Thoughts
You know it's time to go when you hate it don't you? I am speaking of my wonderful j.o.b. I'm sure I would be much more content if I was about 20 years older, but as it is I'm 28 and sitting around is just driving me fucking crazy. Night after night I go to work to find little to do. Some bitch that is eh? "Boy I went to work last night and didn't do shit". I have a problem with that. I have a problem that the company thinks that that is okay. Granted, an easy day here and there is great but every day? Remember a ways back I said I'd sit here and rub my finger over my lips and make a crazy sound? Well I'm typing this with one hand and doing just that... There has been a mass exit here as of late. There is always a high turn over rate here but some of the "lifers" are leaving. I can only hope to hop on the exit train. Not to be confused with the Whaaaaa train.
During the week working third shift take a toll on "sissypants" and myself. We can't seem to come to a sleep schedule that sticks. For a while it was going to be I'd come home and go right to bed. That doesn't work because "J" either doesn't get much rest at night or decides to sleep until 11 or so. Then there's the idea of me going to sleep when she gets up then I get up around 4 and hang out for awhile, eat supper then lay back down. That doesn't work either because we don't get much time together. What's the solution? First shift...
How's the Shape up or Ship out blog entry going? Not well. Lets just say I should have bought a weight bench instead of this piece of shit punching bag. You see I had one real good work out on it and the thing hasn't been the same. I doctored it up and I can just tell that it will not hold up. I'll test my patch job sometime today. At least a weight bench would still be useful. I think I feel a hate email coming for Everlast. Basically this bag is free standing on a base that is made of plastic. There is a shaft that screws to the base. These screws just grab into the plastic base. After I beat the piss out of it, the plastic gets worn away and the bag gets loose and wobbly. AKA=$100 junk.
My ex is not fulfilling her obligation according to our divorce agreement. All this does is piss me off and make me very glad I am where I am. I am not pissing around with this. A lawyer will be contacted if this is not resolved by the end of next week. Pure, simple, and true.
Julie is officially divorced. I think that happened on the 8th or 9th. Now it's time to ring shop. Garrett says to avoid diamonds. Julie says to buy a ring out of the quarter machines in front of the grocery stores. Maybe I'll compromise. Get a plastic ring with a glass shaped diamond or maybe a gold ring with a plastic diamond? No matter what I decide I hope Julie likes it and most importantly accepts.
You know what? It's time for more noises.
Later.
I love you Julie.
During the week working third shift take a toll on "sissypants" and myself. We can't seem to come to a sleep schedule that sticks. For a while it was going to be I'd come home and go right to bed. That doesn't work because "J" either doesn't get much rest at night or decides to sleep until 11 or so. Then there's the idea of me going to sleep when she gets up then I get up around 4 and hang out for awhile, eat supper then lay back down. That doesn't work either because we don't get much time together. What's the solution? First shift...
How's the Shape up or Ship out blog entry going? Not well. Lets just say I should have bought a weight bench instead of this piece of shit punching bag. You see I had one real good work out on it and the thing hasn't been the same. I doctored it up and I can just tell that it will not hold up. I'll test my patch job sometime today. At least a weight bench would still be useful. I think I feel a hate email coming for Everlast. Basically this bag is free standing on a base that is made of plastic. There is a shaft that screws to the base. These screws just grab into the plastic base. After I beat the piss out of it, the plastic gets worn away and the bag gets loose and wobbly. AKA=$100 junk.
My ex is not fulfilling her obligation according to our divorce agreement. All this does is piss me off and make me very glad I am where I am. I am not pissing around with this. A lawyer will be contacted if this is not resolved by the end of next week. Pure, simple, and true.
Julie is officially divorced. I think that happened on the 8th or 9th. Now it's time to ring shop. Garrett says to avoid diamonds. Julie says to buy a ring out of the quarter machines in front of the grocery stores. Maybe I'll compromise. Get a plastic ring with a glass shaped diamond or maybe a gold ring with a plastic diamond? No matter what I decide I hope Julie likes it and most importantly accepts.
You know what? It's time for more noises.
Later.
I love you Julie.
posted by JW at
12:36 AM
1 Comments:
Your job does suck the big one. I hate going to be every night without you. It may take its toll on us but I will be here waiting for you every morning. A good 1st shift will come along. When I sleep in its because our son decides he doesnt want to sleep at night or I have other kiddie problems to deal with. I love you!
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