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For reasons currently unknown to me Ricyn requests that I mark down another entry in my journal.
This one goes out to the Gringo.
I have no idea where I left off last so I'll just start at the summer. Me and Dad went crabbing and didn't catch much.
Fall
Sometime in September or October I went back with Jason. Thankfully, this time around was much easier on me. I finally settled down in a groove where I could work comfortably and not get over-stressed. Jason paired me up with Troy to do jobs seperate from the main crew. Our first solo flight was a success and he decided to make us our own crew. Needless to say, Troy and I were quite proud. We did a few jobs and hired a new crew member, Cliff. He's Troy's...father's...girlfriend's...son...yeah. No real relation but its close enough. I like his personality but I agree with Troy: his work ethic isn't the best but I don't try to put that against him. I just hope he gets into a groove like I did and starts working at a better pace. Unfortunately, Troy wasn't satisfied with his work and dumped him on Jason's crew. Jay's son, Tylor, joined up with us again and he's now our third man. While I don't like him as much as Cliff, he works better and gets along very well with Troy.
Today, I was groggy because I spent the night before working on Need for Speed: Underground vinyls for everyone. I commented to Walt that I just go home considering how many people we have since its raining and parts of the main crew came over to leech off our inside work. He asked if that was possible and I can't rememeber what I replied but anyway, he called up Jason and left. It looks as though that is going to come back and haunt me because tomorrow Jason is having a meeting at 7:20am about things like that. Things look bad if you ask me.
Home life has been good. Perhaps the best its ever been. Dad's birthday was at the end of November and we all pitched in to get him a nice leather recliner. He's probably down there enjoying it this very moment. That is if the cats are willing to share. The medicine is doing a bang-up job and I'm glad I took that big step to seek help. I always thought it was a chemical problem, but now I know. Of course, its self-perpetuating. The sheer fact that I know I'm better makes my self-confidence rise.
I had been pecking slowly at that spare bedroom of ours trying to clean it up. I hadn't been doing very well untill Dad stepped in and helped me clean it up. And clean it up we did. We got all the trash out and turned it into his new bedroom. This was a dream of mine since I could now take claim to the empty middle bedroom that was once his. We cleaned that sucker up and now my office and bedroom has finally become one. Its very nice. I'll get some pictures once I remember to ask Sunday to bring her digital camera. Yeah, Jason got her one of those big expensive Nikon digital cameras for her birthday. It kicks some ass. Unfortunately, now she's calling me up every night on questions about Photoshop. She even went out and bought a $50 Photoshop book. Ah well, I suppose its a better investment than....uh...I actually like all my stuff so I can't really compare.
I need to get on Jason's ass about the contest prizes this week. He says he wants to do them this week but he wanted to do them last week too. He's just a busy guy. I don't want to push him too much because I see how he is every day and he is ragged. There are times when you can really see that he doesn't want to be a boss; he wants to be a crew member again. Sad times. Also, I don't like the fact that he's my boss. Its a pressure thing to me. Not only am I doing my best for the boss man, I'm also doing my best for my brother and friend which is infitessimally greater than the former. Other than that, I'm out of complaints. Pretty good, eh?
This one goes out to the Gringo.
I have no idea where I left off last so I'll just start at the summer. Me and Dad went crabbing and didn't catch much.
Fall
Sometime in September or October I went back with Jason. Thankfully, this time around was much easier on me. I finally settled down in a groove where I could work comfortably and not get over-stressed. Jason paired me up with Troy to do jobs seperate from the main crew. Our first solo flight was a success and he decided to make us our own crew. Needless to say, Troy and I were quite proud. We did a few jobs and hired a new crew member, Cliff. He's Troy's...father's...girlfriend's...son...yeah. No real relation but its close enough. I like his personality but I agree with Troy: his work ethic isn't the best but I don't try to put that against him. I just hope he gets into a groove like I did and starts working at a better pace. Unfortunately, Troy wasn't satisfied with his work and dumped him on Jason's crew. Jay's son, Tylor, joined up with us again and he's now our third man. While I don't like him as much as Cliff, he works better and gets along very well with Troy.
Today, I was groggy because I spent the night before working on Need for Speed: Underground vinyls for everyone. I commented to Walt that I just go home considering how many people we have since its raining and parts of the main crew came over to leech off our inside work. He asked if that was possible and I can't rememeber what I replied but anyway, he called up Jason and left. It looks as though that is going to come back and haunt me because tomorrow Jason is having a meeting at 7:20am about things like that. Things look bad if you ask me.
Home life has been good. Perhaps the best its ever been. Dad's birthday was at the end of November and we all pitched in to get him a nice leather recliner. He's probably down there enjoying it this very moment. That is if the cats are willing to share. The medicine is doing a bang-up job and I'm glad I took that big step to seek help. I always thought it was a chemical problem, but now I know. Of course, its self-perpetuating. The sheer fact that I know I'm better makes my self-confidence rise.
I had been pecking slowly at that spare bedroom of ours trying to clean it up. I hadn't been doing very well untill Dad stepped in and helped me clean it up. And clean it up we did. We got all the trash out and turned it into his new bedroom. This was a dream of mine since I could now take claim to the empty middle bedroom that was once his. We cleaned that sucker up and now my office and bedroom has finally become one. Its very nice. I'll get some pictures once I remember to ask Sunday to bring her digital camera. Yeah, Jason got her one of those big expensive Nikon digital cameras for her birthday. It kicks some ass. Unfortunately, now she's calling me up every night on questions about Photoshop. She even went out and bought a $50 Photoshop book. Ah well, I suppose its a better investment than....uh...I actually like all my stuff so I can't really compare.
I need to get on Jason's ass about the contest prizes this week. He says he wants to do them this week but he wanted to do them last week too. He's just a busy guy. I don't want to push him too much because I see how he is every day and he is ragged. There are times when you can really see that he doesn't want to be a boss; he wants to be a crew member again. Sad times. Also, I don't like the fact that he's my boss. Its a pressure thing to me. Not only am I doing my best for the boss man, I'm also doing my best for my brother and friend which is infitessimally greater than the former. Other than that, I'm out of complaints. Pretty good, eh?