Holy shit

or,

Logistically, it would be a nightmare

So Mario had emailed me and asked me to help him with a paper.  Funny, he never calls me or emails me ordinarily, but he suddenly is a good friend of mine when he wants something.  The world keeps on turning.  I went to Comet yesterday and advised him about his paper, rather than work on my own.

At ( Read more... )

The other day, I spilled milk on my carpet and went to get the Woolite carpet cleaner.  I started to get misty eyed; Steven had bought it for me, and it reminded me of something he once did for me ( Read more... )

An ice cream cake ( Read more... )

Generally quite insightful

or,

Of which I speedily partook

Another man in his 40's gave me his phone number at work yesterday.  Hurray.  If I were into men, and for that matter, if I were into 40 year old men, I suppose that I'd be in luck.

Yesterday, I had to return to Purgatory to have a family picture taken.  I of course had a martini and a ( Read more... )

A typical Friday night ( Read more... )

So I actually received a text from Steven today, saying something about work and then "We'll have to get caught up soon so much has been going on. Hope all is well" Fuck, no, all is most certainly not well ( Read more... )

I walked into work this morning to chaos.  I was off yesterday, and there were so many things that were either not done or done incorrectly that I was absolutely aghast.  I was thrilled to have the opportunity to spend my time correcting things that other fucking managers should have obviously been able to prevent in the first place.  We just had a ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is Steven's birthday. Even though we haven't spoken in a month, and I really don't expect that we will, I bought him a dress shirt, tie, and a sweater. Hell, he put up with me for as long as he did, I figure that even if we're not friends anymore, he deserves a consolation prize for that. I mailed his gifts to him ( Read more... )

Them hens will be the death of me ( Read more... )

Even more nosey than I am ( Read more... )