Another day in hell

Today I learned what my hell would be like:

I would wake up at 6:30am, iron a shirt, put my tie on, put on a pair of uncomfortable dress shoes, and drive to work dreading the people I'd have to work with that day. So, I'd arrive at work and start grading reports from students who don't give a shit (so they continually screw up their reports, making more work for themselves and me). I'd then have my random conversation with someone interrupted by seemingly everyone else in the office (because they all know everything). Afterwards I'd have 'Team Leaders' say "Hey you, I NEED you to do this," when they are the ones who are supposed to be completing that particular task. Then maybe, just maybe, I'd go to lunch a little late. I'd come back from lunch only to find my team members looking at me as if to say "Wow, that was a long lunch," when in reality I took my authorized hour-long lunch. I'd continue dealing with random bullshit all day until about 5:30pm or 6:00pm, when my work is complete and I have worked almost an hour over what I was scheduled to work. The next day I'd come in about 30 minutes past the normal start time of 8:00am (taking my rightful compensation time) and people would say things like, "Oh I'm so glad you came in, people have been PANICKING and looking all over for you," and "Oh, you decided to show up."

All the while I'd be thinking to myself, 'Nice paycheck, but am I being paid to do a job or to manage my temper when dealing with assh0le colleagues?' Hell, when a student comes up to me and asks, "Hey sir, how do you deal with these lame-o instructors?" it really makes me wonder. Complaints aside, the reality is that one man's treasure is another man's trash. Someday we'll find the golden ticket dogg.

Songs to work on...

Most of these are pretty easy now that I have a better grasp of the fretboard. Sometimes I think the best sounding songs are the easiest ones to play.

The White Stripes
-Seven Nation Army

Nirvana
-Polly
-Come As You Are

Stone Sour
-Through the Glass

Chevelle
-Comfortable Liar
-Send the Pain Below

Incubus
-I miss you
-Megalomaniac
-Make Yourself
-Pardon Me

Around town

Here's some things that happened today:

1. Work was slow for a change. All the a-bags left early. Yesssss.

2. I was hungry often.


After work.

Two clowns we met later in the day.

3. Apparently one of our friends cried after watching The Notebook.

OJ Happy Bowl

Happy G.I. numba one funny boy!!!

F*ck you

Eat my @$$ with a spork.

Ideas on paper

The book idea that started on December 28th, 2006 is no longer just an idea. Preliminary character development has begun. The meat and potatoes flavor of the book has been chosen. Folders have been created, emails have been tabbed. Drawing and correspondence has taken place and continues to expand weekly. We're both on the same sheet of music, and this time it's more like "it's about time" than "maybe it'll work this time". This can't possibly be a one man job anyway, so here we go.

I got-da new cam-ra

FYI Bitchez...All the photos you see here are compliments of the chef. Been wanting this for a long time! THANK YOU! I love you.

Missing Coat

Just an example.

Chores

$78

Manley & Me

I opened the door into the garage and the first thing I spotted was Manley, lying on his carpet, looking dejected. In that instant snapshot image, I could see that his snout and hands were not right. They were dark brown, not their usual light yellow, and were caked in dried blood. Then my focus zoomed out and I was breathless. Manley had shredded the garage door. Bits of wood were sprayed in a 10-foot semicircle, streaks of blood and fingernail scratches marked the spots where he had dug a hole almost clear through the door. The bottom three inches of the doorjamb were completely missing. I was not so much angry as I was in awe.

Welcome, good year.

So, 2006 was pretty much a bust. I remember years like 1993, 1996, 1999, 2002, and can honestly say those were some of the best years of all. After typing that, I just realized a trend. Every three years has been really good for me. Yes, I've had other good years, but good isn't something that's going to stand out in my memory. I don't exactly aim for 'good' these days. According to this trend, 2008 will be my next better-than-average year.

I have some goals I would like to put in writing. Both on this blog and on paper for myself. Maybe someone will hold me accountable...

Watch more movies; hike mountains; train for a climb up Mt. Kilimanjaro; photograph my year; keep an illustrated log of select events throughout the coming 52 weeks; buy some books; make fun of Manley; spend more money; buy only used items (with the exception of personal hygiene stuff of course); get out of a lame job with egotistical colleagues and get back into personal training; play my guitar mo' betta; get rid of my cell phone (ain't gonna happen); grow a full goatee and promptly shave it off; drink better beverages; drink more wine; protest something; backpack the Grand Canyon over a 3-day weekend; maintain my vehicle on time; smear Nancy Pelosi's name as a new moron in the House of Representatives; at least one dental cleaning/checkup; worry less about insurance; get more sleep each night (at least 7 hours instead of 5); road trip; work on my short story idea; gym 5 days per week (that's mandatory and isn't a change); do laundry on Friday after work so I don't have to on the weekends; denounce John McCain, Barack Obama, and Hillary Clinton's bids for the Presidency and support Rudy Guliani ('cause he's the best option); give old clothes to Salvation Army; fight someone when the need be; buy some expensive pens; paint my room; get drunk a little more often; check this list now and then and track my progress; be less busy with things I don't care about; spend less time online.