I made it through a real tough time where I had some huge bills to pay and just as I got them out of the way, this month has a few big ones as well, but March looks like clear sailing.
I went to see my terminal friend. We had dinner at his house and his wife in front of their 13 year old daughter asked me if I would help her liquidate the collections of stuff her husband acquired over the years. I knew that question was coming, and handled it well in front of them, but not after I left.
I was still distressed about it on Friday and went to see my favorite waitresses at Fridays, both of them were on and they brightened my day. I needed some smiles and caring to help me get through the weekend.
Last week ebay decided to castrate all the sellers of cheap items by raising their fees by about 65%, and then had the audacity to call it revenue neutral to us and tell the press they were losing money by doing it. I ripped them a new asshole with facts and figures, they came back that if I sell much more at higher prices I will make more money. I said OK, lets look at that, and did the analysis and they keep making a ton more money for doing nothing more for us.
I had to drive into New Jersey today to pick up some stuff for my business. Normally I fill the tank up when I am there as it is generally quite a bit cheaper, but today the difference was only 3 cents a gallon, so I decided that by the time I need to fill it up, the price here will be about that level.
Tomorrow we are supposed to have bad weather late in the day so I will get up early and try to get all my work and running around done by 2 at the latest. Then I will do all the work I should have done over the weekend. If the weather turns really bad, I might have a friend stay the night, as she lived too far away to drive in real bad weather.
I saw a show on cable the other night about women's orgasms. It was a series of question and a variety of women answered, it was not earth breaking news to me, but some men would be in disbelief. They would think that wham, bam, thank you mam is not the way women want it, go figure.
I went to see my terminal friend. We had dinner at his house and his wife in front of their 13 year old daughter asked me if I would help her liquidate the collections of stuff her husband acquired over the years. I knew that question was coming, and handled it well in front of them, but not after I left.
I was still distressed about it on Friday and went to see my favorite waitresses at Fridays, both of them were on and they brightened my day. I needed some smiles and caring to help me get through the weekend.
Last week ebay decided to castrate all the sellers of cheap items by raising their fees by about 65%, and then had the audacity to call it revenue neutral to us and tell the press they were losing money by doing it. I ripped them a new asshole with facts and figures, they came back that if I sell much more at higher prices I will make more money. I said OK, lets look at that, and did the analysis and they keep making a ton more money for doing nothing more for us.
I had to drive into New Jersey today to pick up some stuff for my business. Normally I fill the tank up when I am there as it is generally quite a bit cheaper, but today the difference was only 3 cents a gallon, so I decided that by the time I need to fill it up, the price here will be about that level.
Tomorrow we are supposed to have bad weather late in the day so I will get up early and try to get all my work and running around done by 2 at the latest. Then I will do all the work I should have done over the weekend. If the weather turns really bad, I might have a friend stay the night, as she lived too far away to drive in real bad weather.
I saw a show on cable the other night about women's orgasms. It was a series of question and a variety of women answered, it was not earth breaking news to me, but some men would be in disbelief. They would think that wham, bam, thank you mam is not the way women want it, go figure.
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I love to make a woman come. I think I like it better than having an orgasm, myself.