Sunday, November 19, 2006

It's not hot here in Century City, CA. But it's humid. Wow, I can't get over it. I'm really surprised.
The dogs are barkin' loud from all the walking I've been doing. I was going to visit Beverly Hills, which is right down the road here, but I'm stayin' in tonight. I'll go out tomorrow. The project is pretty much wrapped up. We took care of some minor issues today and we're pretty much done. There are one or two items that have to wait until this week.
There's only one guy here that's really been a pain in the ass. But he's not really trying to be a pain in the ass. He's actually a nice guy. But I'm tired of hearing his complaining, how he thinks things would be better "if", and his political rants I just don't care to hear. He did help a lot. But a lot of his work was half ass. I knew which items he did, just by what I was dealing with.
So, check this out! I was on my way in this morning. The LA office is in a BofA building park, which consists of two buildings, which are 3 sided. I took a few pictures using the sun and angles of the buildings. I took my last picture and noticed the nice pain in the ass was approaching me. I waited for him. We turned around and started heading for the building.
Two security guards briskly approached me and asked me if I was authorized to photograph the building! I was shocked! The nice pain in the ass told them there weren't any signs around saying no photographs aloud. I could have slapped him. I knew it was all about 911 and security issues. But he again said something to the guards. I told him to shut up.
I did ask the security guard the actual reason for no photos. He wouldn't answer me! He just kept walking away, mumbling. That kind of got to me. Oh well...more later.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Don't Diss The Dead

Sorry, it was too angry a post. Another time. Need to think this one out.

Trembly hands. Not good.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Soon a year that this blog exists, 1 year that Jules shares our lives... This small catch which opens out with the time, which speaks, still speaks, much, adds to its word the hands... (n' is not Marseilles which wants it! ;o)) Mr Jules who becomes tall, if large of day in day makes only one silly thing at the same time and broke its third lamp! Goodbye Lava lamp... (ça will make an idea of gifts! :op) sympathetic to sponge in the medium of electric wire, of the pieces of glass under the aggravated eye of the small monster which would have put the hands well at the paste instead of looking at mom râler passively and saying that it "will pass it by the window"! At certain time I sympathized towards these parents who do not sleep the night by only baby does not make its nights, and which moreover have the right to carnages like mine which has an enormous need to be spent! I think that in my entourrage nobody take it for an angel... except its grandpa!