain never ceases to stop.

Some people dream of the present,
Some believe they're in the future,
and I, I dream of the past.
I wish my dreams were of fun and adventure,
but yet, I linger in my past.

Yellow, Rain, and the Past are what I dream of,
Yellow, Rain, and the Past.

Monday, March 10, 2003

i've been getting a lot of...
"you look a lot skinnier."
"stop losing weight, you don't look good."
"are you on a diet?"

I did lose a couple of pounds... not to my will of course.
but I'm thinking it's all the crack that I've been using...

Friday, March 07, 2003

www.hatrack.com

Apollo-- I know you'll love this site!

I am currently reading "Shadow Puppets" and you should too. it's very interesting. very.

---> Ender's Game is in the making!!! by warner bros. oh i can't wait!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, March 06, 2003

i can't express how much i LOVE slushy snow....
yes, as much as i LOVE bastards.

Wednesday, March 05, 2003

okay, who the hell is my personal psychologist???? i let it slip once or twice... ignoring rude comments. who is it???? sounds like some bitter ass dude from my past. OR some jealous BITCH. or maybe someone who CALLED me boring.

g*****: yo
me : yes?
g*****: can u forward me my own email
me : came online to look for me?
g*****: no
g*****: so vain
me : hahahaha
me : can you stop saying "yo"
me : it's sooo not you
g*****: thats what i say on im
me : where do you want me to fwd it to
me : you can start off by saying "hi"
g*****: yo yo....forward it to my hotmail
me : what is it
g*****: g*****@hotmail.com
g*****: hi jeyi
g*****: how are u?
g*****: how was ur day?
g*****: can u please forward me my email?
g*****: you got mail
g*****: that's better
g*****: hahahaha
g*****: i like mahana man
me : it's sooo nice
g*****: thank u miss jeyi
me : you're welcome

OKay, so after reading Apollo's blog about how he likes introspective people.... and how there are people who are interesting, and how there are people who are just boring... they try their best... but they are just boring. i can think of a couple of people who are like that. hahaha... mainly UB. hahaha. but anywas, i digress. i wanted to blog about something he left out. people who needs to be interesting, who has this want to be interesting, and do weird things just to prove they are interesting and fun. or is this along the same group of boring people who try? i guess it is.... oh nevermind. but anyways, i feel like i'm that type of person. I try everything in my power to be fun. i have this need to be fun. why??? because people tell me i'm boring. so i do all these wacky things to be fun, or do i do them because i am fun???

For instance, saturday night... everyone called me to go out, but i chose to stay home... because i was feeling very very antisocial... and it was a good thing i stayed home... cuz people who went out to party saw people who i do not want to see, UB, YB, etc. so ruthy comes over to hang out with me and alice... and you know what we decided to do? put on black people make-up... gave ourselves big fat lips, put on ghetto wear, and took pictures and vids. hahaha.... they turned out mad funny. HILARIOUS to say the least. all initial reactions from those we have shown it to were: "OMG!"

--> did we do this because we were extremely bored?? did we do this so we can prove that we are fun?? did we do this because we are boring people turned weird? the questions seem endless.

Sunday, March 02, 2003

I despise those of you who did not tell me superman was in town.

GOOD SONG~

"Angel" by AMANDA PEREZ

It's been five months since you went away
Left without a word and nothing to say
When I was the one who gave you my heart and soul
But it wasn't good enough for you, no
So I asked God

God send me an angel
From the heavens above
Send me an angel to heal my broken heart
From being in love
'Cause all I do is cry
God send me an angel
To wipe the tears from my eyes

And I know it might sound crazy
But after all that I still love you
You wanna come back in my life
But now there is something I have to do
I have to tell the one that I once adored
That they can't have my love no more
Cause my heart can't take no more lies
And my eyes are all out of cries

God send me an angel
From the heavens above
Send me an angel to heal my broken heart
From being in love
'Cause all I do is cry
God send me an angel
To wipe the tears from my eyes

Now you had me on my knees
Begging God please to send you back to me
I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep
You made me feel like I could not breathe
Now all I wanted to do was to feel your touch
And give you all my love
But you took my love for granted
Want my lovin' now
But you can't have it
God

God send me an angel
From the heavens above
Send me an angel to heal my broken heart
From being in love
'Cause all I do is cry
God send me an angel
To wipe the tears from my eyes

Oh God, send me (God send me an angel)
An angel (wipe the tears from my eyes) Oh baby
Send me an angel from the heavens above
Send me an angel (God send me an angel)
From being in love (send me an angel)
Oh God, send me an angel
Send me an angel (send me an angel)
Ooohhhh..