My jobs are like ghosts

I am not totally feeling up to par today. Yesterday was such a shot in the gut for most of the day. The early afternoon was spent in court with my former employer. They are going to issue their ruling in fifteen days. But I feel like I did well and that the judgment will come down in my favor. ***Knock on Wood***

Usually when I feel things are going to go my way they don’t so naturally I am going to be tense until it is said and done.

After court I went and picked up Monica and went to Roosevelt Island. After that we drove up to Montgomery County and had burritos. Why we drove all the way up to Montgomery County for that I am not sure but suffice to say that we did. In case there are questions regarding my dating life – no comment – I am not making any decisions until after I am back on my feet again. I have to say that it really sucked having to listen to what was said yesterday.

I am still upset that from yesterday. Having to listen to someone just lie like that about your performance was such a slap in the face. My feeling is that if the decision comes down in my favor he will appeal yet again. This is his third and final appeal on this level and he has lost the first two. The next level will be much more costly on both sides but he is the type of person that will cut off his nose to spite his face. We will see what happens.

So I am not sure about Monica yet --- the first part of the afternoon I just wanted to go back home. But as the night went on I actually started enjoying being around her. I enjoyed it so much that when I dropped her off I really didn’t want to see her go. Funny how much a few hours can change our opinion of a person. I didn’t get much sleep and I am at work right now with nothing to do. I have not seen my boss is almost eleven days and I need some direction.

I wish that Joe and Alyssa would give me the go ahead to blab my big mouth about Alyssa being pregnant. It is practically killing me keeping it quiet for this long. Alyssa said it is almost time - But for crying out load how long can I be expect to keep a secret.

Quote of the Day:

When I was a kid growing up my dad always used to tell me he was an entrepreneur—which I looked up in the dictionary and learned is French for "between preneur." And although I'm not absolutely certain, I'm pretty sure preneur means "jobs."

Sand in my toes all the way home.

Ok so maybe I was wrong about dinner. Went out last night and it was actually a pleasant experience. We ended spending almost 4 ½ hours together and all in all it was a good night. This weekend there are plan to go up to Delaware to Rehoboth Beach. I am not totally knocked out about going up there.

I am very much not a day trip to the beach kind of person. In years past we wind up coming back from the beach with massive sunburns, salt water, and sun screen all over us. We leave late in the afternoon and it is a long drive home. Also, I always get stuck driving back from the beach which means I am the one that has to stay awake the entire time while everyone else goes to sleep.

I really need to choose a life path. I am currently stuck in this abyss of not knowing how to spend the rest of my professional life. Right now I have in narrowed down to Doctor, Lawyer, hospital admin, politician, or Investment Banker. So you see the diversity is killing. I think that it might be time for a new adventure. I am thinking it might be time to pack up and move out. Jenny suggested I consider getting my MBA in Dubai – Hummmm…. That a thought.

Quote of the day:

Yesterday I rushed myself to the emergency room to have my heart massaged. I didn't have heart problems or anything I just wanted to see what it would feel like to have my heart massaged. It turns out that the bureaucrats who run the hospital had put into place a bunch of policies that discourage such curiosity. It's no wonder American healthcare is so screwed up.

Dinner and a movie

Now that life is semi-back to normal or at least I think that it is. I can resume my endless rants. I talked to Mom and got that whole situation worked out. Tonight I am going to dinner with an old friend. But I have to say that I am completely sick and tired of going out to dinner with old friends. The reason for this is that people come into town and want you to go out with them. Which in and of itself isn’t a big deal. But there is such a feeling of commitment.

I think the real problem is me. I have such a fear of commitment that when someone wants to have dinner with me (and I have a window of five days to fit them in) my first impression is “who is this person?” my second thought is “how important is my friendship with this person?” I have actually in the past made plans to meet up with someone that is in town for a short period of time. Then I determined that since I only see them once every five years that I can’t be expected to drop what I am doing in order to be subservient to this person. This train of thought leads me to the conclusion that since I don’t see them enough we aren’t really friends subsequently I should not be spending time with someone that I am not friends with.

It is a sad state of affairs when you reach the point of commitment phobia that you actually have a logarithm for having dinner with someone from out of town.

Quote of the day:

Sometimes I drive around town in my car while wearing a bicycle
helmet. Then when I spot a biker who isn't wearing a helmet I roll
down my window and screech obscenities while pointing at my helmet.
Everybody deserves a positive role model.

What if your mama is the drama?

Would someone like to explain to me why it is that we have this (what at times seems to be uncontrollable) need to drag others into our drama. Take the last 24 hours for instance.

Last night I went with a friend to the title basin at the foot of the Jefferson Memorial; after spending the late evening at a concert for the Army Jazz Band, and the earlier part of the day on the national mall for the weekly tradition. I wanted to go down there and see the fish late at night. The two of us passed the time talking feeding fish talking to random people in the area and just enjoying each others company. So today I get up and a girl that I have been really interested in emails me. To get to the point it has been great.

So Mom calls and leaves a message. I call her back to get a – you don’t respect me speech. To add more to it I get the “you don’t respect anything that I have ever done for you speech.” All of this comes at the foot of some conversation she has had with her husband about how much the he and I email. FYI - we have emailed each other less than 11 times in the last 365 days. Which if you do the math means we have emailed each other once ever 33.18 days. I email someone every month and that means that I am not respecting my mother.

It would have just been easier if she had called and told me to fuck off and then hung up. But I guess that doesn’t feel as good. God I hate drama!!!!

Quote of the day - I never played by the rules and I never really cared, cuz my nasty reputation takes me everywhere.

Congrats Alissa and Joe

So I just found out that my two very amazing friends are pregnant. They have been married for 7 weeks and they are 7 weeks along. Guess there is nothing like knocking it out on the first shot!!!

Quote of the Day -

"I'm glad my parents pray, because that means they're not going to split up like the Reeds, and Dad will be around to teach me how to be a man," Toby said. "Just yesterday, he was telling me about how women are all crazy liars and how you have to be sure not to fall for what they say."

Andy Rooney please kill me.

So I now feel like a real blogger. I have completely abandoned my blogging effort since my first post, subsequently ensuring that you all would lose interest in my writing.

Actually I am sorry for not keeping you all up to date on my life. It has been a crazy few months but I ma back up and running. To get you up to speed I left my job in March. You all knew how much I love working for Tom and frankly it has been a nice departure from him. I have spent the last few months getting ready to go back to school and I am back on track. The reality of life is that I have been left without a challenge for quite sometime. But I think that I have found a passion again. I am not going to go into great detail at this time but suffice to say that life is back up and running. As always I have to remind you that I refuse to edit this so if I miss spelllllll I don’t care!!!!

So for the tangent of the day – I want to pretend I am thinking. Over the last few weeks I have had several different people staying at my house. I have to say the the whole experience has been a fucking nightmare. Let’s start with my roommates. One was an intern who has insisted on being treated like an equal. Ok you are my equal --- you have no job, no car, no children, you don’t own any property, you live off you parents graces and you commitment to life is nothing beyond what benefits you. Again how exactly are he and I equal???

The other roommate is what I call an itelfuckual. Intelfuckual n. –

1. People who ask deep questions in hopes of mind fucking you with further questions.

Now I spent the first 3 months of this living situation trying to converse with this individual to no avail. Now all of the sudden he has decided that he wants to talk. But not really talk he never asks me anything about my day or what is going on in my life. However, what he does is ask questions about meaningless topics. For example last night he asked me if it was legal to swear on TV. My first thought to this question was “thank god I am not holding a cross-bow right now” or I would have just been guilty of capitol murder but I digress.

He then asks me other questions always starting with “what do you think about”. These questions are always asked on subjects that he has already been privy to a large amount of information. So my off the cuff remarks are always then met with a follow up argument. Maybe one day he will just walk in and pick a fight like a real man, instead of going through this passive aggressive line of questioning. I wish I were so stupid that I actually fell for his crap and thought he really was intelligent.

Lately I have been writing like a mad man. The jokes have been a flowing like cheap booze at a Kiss concert. So I am thinking about getting back on stage in the near future. I will keep you posted but I am almost back up to 30 minutes of material which translates to about seven real minutes of quality product. Ok that is all for now I will try to be better about posting but I can make no promises. Keep in touch See below for the quote of the day. TGO

Quote of the day

Thanks to stern new security measures, a militarized school environment and a massive public-relations effort designed to obscure all memory of the murderous event, members of Columbine's popular crowd are once again safe to reassert their social dominance and resume their proud, longstanding tradition of excluding those who do not fit in.