Most people who work a "regular" Monday through Friday, nine to five job are thankful for their weekends... so Friday is normally something to celebrate - it's the end of the work week. It usually means sleeping in for the next two days of rest and relaxation - or perhaps even a weekend of fun and games. For the past ten weeks or so, this has ( Read more... )

Today is gonna suck - plain and simple... dickhead is not here today - a rare and mysterious scheduled day off, so I'm going to be bored all day. I'm going upstairs for the remainder of the morning to perfect some laser-marking programs - that should keep me busy and out of trouble for a few hours anyway.

Wake up, shower, go to work, go home, go to sleep, repeat 4 more times to round out the week. Try to make plans with my one and only friend in the area to merely get shunned week after week, then back to step 1 on Monday morning. Is this what my life has become? Great! Is this the way it's supposed to be? I think not. I could go to the Boom ( Read more... )

Another day, another dollar... Good days and bad days at work. There's a lot of shit that goes on here that I wish I could open my mouth about sometimes - but most people are so set in their ways, things may never improve. On one hand, I feel like I'm spinning my wheels on occasion, and on the other - there's simply not enough..... arrrggghhhhh ( Read more... )

At least this weekend I knew in advance that the little fucker wasn't going call or want to do anything - so there was no disappointment - especially after his little snaps at me on both Thursday and Friday of last week. Friday he was a total bastard, in fact. Surprisingly he called on Saturday - twice. the first call was just a sarcastic dig ( Read more... )

He knows he's a piece of shit... he's told me many times. Even in the very beginning of our friendship, he warned me countless times. "No man, I'm a piece of shit - you'll see..." HAHAHA - Like I said so many times before, I'm a complete idiot. Like everything else, this too will pass. And I'll get used to the little shit not being around as ( Read more... )

Why would I think that THIS weekend was going to be any different? That motherfucker let me hanging AGAIN! Not a phone call, a text message, a fuck you... NOTHING! AAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! I really DID think that this weekend might be different based upon our conversation on Tuesday night. How naive of me... I guess that's the ( Read more... )

Last night, I arrived home from work to find a little care package from my Mom and Dad: A box from the Popcorn Factory containing a huge variety of nuts and whatnot. How nice, huh?

Although it was a LONG time coming, Justin and I sat down last night and had a long heart-to-heart discussion about not only his behavior as of late, but also my own. We spoke until about 11:30 last night about a variety of things. The surprising thing is that he initiated the conversation... He expressed that he took a step back and analyzed not ( Read more... )

Why would I think this weekend would be any different? Why would I set myself up for disappointment again? Why would I think he might actually call me? I had planned the trek out to Joshua Tree - he indicated that he did have a lot of stuff to do this weekend, but he still might be able to swing it - so there I am, in my apartment Saturday ( Read more... )