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Order in Chaos
This week's non-work days was a manifesto in completely awful time management. My parents gave a pair of tickets for my wife and I to see a local theater production. Scheduled at 8PM. We went and it was enjoyable enough, despite the sometimes extremely loud volume of audio and brightness of some strobe flashes, not to mention the drunken family seated behind us who refused to stop saying the first thing that entered their addled minds at every putrid breath. To do something interesting while in
She's at a birthday party now. It will be strange to eat dinner before work and not have her be here.
I drove by the old home today. It's still serving its original function. Prokop's is a tax preparation place now. I didn't have much else to go on because I came up to it by an approach which wasn't how we came there years ago, so there's barely much of anything that I can remember, but it still seems like so much has been wiped out.
This week would have worked out
11 months to go until 2018.
Say it ain't so, Joe. He's made some new stuff recently, so why aren't they playing that? Does it not fit the format? Oh well.
Plans were made for my parents and my wife and I to have a postponed celebratory dinner occur this previous Tuesday. It happened, but not without more personal annoyance with how my body wants to sleep lately. I had more written here but that's the gist of it.
Songs. The arcade trip this week was at
Friday. It is done. I'm a few thousand lighter and now have the thirty year yoke on my shoulders. It only took this long for me to finally make this bold step into a milestone which my parents did ten years earlier in their lives than I am now. Success. I arranged to have today off from work, and that has definitely shown to pay off. I barely slept after getting home from work, and spent at least an hour in bed fidgeting and scratching in restlessness until I gave up and got about the rest of my
Why did she so desperately need to know who set the date? Really? Surely I wouldn't have done something like set a date without asking them when a good time would be, if I were to have a choice. She should realize that, right? And let's say I did do that - ultimately, so what? So the date is bad and it gets rescheduled just as it has been. Great. Now what? What does knowing help here?
Safety meetings bring out great feelings in the job, certainly none which I already carry on my head