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Forgot to stop and get gas last night. This morning, the needle is hovering close to the E. I had enough to get to work, and shouldn’t have a problem getting to a station after work, but I hate letting it get that close. I don’t have triple A since I don’t travel much and the thought of running out of gas worries me a bit.

I moved some stuff back into my living room last evening, it’s still pretty empty. I think I may keep it that way – I was always triping over stuff before and it was over-run with junk. The only major thing I may add is an area rug – if I can find a good deal. Simplify – that’s the goal.

Gotta work on my costume today – only a few days left and I’m not sure if I’ll have a chance to work on it over the weekend. It won’t be the most detail oriented I’ve done, but it will be the most massive. There’s a mask involved too, and I’m a little worried about the logistics of that one.

Well, time for me to get back to work – got another “ASAP project” to do.

I wanted to document this so that it isn’t lost. My greatest downfall is being clever. I can never resist trying to be clever and it always backfires. Every single freaking time.

Except for yesterday. I went to subway and ordered my usual – Turkey/Bacon on Italian bread, lettuce only. When my sandwich artist got to the vegetables part of the order he glanced up at me when I said “lettuce only”. “No sauce or anything?” he asked and I said no and that I like it “extra plain”.

Normally, this would result in dazed look in the person’s eyes, but this time – my artist got the mild joke. He chuckled lightly, then said – “hey, it’s better for you anyway”.

And when he rang up the order, he stopped in the middle and said he might be able to make it cheaper. He did some kind of combo order thing and saved me about 50 cents. Not much, granted, but it was still a nice gesture.

So, in summary:

I said something mildly clever

The ‘victim’ got the joke

I got a better deal on my sub

The curse of backfiring cleverness is broken. Let the bells ring out my victory – I can be clever again!

Back to work, where I may attempt to be clever. Ha!

The signs for various political candidates are everywhere these days. And I just heard that GW has spent more on advertising than any candidate has ever done before. Wouldn’t it be nice if anybody could run for office without spending millions to do it? There don’t seem to be any ground rules to this anymore. How about this:

1. publicly list your views, credentials, and plans for the future.

2. have an independent panel review what you’ve said – if you lie, you’re disqualified.

3. you pay a small processing fee and you’re on the ballot

that’s it. No ads, no backstabbing. Civil, just, and fair.

heh.

It’ll never work.

later

Having a little trouble getting motivated today – the stuff I have to do here at work is, well, kinda boring. Gotta fill out my timecard too – by hand, since they don’t allow online submissions. And you have to use a #2 pencil to do it. Lame.

Had a pretty good weekend – just kinda lazy and enjoying it. I needed that – big time.

More cleaning to do this week – and a halloween costume to build. It’s just about done inside my head, and then all I have to do is make it real. Sounds simplistic, but that’s really about it – once I’ve imagined it, things pretty much fall into place.

Did some wood carving last week – the final piece was well received. Gave me a bit mor confidnece in doing that kind of work – it means that I’ll be more likely to try more things. I’ll try to get a pic for my site one of these days.

Well, guess that’s it for now… back to work.

Well, my room-mate finally got his stuff out yesterday. He left a lot of junk behind – I’ll have some clean up to do. I was a little sad last night – he just handed me the keys and left. No apoligy, no good-bye, just walked out the door.

Today, though, I’m in a much better mood. It feels like my home again, a feeling that I was really missing. Locks are changed, windows and doors are secure. It’s mine.

There are a lot of memories there, to be sure, so I’ll get this place back in order and move out at some point in the not too distant future.

I’m just so relieved that it’s finally over.

Well, a short day today – time to get to work…

Well, at least I’m hoping its the last day. Feels like I’ve been trapped in an elevator with an idiot. We’re approaching the ground floor and I’m just about ready to kick his sorry ass out the door and make repairs so I can go back to the penthouse. Like tomorrow will be a day to start over.

And I wonder what I’ll go home to today. What kind of a mess will be left behind. One thing’s for certain, I’m going to have to invest in garbage bags. He hasn’t planned ahead enough to do a good job.

And why should he? He figured that I’d simply cave again and give him even more time. What a surprise it must have been for him – when I stood my ground. Funny how fury will do that to a person.

The best part will be when the cloud finally lifts – when things are finally over. And I can get back to being myself – quirky, fun, and well…happy.

For now, though, I’m simply going back to work…

Well, I should have seen this one coming. My room-mate just called and tried to push things back – that he’d get the “big stuff” on Saturday. I told him, no, the move out day is Thursday, just as we have been planning for 2 weeks. I told him that the locks would be changed on Friday and that was it. He said that he understood and that he’s got the rest of the stuff out already, but that he’d need to get the big stuff on Saturday. I told him, no, he didn’t understand – Thursday is the move out day. I was nearly yelling at him – which I don’t do at work.

He finally said “I guess I’ll find someplace else to sleep and have everything out on Thursday”. And then I hung up on him.

I am so freaking mad right now – I’ve had depressing blogs but this must be my angriest. I’m still shaking. I just can’t get a break – he’s going to be an asshole right to the very bitter end.

And to think I was starting to consider taking time off and helping him. I might take the time off anyway, just to keep track of my stuff.

The good mood is dead. I don’t see it coming back until that blissful moment when the landlord hands me my brand new shiny key.

Time to go home…

And it was. Work pretty much sucked, but I’m used to that. Got the utility billing set to be switched over with no problem. Worked on a project that turned out to be easier than I thought, so I’m way ahead of schedule.

The only concern, again, was the room-mate situation. He’s not behaving like someone who has to move out on Thursday. I’m going to drop the bomb on him tomorrow about the locks being changed. I shouldn’t have to – since he’s told me he’ll be out on Thursday – but in case he’s planning on dragging his feet I want to forestall the drama.

Well, time to get back to work…

So, Jeff and I moved a bunch of my stuff to his place to “get it out of the way” for my room-mate’s move. At least, that’s the cover story. I reality, I’m just trying to make sure some of the smaller, valuable items I own don’t get moved out with his stuff. Do I think that will really happen? Well, 3 months ago I would have scoffed at the notion. Now, I’m not so sure. This whole deal has made me a little colder and a lot angier in general. I’m hoping I can get it out of my system when all is said and done. I don’t like feeling this way – and I don’t like that I have to feel and act this way to get some common courtesy and respect from people who claim to be my friends.

Did some homework – writing up some text for a web page at work. Not too bad, kinda relaxing really. Got some meetings and stuff going on today- the usual crap.

Heading over to the cities utility billing department today to get that in motion. They have to do a meter reading, which I hope I can time to do at the same time the landlord does the walk-thru. I’ve already cleared taking the time off with the boss – so no worries there.

Well, back to work…

Just talked to the landlord about the lock-change on Friday. He’s cool with it and we set up a time. He also asked me about the dogs – and we finally got the story straight on that one.

When I realized that the girlfriend and her dogs were not moving out, I asked her about it to make sure I had the info straight before I went to the landlord. My room-mate told me that he had already spoken to the landlord and gotten approvals. I was surprised, but figured it was case closed.

The truth is that the landlord saw my room-mate with the dogs and asked if they were living there or just visiting. He was told “just visiting”.

It was “not okay” with the landlord and I apoligized for not following up anyway. He was totally cool with it – which is quite a relief for me.

Also, the landlord has been trying to get in touch with me for several weeks now, and leaving messages for me at home. Messages that I never got – they were erased before I heard them. He didn’t have my work number correct, so he was happy to hear from me.

It’s good that the landlord is on my side and is willing to work with me. And that now things are inexorably in motion. No turning back, no extentions.

4 days to go…

Back to work again…