Well, fuck...

We got a new tech hired at work last week, so that was a big relief. Sadly, there was a death in the family, so she had to be out for the rest of the week. Then she let us know that she'd be back on Wednesday (yesterday). Then apparently we got another call yesterday saying she wouldn't be in again. The question came up of when we would see her again. I don't know her answer verbatim, but it involved her not coming back at all. Something about having to stay with her husband and help him cope. Seriously? Well, fuck...

I'm a little pissed off at her for such a shoddy excuse. When we were trying to hire people, she was VERY persistent about calling us and seeing when she could start. We told her to give us a week to find out from corporate ('cause they take that long), but she called back in maybe 2 days. She obviously wanted to work. But now I guess nobody needs to work in her family, so she didn't need the job that bad. What bugs me even more is that we spent nearly 2 months trying to get new techs hired, we finally get one, but it all turns to dust. Once again, I am the ONLY tech. Aside from this making a lot of work for me, it means I can't really take any time off. Me not coming in basically means I will have double the work to do when I come back. It's all on me! 2.5 years and I'm still doing the most petty bullshit tasks because I have no underlings.

Anywho, half of my jaw is still numb from dental work, but I should be good in a couple hours. Guess I'll just head off to work and try to put on a smile. Look the crap out, world - here I come!

I'm a bad person sometimes!

So today was an absolutely sucktastic day at work. I took to throwing things (just pens and highlighters) and mumbling angry things louder than usual. I honestly think Charlene decided to take today off for a 3-day weekend. But she never called to let us know she wouldn't be in, so that made things craptacular for the rest of us. Patients were forgetful of their appointment times, impatient, and certain ones were just plain annoying and useless. We really get treated like crap sometimes and I do a bad job of hiding how pissed I am. I will tell people my day is going to crap. Is that so wrong?

I dunno... but this is definitely (funnily) wrong. There was some news story about how blind people are scared of these new quiet-running cars. They're claiming they're at a disadvantage for safety and will get hit and killed. I thought that was bullshit, so my sick humor kicked in with me saying, "Isn't that just Darwin in action?" I mean, you either adapt or we weed you out. Then they cut to some blind guy that was protesting (which I'm guessing involved very little marching about) and he was voicing his thoughts while kinda staring off into nowhere. I wanted SO badly to snap my fingers and go, "Sir? Camera's over here... thanks."

Yeah, sometimes I'm a bad person. But good or bad, I am awesome. I bequeath unto myself one high-five. *SHING!* Later.

Weekend Stuffs

I promised myself I would get some half-assed blogging done before I went off to work today. I get the impression this is gonna be more Nikki-style, several little topics, but nothing too detail-laden.

Numero uno... please please PLEASE don't ever compare Jethro Tull to Metallica. It's ignorant and insulting. I'm tired of hearing that analogy: "Y'know they were Metallica before Metallica?" No, they weren't.

I realized more than ever before that I could destroy my entire financial situation with a single trip to Borders if I practice less self-restraint. I had to start saving titles as contacts in my cell phone. Nikki also makes me very aware that of the dozen books I want, there's another two dozen I haven't heard of. It's like reading is my crack. I remember saying something to Laurel once like, "It's a good thing Barnes and Noble doesn't sell crack!"

I was very active this weekend. Not only did I take TKD class, but I also went out for a lap around Wakefield right after that. PLUS, I jogged the last mile of it. I'm still not in great shape, but I'm not going downhill like I once was.

I walked out Sunday morning to get the newspaper and felt it: that Autumn chill. You know what that means, kiddies? HOODIE SEASON!!! Granted, I've got about a dozen different ones already, but would it really hurt to have a couple more to really feel safe and warm? No.

That's all for now. Got plenty more to blog, so keep harassing me and maybe I'll do it. Hoight!

I'm not dead yet!

Warning: no worthwhile blog is contained in this posting! Proceed with caution!

Soooo.... I suck at blogging. I haven't posted anything anywhere in nearly 2 months. What the crap?! There's been tons going on and I've got loads on my mind. I just haven't been motivated to write. Maybe I should write more... if for no other reason, to get it out in words for myself to understand. Y'know, like those letters you wrote to your ex, but never put in the mail. More to come later. Bear with me.

Renee: "That's stupid. How about to... oh! To Steve and Barry's!" Me: "Hell yeah to Steve and Barry's!"

I have yet to sit down and compose my philosophy blog based on recent readings (Metallica and Phil.), so I'll do something easier and talk about my awesome weekend. It really couldn't have been much better.

Saturday started off with very loose plans for me and Renee to go to this mall in Baltimore. It's the only place around with a Steve and Barry's store, which sells very affordable school sportswear and lots of other stuff. Despite our best searching, we couldn't find a UMBC hoodie for Renee, but I hit the jackpot. I managed to get 3 t-shirts and a hoodie for about $40. I bought a $15 hoodie. Let that sink in: I bought a $15 hoodie! We ambled around the mall a bit in a Billy-from-Family-Circus manner, then eventually left after declaring the stop a success. We stopped by Rita's on the way home so that added a little extra happiness. Oh - big pats on the back for my driving skills and Renee's kick-ass navigation as my co-pilot.

When we got back to Renee's apartment, I naturally got out of the car and walked inside with her and the other guy that went with us. We played some Brain Age on the Wii (I'm dumb) and decided we would all have dinner there. Upon calling OD (her bf), Renee confirmed that we would order some pizzas and walk over to stock up on drinks. Suggestions of making it a car-bomb night were greeted with joy and frivolity. So we had a lively evening of Wii games, drinking, confusing techno, Lode Runner nostalgia and plenty of Mario Kart 64 (fucking blue shells!). I sobered up and left probably around 1:30 am.

Sunday was even more fun with a whole new crowd. All of the family came up to my place, so that gave me sufficient motivation to clean the crap outta my whole place. It doth now shine like a pretty, sparkling jewel! Anywho, some people napped while others played games. Then we gathered our butts up and had an awesome lunch at Cheeseburger in Paradise. I think we're close to confirming that Mini-Cheeseburgers are the greatest invention of mankind. Seriously - isn't that proof that we've evolved into something better? We had some nice live music and Leah showed her appreciation by waving and clapping for the girl playing. Then we wandered back to the apartment to relax. Various naps of various lengths were had, then we went down to the pool to splash it up. Leah definitely hearts the water, such that she squeaks with joy. I might have to call her Squeakers again. Or Awesome... because she is. Then we all dried off and all the peoples went home. I finally took my nap. It. Was. GREAT!

I finally got up, showered off the chlorine, ate some dinner and decided to blog. This brings us to now. That pretty much brings us to the end as well. I don't have to work until noon, so gonna sleep in a bit. Lots more blogging to come, so stay tuned and keep leaving funny comments - you know who you are! Later.

"Meme... not a Youyou."

Here's a meme that I promised Nikki I'd do. I thought she was being kinda short-worded with it until I saw that it's a one-word meme. That's gonna make this interesting.

1. Where is your mobile phone? desk
2. Relationship? progressing...
3. Your hair? messy
4. Work? stressful
5. Your sister(s)? Momtastic
6. Your favorite thing? music
7. Your dream last night? Trujillo?!
8. Your favorite drink? Dew
9. Your dream car? TransAm
10. The room you're in? bedroom
11. Your shoes? shoes...?
12. Your fears? future
13. What do you want to be in 10 years? healthy
14. Who did you hang out with this weekend? Chris
15. What are you not good at? surrendering
16. Muffin? please!
17. Wish list item? fitness
18. Where you grew up? Waldorf
19. The last thing you did? laundry
20. What are you wearing? boxers
21. What are you not wearing? pants
22. Your pet? dumb
23. Your computer? new!
24. Your life? interesting
25. Your mood? comfy
26. Missing? Grandpa
27. What are you thinking about? reading
28. Your car? Civic
29. Your kitchen? spacious
30. Your summer? worktastic
31. Your favorite color? red
32. Last time you laughed? today
33. Last time you cried? dunno
34. School? later...
35. Love? unique

Take it if you want it!

Slept in until noon, sooooo...

I haven't written much of anything in a while and figured I should do another entry before I receive more threatening comments about how I need to blog more. I haven't had much very interesting stuff going on, so I'll take the Nikki approach and just list some stuff out. Oh - but I was nominated for a Rockin' Girl Blog by Laurel. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about that, so I'll accept (however I do that) and just assume that I rock faces off.

I finished two more books: Metallica & Philosophy and The Stupidest Angel. I recommend the previous to anyone that is interested in learning more about their own identity and morals. It goes well beyond the band. (I'll write much more on this later.) And the latter was pretty good, too. Christopher Moore is moving up in my list of preferred authors because he is so hilarious and original. It wasn't as good as A Dirty Job, but it was certainly worth the time.


My boss called me "unreliable in the morning" behind my back. Fortunately, everyone seems to like me more than him. He's pretty much a joke to all of us. It's time to start looking for new work. I am aware I don't have the body to strip, so alternative must be sought. Suggestions are welcome. Anyone want a bodyguard?

I've been to the pool twice now. The water was a little cold last night, but I didn't let that ruin it. There wasn't anyone else there except the lifeguard, and I think he might have been checking me out. I did a few laps back and forth, felt accomplished and lied out in the setting sun for a bit.

My place needs a serious cleaning from the Cleaning Fairies. That's all you need to know.

I guess I should get on with my day. I've got a meme to fill out by Nikki's mandate, a book to buy, clothes to put on, food to eat and a tournament at UMD to go watch. Consider this a warm-up blog. It's nothing sweet, but I'm gonna use it to hit a good bloggin' pace again. Hoight!