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As always, the weekend was good.
Friday night was zombie fragging with my group of friends from Phoenix
Saturday, was just a day of rest, and did up a sketch that the recipient has requested I not share just yet, as it would be a spoiler for a project they're working on.
Sunday, was another restful day. Went over to Jenny's parents place to pick up the dog, and also show Dad my PS3 and the game Red Dead Redemption. It sounds like Dad wants to get a copy of the game for himself, much to Mom's chagrin.
Did some laundry while I was over there.
Picked up Jenny from the airport Late Sunday night/Early Monday morning, got home, had something to eat, took my meds, and went to bed some time between 2 and 3 AM.
Woke up at 6 AM, and got ready for work, got to work late, and honestly didn't give a crap.
Was falling asleep at my desk for most of the day, just muddled my way through things, and then finally got home. Ran a quick errand with Jenny, got home, had dinner, and pretty much went to bed after that around 8PM.
John Samuelson, the boss that was harassing me some time ago, dropped by my desk before the end of the day. He motioned to the empty seats around, to which I replied, "Yep, I'm all alone."
He stepped forward, smiled, and said "Why should that change anytime soon?" and then walked off, and got himself ready to head out from the office.
This left me feeling very much WTF? Fortunately, I only had to stay for another 15 minutes after that, but I'm getting really sick of the peanut gallery around here.
I'm going to treat myself to a Mocha Coconut Soy Frappaccino this morning.
I think I've earned it.
Mood: Angry
Music: Canard Olson - Knytt - Spore Canopies
Friday night was zombie fragging with my group of friends from Phoenix
Saturday, was just a day of rest, and did up a sketch that the recipient has requested I not share just yet, as it would be a spoiler for a project they're working on.
Sunday, was another restful day. Went over to Jenny's parents place to pick up the dog, and also show Dad my PS3 and the game Red Dead Redemption. It sounds like Dad wants to get a copy of the game for himself, much to Mom's chagrin.
Did some laundry while I was over there.
Picked up Jenny from the airport Late Sunday night/Early Monday morning, got home, had something to eat, took my meds, and went to bed some time between 2 and 3 AM.
Woke up at 6 AM, and got ready for work, got to work late, and honestly didn't give a crap.
Was falling asleep at my desk for most of the day, just muddled my way through things, and then finally got home. Ran a quick errand with Jenny, got home, had dinner, and pretty much went to bed after that around 8PM.
John Samuelson, the boss that was harassing me some time ago, dropped by my desk before the end of the day. He motioned to the empty seats around, to which I replied, "Yep, I'm all alone."
He stepped forward, smiled, and said "Why should that change anytime soon?" and then walked off, and got himself ready to head out from the office.
This left me feeling very much WTF? Fortunately, I only had to stay for another 15 minutes after that, but I'm getting really sick of the peanut gallery around here.
I'm going to treat myself to a Mocha Coconut Soy Frappaccino this morning.
I think I've earned it.
Mood: Angry
Music: Canard Olson - Knytt - Spore Canopies