Hooray for not having Interwebs for the past several weeks!
Actually, this isn't such a bad thing. Not having access to available porn, my iTunes library, and E-mail is forcing me to focus on the myriad hurdles life is throwin' my way recently.
1) Successfully had several small subcutaneous tumors removed from my chest and gut. All benign. Mild sigh of relief. Honestly... there was almost no chance of 'em bein' cancerous. Anyways, fuck you, stomach tumors!
2) moved into my new place. My Fresh-off-the-boat Russian movers were fuckin' hilarious. Seriously, their names were Ivan, Alexei, Anton, and Charles. That's right... Chuck. My folks don't live too terribly far away from either my last place, or the new 'un, so I was using their garage as an interim storage facility in the week preceeding my move out/in. My mother took me aside and asked - straight faced, mind you - "do you think they're with the Russian mafia?"
"...of course," was my reply, "The Yakuza have their hands in real estate, gambling, and prostitution. The Italians are known for racketeering, high-profile executions, and extortion. The Russian are slowly encroaching on the in-town professional moving company racket. Big bucks. I really think we should show our respects to Don Charles."
She didn't laugh.
3) I somehow got roped into giving a presentation to some very scary people at the office early last week. The presentation (sweating the preparation mostly) knocked me behind by a good two days. My boss was furious with me, that I'd managed to stick myself behind the proverbial rock 'n a hard place, but lauded me for my most excellent presentation. Hopefully the outcome will include life and work processes being one Helluva lot easier in the coming months. Yay! Go me!
4) Though I'm not yet establised in the new place quite yet, I've had about 5 people/groups visit me at the new place already. This means that whole "nesting" nonsense hasn't really happened yet. Hell, I'm at my folks right now, ganking free Internet, instead of figuring out which local ISP will offer me the best deal at the new pad... really should get on that, huh?
5) The old busy bodies in my building and the neighboring building (same complex) have already zeroed in on me. The lady who lives directly below me somehow managed to swing by my place 5 times yesterday. I quietly reminded her, time-and-again, that I had company coming over soon, but she kept finding new subject in which to engross herself. Her friend, another 'ol bidd who lives in the building across from ours, was also introduced to me. I see a trend in the two of 'em making themselves a constant presence in my life, if I don't nip this in the bud. They seem harmless enough. Just... I like my privacy, damnit!
Oh, and I work... too much. Way too much.
Nobody's going to read this, and I'm not bored enough to keep rambling, so I'ma stop here. This was somewhat therapeutic and I miss typing shit that doesn't directly relate to work.
Christ, I hate my job sometimes.
-Me
Actually, this isn't such a bad thing. Not having access to available porn, my iTunes library, and E-mail is forcing me to focus on the myriad hurdles life is throwin' my way recently.
1) Successfully had several small subcutaneous tumors removed from my chest and gut. All benign. Mild sigh of relief. Honestly... there was almost no chance of 'em bein' cancerous. Anyways, fuck you, stomach tumors!
2) moved into my new place. My Fresh-off-the-boat Russian movers were fuckin' hilarious. Seriously, their names were Ivan, Alexei, Anton, and Charles. That's right... Chuck. My folks don't live too terribly far away from either my last place, or the new 'un, so I was using their garage as an interim storage facility in the week preceeding my move out/in. My mother took me aside and asked - straight faced, mind you - "do you think they're with the Russian mafia?"
"...of course," was my reply, "The Yakuza have their hands in real estate, gambling, and prostitution. The Italians are known for racketeering, high-profile executions, and extortion. The Russian are slowly encroaching on the in-town professional moving company racket. Big bucks. I really think we should show our respects to Don Charles."
She didn't laugh.
3) I somehow got roped into giving a presentation to some very scary people at the office early last week. The presentation (sweating the preparation mostly) knocked me behind by a good two days. My boss was furious with me, that I'd managed to stick myself behind the proverbial rock 'n a hard place, but lauded me for my most excellent presentation. Hopefully the outcome will include life and work processes being one Helluva lot easier in the coming months. Yay! Go me!
4) Though I'm not yet establised in the new place quite yet, I've had about 5 people/groups visit me at the new place already. This means that whole "nesting" nonsense hasn't really happened yet. Hell, I'm at my folks right now, ganking free Internet, instead of figuring out which local ISP will offer me the best deal at the new pad... really should get on that, huh?
5) The old busy bodies in my building and the neighboring building (same complex) have already zeroed in on me. The lady who lives directly below me somehow managed to swing by my place 5 times yesterday. I quietly reminded her, time-and-again, that I had company coming over soon, but she kept finding new subject in which to engross herself. Her friend, another 'ol bidd who lives in the building across from ours, was also introduced to me. I see a trend in the two of 'em making themselves a constant presence in my life, if I don't nip this in the bud. They seem harmless enough. Just... I like my privacy, damnit!
Oh, and I work... too much. Way too much.
Nobody's going to read this, and I'm not bored enough to keep rambling, so I'ma stop here. This was somewhat therapeutic and I miss typing shit that doesn't directly relate to work.
Christ, I hate my job sometimes.
-Me