Long Time No Annoy

yo... so i'm here at the rich people's house again... i am housesitting. because when you get a message asking you to housesit the same day you are fired, you take the hint, take the money, call back the rich people and say "absolutely!" so i'm sitting here at their computer, updating my blog. because its been friggin AGES. hey, how's it going? there's so much to report... lets get started.

yes, as my previous post stated, i'm unemployed. between jobs, if you will. there was no real good reason for my being let go. i did not look at porn at work, my quality of work was still probably all right, i don't know. i never will. actually, if i get hired as a reader/scorer at the same place, i plan on politely asking my former boss the reason for her decision to let me go. hopefully, this will not result in another round of being "dismissed". cuz that would suck. balls.

so life goes on. my father is slightly irritated with me because i don't see him as often as he would like, or give him the proper kind of attention. i'm sorry, but i will not wear booby tassles... no... he just... aargh. i keep him where he can do the least damage to me and my life. because over the years, he's proven that that's how he has to be treated. i love him, i think he's great in so many ways, but i'm keeping him where he can't fuck me up as much anymore, and he will just have to learn to deal with that. you can't screw your kid up for the first (or only) twenty odd years of his life and not expect there to be lasting repercussions... idiot. and he's a shrink. go figure.

yes. dad keeps calling and trying to give me extra time and attention. granted, i'm not thrilled with the recent turn of events, but they haven't made me desire squishy loads of touchy feelie private time with dad. nope. sorry. i'm not wired that way. mostly, i'm just constantly tired (which i try to fight) and even more bored and lonely than when i had a job. i've been writing more, which is cool, and i'm trying to keep up with going to the gym. right now, i want a nice portion of alone time. i like alone time. it is good for me.

except when there's too much... without work, i have no captive audience to force into entertaining me when i'm bored and need a break. so some days get a little strange... i got really drunk a few nights ago. it wasn't fun. drinking is only fun with friends, as part of an evening of delight. just drinking... well, it kind of sucks, and i'm going to try to not do it again. yes, i'm aware i have a drinking problem. i'm so good now. apparently though, every now and then i have to remind myself that drinking in and of itself is not fun. sigh...

so last week, i hit on a guy, stephen. he's a teller at my drive up bank. i've had my eye on him since i got home last may, actually. i saw him at the grocery store while i was shopping with the fam, and tailed him for a bit, because he was tall and lanky, with long hair, and cute. later, i found out he works at my bank. interesting... then, ten days ago or so, he flashed me the peace sign as i drove off. really, how many people in san antonio flash the peace sign? and at me? after checking with several people, i was informed to go for it. what did i have to lose? admittedly, not much. so i drove up last week, and said hey, asked how he was doing. as i drove up, mind you, he gave a big excited wave and smile. "gold!" i thought. no, not really. as soon as i asked if he had any plans the next few evenings, he began to get the confused and defensive "what's going on, is this guy hitting on me?" tone. then he made sure to mention his girlfriend. then it all devolved into awkwardness, and eventually i drove away. tada. go me.

in other news, i'm trying to get this guy online to talk to me, but its not going smoothly. once again, i'm thinking i should find a monastery and join up. besides, everyone knows monks are gay... right? ... right???

so about six months late, i got my cell-phone upgraded. its cute. its a flippy, which is new. and it has all sorts of bells and whistles that i don't use and probably never will. it even has a camera. and i really fail to care. but it does have new digits, so i'll be making sure you important cats get those soon. may, your letter was hilarious, and along with my back hurting like all hell, was one of the two events yesterday that were at all fun and interesting.

yes, yesterday, my back hurt SO BAD! biscuit can tell you all about it. all morning and day, really, i kept trying to think of someone to call up so i could yell, "God damn! Mah back hurts!" ah well... oh yes, and mom and i had dinner and talked about my sister's "love life". woo hoo! in a public restaurant, no less! ha! ahh... memories...

anyway, i need to head over to mom's house so we can go get plants and plant them in our yard. because apparently its domestic day. Domestic! so this will have to do for now. keep smiling, especially while you're loading the gun underneath the table...

bam! sucka...