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(no subject) [Feb. 13th, 2005|05:41 pm]
Amy Zoll
This has been the worse day.
It started with waking up late, I intended to be up at 7, I didn't wake until half after.
I make coffee and we were out. This did not stop me from catching my nylons on a cabinent knob and ripping them.
I didn't want to wake Marcus so I changed silently and went to the cafe near the musuem to get coffee. Where an idiot spilled it all over my blouse. Which? Burns. I thought I was having a hot flash for a moment before I realized what had happened.
I get to the musuem to work on some paperwork and somehow! Somehow! a leak had developed above my office.
Everything is ruined. Thankfully all my computer files are backed up at home, but all my paper work and books are ruined.
I could scream. Well. I did. But I could do it again.
Phillip, Marcus you are both getting me very drunk tonight because, thankfully- and this is the only thing I have going for me today- I can still drink. I will never not be able to drink. Unless I get pregnant.
Which will never happen thankfully.
I'm going to go make someone cry.
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(no subject) [Jan. 29th, 2005|04:21 pm]
Amy Zoll
Phillip, you need to come over soon and get your new ties. I'm sure Marcus will love his. I really shouldn't be allowed to shop on my own. Jon, you have short pants that should fit you.

Marcus the wall really was a horrible colour. The new paint looks much better.

I can't do this. Too much energy and I'm finding nothing. I do something else and I end up buying embaressing gifts and painting the wall. Good God, I'm aggarvated.
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(no subject) [Jan. 4th, 2005|11:13 am]
Amy Zoll
So, this last year is over and I'm still in mourning for it, because it was a good year. An enjoyable year even. But it is gone so I must embrace the coming year. Which means, of course, that Phillip has to stay and make it more enjoyable because quite honestly, I welcome competent assistance and I'm running out of things I can do on my own to cause Marcus to do that thing with his face.

Speaking of competant assistance, I'm quite close to making everyone who works at the museum cry. Except possibly Jon who's proving to be at least fairly intelligent and Marcus who I wouldn't make cry in any case. I swear though. I'm going to plant a size five right into someone's backside soon. This is not an incredibly, painfully difficult job.

Though you wouldn't know it, apparently. I'm off to help unload an exhibit and make sure that the iron age and bronze age materials don't get mixed up and no, I'm never getting over that because quite frankly, the names should make it obvious what goes where.
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(no subject) [Dec. 10th, 2004|07:40 pm]
Amy Zoll
I swear before everything holy and unsacred that every year my interns get less and less intelligent.
There is a thing. Called the catalog. Which any idiot should be able to utilize, but not my interns. Some of which should be old enough to know better, but no, I believe it's the fault of the youngest three who have accomplished this latest incident of gross incompetance. Find the armour, mislogists and find it now. I don't care if you say you didn't move it, one of you did and you will find it now or you'll see me lose this calm demeanor.
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(no subject) [Nov. 20th, 2004|05:17 pm]
Amy Zoll
Hmm. So. Most of my class is passing. I've only had three criers in my class and five amoung the interns. I think this might be a personal best or worst depending on what I'm grading.
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(no subject) [Oct. 10th, 2004|06:41 pm]
Amy Zoll
Since someone is being a stupid, hermit-like, ass I suppose it falls to his friends to figure out whatever his problem is.

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(no subject) [Sep. 29th, 2004|09:57 pm]
Amy Zoll
[mood |hornyevil]

I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, diddly dee. There they are all standing in a row.

Marcus, darling, you do like coconuts, don't you? I hope you do realize that's a euphanism.

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(no subject) [Aug. 31st, 2004|09:22 pm]
Amy Zoll
Three students in tears today. Oops?
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(ooc: Normal time) [Aug. 19th, 2004|01:24 pm]
Amy Zoll
[mood |annoyedannoyed]

I seem to have lost my briefcase. And all of my papers I ws working on so that Gregory doesn't make a complete mess of things. He's doing quite well with his three fourths mess, thank you kindly. I can't think of where I could have put it. I suppose Marcus could have moved it, but he's out and I'm going positively batty. I could read or turn on the television and release some stress or I could finish that letter to the producers of that truely appalling piece of pseduo-medivel trash, but really. I want to find my papers!
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(no subject) [Jul. 9th, 2004|02:06 pm]
Amy Zoll
I finally mailed all of Gregory's papers from this week back to him last night. He called this morning, questioning some of the changes.
Marcus I'm sorry for the noise. I didn't mean to wake you up, but how was I to know he'd object so loudly to the red pen. It was entirely necessary, I assure you. Perhaps I shouldn't have yelled back, but honestly, if he's going to yell at me he should at least be grammarically correct.
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