Father's Day was shit.
I worked from 7:00am until 2:00pm, cut the lawn and trimmed until close to 5:00pm and said "See ya" to my dad as he left with my mom for a BBQ. So I just went back to bed.
It was a little cold last night, wasn't it? I woke up to close my window and sometimes I don't even do that in the winter. I think I'm getting a bit of a cough, though...that could be the reason. I lit some scented candles and went back to bed.
The housewarming party was a great time (for a change). There were a lot of people there that I hadn't seen in a long time, not to mention some slight Canadian fame in the house. Their place looks really nice. Not typical new house nice, but actually nice. Peter had just finished a beautiful deck the day before the party. Amanda had spent all week completing some oil-canvas paintings to match each room (which were all decorated by Ikea). All of the standard light fixtures were replaced with new futuresque looking ones that light key focal points of the room. All of the appliances matched and were a nice brushed stainless steel. Basically, a kick ass new home.
It kind of excites me for when I get my own place. I'll keep a nice home, believe that!
Its been busy here at work today (obviously not busy enough to keep me from being online...) everyone is calling with rush orders and broken down machines and parts that need to be quoted. I think they should all relax for a bit; I mean its only Monday afternoon. Theyve got all week to get stressed out. Regardless, its not getting to me. Im good at keeping my cool even though a good fuck off *click* would be a lot easier (Im lookin at you, Mr. Bob Walters). That guy...Calls every 5 minutes wanting to know where his parts are. Ive got so and so in my office, wanting to know where those 12958169s are, Bobby... Well, Bob. Tell him that if you got off the phone with me, maybe I could go run them for him. Yeah, I wish I could say that. Instead I line up a bunch of yessirs and Ill look into its until he gets bored and hangs up. At least I can beat him at golf, right?
My sister just called. She opened my mail. My copy of the Smashing Pumpkins Siamese Dream 2xLP on 180g marble orange vinyl just showed up...Looks like Ive got a date with Billy and company after work
I worked from 7:00am until 2:00pm, cut the lawn and trimmed until close to 5:00pm and said "See ya" to my dad as he left with my mom for a BBQ. So I just went back to bed.
It was a little cold last night, wasn't it? I woke up to close my window and sometimes I don't even do that in the winter. I think I'm getting a bit of a cough, though...that could be the reason. I lit some scented candles and went back to bed.
The housewarming party was a great time (for a change). There were a lot of people there that I hadn't seen in a long time, not to mention some slight Canadian fame in the house. Their place looks really nice. Not typical new house nice, but actually nice. Peter had just finished a beautiful deck the day before the party. Amanda had spent all week completing some oil-canvas paintings to match each room (which were all decorated by Ikea). All of the standard light fixtures were replaced with new futuresque looking ones that light key focal points of the room. All of the appliances matched and were a nice brushed stainless steel. Basically, a kick ass new home.
It kind of excites me for when I get my own place. I'll keep a nice home, believe that!
Its been busy here at work today (obviously not busy enough to keep me from being online...) everyone is calling with rush orders and broken down machines and parts that need to be quoted. I think they should all relax for a bit; I mean its only Monday afternoon. Theyve got all week to get stressed out. Regardless, its not getting to me. Im good at keeping my cool even though a good fuck off *click* would be a lot easier (Im lookin at you, Mr. Bob Walters). That guy...Calls every 5 minutes wanting to know where his parts are. Ive got so and so in my office, wanting to know where those 12958169s are, Bobby... Well, Bob. Tell him that if you got off the phone with me, maybe I could go run them for him. Yeah, I wish I could say that. Instead I line up a bunch of yessirs and Ill look into its until he gets bored and hangs up. At least I can beat him at golf, right?
My sister just called. She opened my mail. My copy of the Smashing Pumpkins Siamese Dream 2xLP on 180g marble orange vinyl just showed up...Looks like Ive got a date with Billy and company after work
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Bobby... Take some time... Relax. Very important thing to do. I should take my own advice though.