In The Loop
An era has come and gone. I have gone back to wearing underwear. Why, you ask? Boxer briefs.
I had a gift certificate for Macy’s from Christmas, and decided it was time to get some new undies. I picked up a pair that cost $20 (a price I would never pay, if it were my own money) and haven’t looked back. Perfect fit and support.
So, I am doing the cleanse again. Today is day 3. I am likely to go to 15 days, maybe longer this time around. Last time I went 10 days, and could have gone longer, I was just tired of not eating. I am likely to lose gobs of weight, which will be nice, but isn’t the primary reason I’m doing it again. I was fairly naughty this holiday season, and ate a good deal of meat, and some fast food. This should start me off again with a clean slate.
I know that it’s already fairly clean, as yesterday was a day spent on the toilet.
So, I’m new to wordpress, but I’m finding that making changes to the layout is pretty freakin’ simple. The layout will likely change several times over the next few weeks. Deal.
A buddy from work here has decided to move on to another career, and one of our coworkers organized an event to see him off. This is not uncommon, and these events are typically handled via company email.
After the invite went out and circulated, an email came from HR specifically pointing out that this event is not a company sponsored event. This is a point that they drove home. This email also included a clarification of policy that forbids such email from being sent to begin with. They did close the email with a friendly farewell, but this was obviously not the point of the email.
Damn the man! Save the empire!
This past week has been rather taxing. Work has me doing emails again, which is 2 steps down in the food chain. This is a temporary thing, I’m not being demoted. It’s not all that big of a deal, however when you combine it with the fact that I have rehearsal right after work, and that keeps me there until 11, my day is spent constantly doing.
I want to spend more time with my wife.
I want to go back to my normal work load.
I want to see my friends more.
I want rehearsal to get out earlier.
I want to go hiking with my wife and the dogs.
I want a new video game to play, and have the time to immerse myself in to it.
Basically, I wish there were more hours in the day. There was a villain in Batman the Animated Series that could slow time down or speed it up for just the person wearing this device. Want a day to pass by in a matter of seconds? Want to drive around cars in traffic and go 100’s of miles with only seconds ticking away on the clock?
 Sorry, dorked out. Anyway, I’m just tired and grumpy.
…and I have to work Saturday.
So, we got slammed here at work so hard that they have put our normal responsibilities aside so that we could focus on answering customer emails. This is akin to asking an Officer in the military to clean the latrine because it’s just that dirty. No, I think not. What you need to do is make sure the latrine doesn’t get so dirty, or make sure you have enough enlisted men to clean the sumbitch.
And to add insult to injury, I’m taking phone calls. I’m also making outbound phone calls. In all honesty, I prefer the phone calls to the emails, but I shouldn’t be doing either.
Gripe, gripe, gripe.
I’m rehearsing for the winter production, which hasn’t congealed in to anything yet. As of yet, it’s a bunch of small scenes and monologues that have been spliced together in to a high paced comedic vignette. This is ideal for me, as comedy is my thang. This production has me at school right after work, of course, and since there are 30 people in the cast, in order for everyone to rehearse, we stay pretty late. As is, we’re rehearsing various parts of the day with various members of the cast going in the morning/afternoon/evening. I’m obviously in the evenings only, which shouldn’t be too much of a hindrance. At any rate, I’m having a good time, and meeting more cool people.
Thanks to the beautiful, multi-talented, and generally cool nessa, I have hosting for my domain. This will be where I do my blogging from now on. Now you won’t have to remember all that pesky blogspot business.
“We want to take this opportunity to extend our sincerest wishes to you for a very happy and healthy Holiday Season! We also want to let you know that you will be receiving an additional Holiday check this Friday as a small token of our gratitude for all that you do.”
Now that’s how you open an email.
Well, I suppose someone who reads what I post here can’t be called a stalker, per se, but what am I supposed to think?!
I log in to my statcounter account to see what the traffic has been like, and I find that there were about 5 times as many page loads today. I look deeper to find that they were all the same person. Someone read my archive. All of it.
I guess I wouldn’t be so paranoid if they had posted something. All that Loop, and nothing to say for yourself?
Well, here’s hoping it was pleasurable. 🙂
Boobies.
I went to the mall the Sunday before Christmas.
I’m not typically known for my sanity.
I have to say it was rather painless, as I was able to get a good deal of my friends/family presents. I still have people on the list, but they should be taken care of in the next few days.
The longest line I stood in was in the toy store (big shock). The only reason I was there was to get something for Milca. Yes, I went to the toy store for my wife. While there, I was subjected to the 12 days of Christmas, as performed by Barney and friends. 12 days of fucking hell. 364 presents of pain.
Those people were lucky I didn’t have a weapon.