lately

The cat and I are about to watch the fast and the furious. Tibby loves Paul Walker, but I don't think she cared for his lastest movie-sharks and the carribean and all. Pussy.

I've been really not busy at work and done a lot of ebay and forwarding of emails. I promise to stop. I realized I may have lost a bit of control when my friend Brad sent me this: "Dude, you're worse than the Penile Enlargement email I get!" Once again, I do apologize. But I promise to send only good crap from now on.

I am going to the BAHAMAS in april on a cruise. I've never been and I am really jazzed. I know I will be missed at work, but if they can't do their jobs without me by now they are a bunch of f***ing idiots. I'm going to the Bahamas

Lesbian Angst. I miss my soulmate. We had planned big dreams in life during those impressionable years of high school and freshman-junior years of college. But things started slipping and slipping and slipping. Then it was me making the obligatory 6 month check in call to make sure she and whatever new lover she had were okay. After calling her parents twice, and getting her stoned brother I just give up. No lipstick lesbian wife for me and hot threesomes. Or just watching. Whatever, I am a simple man that doesn't demand much. Funny, I haven't had sex in 4 years.

My boss got fired again, and my raise is going to suck. I had one "focus session" where we sit down and talk about my performance in 6 months. Apparently, when her boss did the evaluations only a few met their performance goal. So, I will only be getting a 3.25% raise this year because my yearly standard was 90.88%, which is below the required 92%. So, I have a meeting with Human resources tomorrow, although technically the figures have already been submitted. BTW, my boss was canned for the second time due to everyone one her team making the same complaint. How am I to know that I am not meeting expectations if no one tells me? Yet, I am a senior associate and act as a supervisor(of course without the pay)

And lithotripsy #2 was not sucessful. I still have that damned kidney stone moving around inside of my body.

I am not pissed at humanity, just a bit disappointed. Thank the lord tomorrow is payday or i might go shoot someone.

I'm a trader...

Any followers of my blog may realize that I don't update everyday like I used to.....I admit I became a bit addicted to MYSPACE. I started finding all of my old friends and coworkers and the likewise, and became a bit of a myspace whore. I turned my back on my blog-I didn't have the power and social energy to do both....so I let my blog have some space. I mean there is only so much time during an 8 hr shift that you can avoid doing real work. I was actual looking at Mike's dream diary more than my own. For a while, I was posting my blog here and at myspace-a true backstabber. So, I can rant about wanting a Suzuki crotch rocket and how I want to move to California or somewhere interesting and get out of this craphole called Virginia. Oh my.