Job = Secured
Got a call from Brother today confirming that I am in fact still employed, which means that both my background check and drug test were fine. Training starts Monday at 8:00 AM. I daresay the potential of not being poor any more excites me. Going shopping with my stepmom over the weekend to replace MUS-era khakis and polo shirts. Still trying to decide about a haircut -- the mop is past my shoulder blades now.
The Blackfang BBQ is next Saturday. Assuming I can get Friday off (I discussed this with the HR people at Brother and they made it sound like it wouldn't be an issue), Andy and I will be driving to infinite and back over the course of that weekend. I'm sure some of you don't understand the attraction of getting to meet a bunch of dorks you play a computer game with, but we spend... a lot... of time with these folks, and it's going to kick ass to be able to meet them.
I'm finally upping the first two sessions of Cowboy Bebop. I'll link them tomorrow. Subtitled versions are a no-go, and Windows Media Player can toss my salad. Use Media Player Classic or something.
I really need to get Cee's house wired up some time this century. Diet Sunkist isn't as gross as I thought it would be. I'm considering importing a wife from a foreign country. Hitman: Blood Money is electric sex.
Okay, I think that's everything.
The Blackfang BBQ is next Saturday. Assuming I can get Friday off (I discussed this with the HR people at Brother and they made it sound like it wouldn't be an issue), Andy and I will be driving to infinite and back over the course of that weekend. I'm sure some of you don't understand the attraction of getting to meet a bunch of dorks you play a computer game with, but we spend... a lot... of time with these folks, and it's going to kick ass to be able to meet them.
I'm finally upping the first two sessions of Cowboy Bebop. I'll link them tomorrow. Subtitled versions are a no-go, and Windows Media Player can toss my salad. Use Media Player Classic or something.
I really need to get Cee's house wired up some time this century. Diet Sunkist isn't as gross as I thought it would be. I'm considering importing a wife from a foreign country. Hitman: Blood Money is electric sex.
Okay, I think that's everything.