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Name: andrew
Birthday: 6/27/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: same as above ( i take joy in my work)
Expertise: rectal examinations, hernia checks and prostate examinations
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Industry: Medical
Message: message me
Member Since:
2/19/2003
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| the website I work for is finally online, check out
www.cusinz.co.nz
and you could even sign up if you want my undying love
its fully functional but just the bare bones are up at the moment, the cool stuff will be added in the upcoming weeks
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| well i've finally gone and gotten myself a real job. I am now the
communications coordinator for a company which runs a website that is
basically the new zealand equivalent of myspace/facebook/xanga etc...
i handle the marketing and communications, and soon to be moving into
HR lol. Its a small team so we all take on a lot of roles.
I've already discovered who will probably be my arch-enemies, the
pr/communications people of other institutions. All share several
things in common, they are all women, they are never in when you ring
and they do not return emails or phone calls....argh.....and to think
im probably gonna be dealing with this people for a while....
an interesting trend i noticed during my time at uni incidentally, the
womenfolk here at least mainly take either psychology, law or
communications: psychology because they like to play head games,
law because they like to argue and communications because they like to
talk.
undoubtly my observations will have be labelled a sexist.
for what its worth guys seem to be prevalent in management, engineering
and computer science/WoW. Management because they like to tell
people what to do and be in charge, engineering because they either
like to fix things or blow shit up and comp sciece because...well...you
have to see it for yourself...
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| im like, all finished with uni....my my where does the time go!
so now im an independant contractor for the surveying team of alpine
fresh and an events manager for the national poker league (i survey
companies about their watercooler situation and i run poker nights at
bars), good to put that degree to use eh!
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| ive gotten all caught up in the new and exciting world of facebook so ive been neglected my xanga hood even more than usual, for penance i'll share some of tonights activities. It was a bbq at a mates place and it featured aaron building a jump to take his little girls (literally, its a little pink childrens bike that he rides freakishly well) off. Each time the ante was up'd. First it was going off the jump, then faster, then onto the bed of a pickup truck, then over the bed of the pick up truck- which didn't go quite so well (although the first jump onto it then of sent him over the handlebars), he bailed and the bike ended up in the neighbours yard, can only imagine the surprise of the neighbour who was cooking tea at the time when she unexpectidly sees a bike come flying down into her yard lol. After a few more beers the gasoline came out and he jumped the flaming truck bed (petes a goodman for letting us set his work truck on fire!), this still wasn't quite cool enough so the bike was doused in gasoline in the hope that it would catch fire - but unfortunately it didn't, quite an anti-climax really! The last attempt was to be stuffing the wheels with paper then lighting them but he stopped at this, however the gas can made its way up to the balcony....
meanwhile up on the balcony i swore i heard glen say that it was fine to hit him in the chest with the ax, luckily he was wearing a mannequin chest under his shirt at the time, and as it turned out i must have mis-heard as he claims he never gave permission- thus explaining the lock of shock on his face when i hit him in the chest with the axe. So then anyway a little while later we're all sitting round, relaxing and talking when i see this fireball out of the corner of my eye, the fireball hits steven in the arm and steven's arm then catches on fire- but the fireball has continued off the balcony and onto a car backing up out of the garage, but for the brief second it looked like the fireball was moving backwards- then we realise that its on the car and the car is now on fire, but luckily it rolled off the car and the fire didn't stick, it didn't really do to much to steven's arm either, although he had an unexplained cut on his arm that we had to wrap up with duct tape as no bandages were available - in true trailer park boys style (i thought i was that dam samsquanch!). if you dont know what im talking about you must watch a show called trailer park boys, a couple episodes and you'll not only become an avid watcher, but begin planning petty crimes of your own!
the food wasn't bad either.
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| yea i got a hot stud muffin staying in my room now, some of you know him as jeffrey or 'jeff' (his street name, all the cool kids seem to have 'street names' "jie"((thats a yeah with a j, also 'gangsta', well it must be cuz lawrence sez it)) ). first day of my last semester and it kicks off with a bang- computer game studies at 4pm, its gonna be rough...
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