rephrased

Sooooo....
I applied for a promotion at work. It would mean more money, an extra week of vacation, more responsibility, a chance to travel (a little, within the Northeast... no further than Philly), and a chance to finally make the move out of the mortgage world. Wish me luck! I interviewed last week, and should find out today.

I've been feeling lately like this whole single thing I've been doing might not be the worst thing in the world. All my friends have been having big relationship troubles and they're miserable. Me? I got baseball. Baseball never has problems you don't understand. Baseball never leaves for somebody else. Baseball never has a headache (although there are the rain delays...). Anyway, baseball, man. Baseball.

Brought my car in to the shop today. I've been needing new tires for a while, and my brakes started grinding this week. Anyway, the mechanic there was this cute woman, probably early 20's with short, black-dyed hair and a couple of cartilage piercings. There's something sexy about a girl in blue coveralls who carries a tire gague in her pocket. And maybe it's just...
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Since I have nothing much to say, I'll adopt/adapt/plagarize Graycen's format for the evening.

Wearing: comfy carpenter jeans, a gray Blue Man Group t-shirt over a light blue long-sleeve, bare feet, and a Milwaukee Brewers cap.

Listening to: Leonard Cohen's "Songs From a Room" on vinyl

Feeling: headachey and tired.

Wanting: another weekend

Looking Forward To: vacation, April 30. Spending a week along out...
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Yup. Back again.

Had an excellent New Year's. Got drunk and watched bad porn with good people. Hurrah. Happy 2006.