Happy Fucking New Year!

I haven't been blogging much lately, because I've been busy? No. Bored? Not really! I have no idea, actually.

So I missed wishing you all a Merry Christmas...so Happy Belated Christmas!

At least I'm here to wish you all a Happy New Year!

Denver and San Fran are playing and I can't even believe that San Fran is winning! They suck! Well, that's my personal opinion anyway! OK, maybe they don't suck...but I hate them!

Oh, I almost forgot. I went to the Tran-Siberian Orchestra concert on the 17Th with Mother Mitchell & Skipper. Anyway, the concert was phenomenal as always! Still isn't the same without Daryl though. But it's amazing none the less.

I can't believe that I really have nothing to say. Well, I"m sure that I have a ton of shit to write about, just not really feeling like it at the present moment.

I'll catch up later!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! Hope it's a good one for all of you!

A great Christmas present!

Today was relatively boring at work considering that everyone is gearing up for the upcoming Holiday. Most of us, even though we had plenty of work to get done, hung around and goofed off for the majority of the day. I certainly did my fair share of doing nothing. I did quite a bit of work in the beginning of the day, but after lunch, well, it was screw off time.
I was hanging out at the front counter around 2:00PM, showing Chief how to make a paper football when Container Girl came up to me to ask for a cigarette. I was just about to run down to my office and grab my smokes when the phone rang and she answered it. So Chief and I continued our football game for a few minutes. When she finally hung up, I walked over to her desk and leaned over the fence...I had lost the football game anyway and Chief and Pennyman had started their own game. Container Girl started talking about some guy she had worked with years earlier, and how his son was coming in to pick up some materials. She mentioned his name and my jaw dropped.

"Did you just say Zeke," I asked her.

"Yeah, why you know him?"

"Well, not the father. But I know his son, I think."

We got into a conversation about Zeke, and I was pretty sure it was the same guy. I told her to call me up to the counter when he came in so I could say hi to him.

"Go get a cigarette," she reminded me.

So I ran down to my office, grabbed my smokes, and came back up to the front counter. We headed out and lit up, yes right in front of the front doors. We talked a bit about how she worked with Zeke's father, and I worked with Zeke. It had been years since I had seen him. Just as I put my cigarette out, a green pick up pulled into the parking lot.

"That's him," she said.

"Yes, it is."

We stood out front while Zeke got out of his truck. As stepped onto the front stairs he picked his head up and looked at Container Girl, then looked at me and his jaw dropped.

"Oh my God," he said. "How are you? It's so good to see you!"

Zeke came up to me and gave me a big hug and kiss! I think he was just as shocked to see me as I was to see him! We talked for a minute until he grabbed my hand, "Come out to my truck. You have to see my new puppy!" he said with a huge grin on his face.

As we walked around the corner to where he had parked his truck, I just KNEW that I'd be hearing about this for the rest of the day! I didn't care though! I was just glad to see him again!

We stood out at his truck for a few minutes, playing with his Golden Retriever and the new Husky puppy that he had bought his wife for Christmas. She was darling! The puppy, I've never met his wife! When we walked back inside so he could pick up his order, the first thing I noticed was how crowded it had gotten at the front counter. When Container Girl and I had gone out for our cigarette the only people at the counter where Chief and Pennyman. Now, Chief, Pennyman, Hummer, Grimy, Dave, Diva, Boss Hogg, and a couple of the guys from the shop! They're so nosey and pathetic!

Zeke and I talked for a few more minutes before he left, but before he left, he gave me another kiss and hug. It was really nice to see him again, and hopefully we'll see each other again.

Of course, I had to endure all the comments, and the questions, and the stares...all because Zeke gave me a hug and a kiss. Screw them all! I'll let them keep guessing about who he is!

NOTE: The husky puppy is not Zeke's puppy, but it's still cute none the less!

Shut up!

I wonder why people judge other people that they have never even met!? That's one thing that not only boggles my mind, but thoroughly pisses me off.

I remember when Bibleman and I first started dating. All I heard was how much of a psycho bitch his ex-wife was. Granted, what else did I expect to hear from him about her? But either way, nothing he said about her had any influence on my opinion of her at all. I had never met her, so I just didn't feel right talking trash about her, or forming an opinion about her based on his biased views. Personally, I highly doubt she was a psycho bitch. I think she was either A) very stupid for putting up with his shit for 17 years or B) a friggin Saint.

Point is this, I'm quite upset that 'person A' would judge 'person B' based on something 'person C' said, especially when 'person A' and 'person C' have never even met 'person B'... I guess it goes with the territory. I would have loved to tell them both to shut the fuck up! And it still pisses me off!

What, what, what??

It's been over a week since my last post, for several reasons. First, I've been busy with Christmas. Wrapping, shopping, and that garbage! Second, I've been having fun. I've got a ton of stuff to catch up on and I will definitely get to it. For now, I have to get back to work...my tea is almost ice cold, and this pile of paperwork isn't getting any smaller! But I'll do what I can in between signing contracts!

Daryl Pediford...

I absolutely despise Christmas! I'm sure that I don't need to keep repeating myself, but I will. There are very few things I look forward to around this time of year. The first thing I look forward to is The Trans Siberian Orchestra Concert, which I attend annually since 2001. I NEVER tire of it. The only thing that will be different this year, as it was last year, is that Daryl Pediford will not be singing, as he passed away October 10, 2004. It breaks my heart really. He was an amazing presence and an unnatural talent. His raspy voice just cannot be duplicated, and that somehow takes away from Daryl's songs. Daryl is, and will always be sorely missed by his countless fans.

The second thing I look forward to, is our annual 'Pound Party.' We will get together again this year to exchange gifts, drink, and be merry. But this year, we will be a much smaller group. Our party used to consist of 13-15 people, crammed into Mother Mitchell's house. This year, there's only going to be 5, and out of those 5, three of us are original Pound Partiers! The best thing about our party is, of course, getting drunk and stupid. Yippee!!!

The last thing I look forward to is a day off with pay! What else needs to be said about that?

Christmas hasn't been a very big deal for me since my Grampa passed in 1988, I've said this before, I know. There's no excitement that should go with it. And there is very little Christmas Spirit, as far as I'm concerned. My usual routine...get us when I feel like it, head over to Mom's when I feel like it, eat breakfast, open some gifts, act excited, eat dinner, watch TV with Dad, go home and screw off, head down to my landlords for mass hysteria, drink, go upstairs, sleep! WOW! Can we say incredibly boring??? This year should prove to be no different.

What really pisses me off about Christmas and the season the most is people's god damned attitude. You know, I went to the mall last Saturday. I HATE the mall, let alone at Christmas time when everyone and their brother is out with major attitudes and pissy-ness. Anyway, I live about 20 minutes from the mall, no big deal, right? WRONG! I got stuck in traffic for about an hour. To me, sitting in traffic is NOT a huge inconvenience. I mean, let's face it...If you wait until 2 weeks before Christmas to get your ass to the mall then EXPECT traffic. That's it! It's simple! So I'm sitting in traffic, window rolled down, smoking my cigarette, bopping along to some major tunage, smiling away, not upset in the least that I'm stuck in traffic. I looked around me, and suddenly became quite aware that everyone was absolutely miserable. No one was smiling, no one was laughing, every had a puss a mile long! The two guys in the car in back of me didn't even say one word to each other the whole 2 miles they were behind me. What the fuck is with that? Isn't Christmas supposed to bring out the best in people? Why all the unhappiness? Granted, I'm nasty around Christmas, and I just plain hate it...but I think I realize more around this time of year, that life just isn't that bad! And it makes me happy to know that I am far better off than a lot of people. Maybe that's why I get bi-polar this time of year...who knows...who cares??? Right???

Bah Humbug! And Merry Christmas...and shit!

I have had it up to here!

Well, not much time to blog right now, I'm stuck in this shit hole busting my ass again trying to get all my damn work done. Not to mention, I got a semi-ass-chewing from Grimy. Same shit, different day! It's all the same, it never really gets better but some days are more tolerable than others.

I might just go home early, curl up on the couch with my cats and cry. I'm not one for crying in front of many people, matter of fact, besides my parents, the only other people who've seen me cry is Mother Mitchell and Bibleman.

I don't know if it's Christmas that's getting to me, since I really don't like it, or what. But the fact that I'm seconds from tears and it's 1:15PM is really bothering me. I can't wait for 4:30 to get it's ass here so I can blow this Popsicle stand!

I have a bunch of stuff to get done this week, and I can only hope that I can accomplish it all. December really sucks!

Slacking...

Ok, I've been slacking once again! It's been crazy though, what the Holiday coming up. I've got a bazillion things to do, so blogging hasn't been very high on my list of priorities. If I get the opportunity in the next few days, I'll get my ass back in gear!

I know I haven't blogged in a few days or so. I just haven't really had much to say. I was going to go Christmas shopping today after work, and then decided against it. I just didn't feel like it, so I came home. I did find a few presents that I had forgotten I bought. I guess I'll brave the crowds and go shopping on Saturday and wrap on Sunday. That gives me the rest of the week to do absolutely nothing!

I have to rant for a minute or two...

I came into work Monday morning and walked into my office, put my shit on my desk and then said Good Morning to Dave, which is what I always do. I barely got a response from him, so I figured he had a spat with the wife and was in a pissy mood. He didn't talk to me all day, except for when he had to. Tuesday when I came into my office he wasn't here, he was upstairs at the counter shooting the shit with the guys. He came down about an hour and a half later but still didn't talk to me all day. No big deal. Well, since I haven't seen him but for a total of maybe 2 minutes all day today, and he's still not talking me, I figure when he gets over whatever the hell it is that's making him a grouchy bastard...I won't be talking to him. Stupid, I know...but such is my life working with a bunch of immature assholes. I've always been one to confront someone I have an issue with as it's the easiest and least stressful way to get over it!

At any rate, I'll expect him to not talk to me for the rest of the week. He's been upstairs at the counter for 5 hours now, not doing a damn thing while I've been busting my ass to keep this damn department running. The little shit can't even make a phone call and schedule a pick up...even though he's the scheduler! I could choke him. But I won't...Instead, I'll wait until Monday, when I walk into the office and he says Good Morning...because my reply will be "Fuck you too, Dave!"

That's all for now...I know I sound miserable, but in actuality, I'm sitting here listening to The Red Hot Chili Peppers...in peace for once. And I kind of like it! I wish it were this quiet everyday around this psycho place!

Christmas Spirit?

I really dread Christmas! Granted, I'm like a little kid sometimes, but the whole spirit of Christmas is just not there. I turn into Scrooge the closer it gets every year. The reason being...Christmas is NOT a happy time of year for me since I lost my grandfather the day after in 1988. Sure, that was 18 years ago (DAMN!) and I should probably be over it by now...but can one really get over the loss of a loved one, especially on a holiday?

At any rate, since I'm not looking for sympathy from anyone, the whole point to this blog is that I've got the Christmas Party around the corner and I'm not even close to being done with my Christmas Shopping. Not to mention, I'm almost broke! I really would like to skip it this year, but that's impossible now. I did talk to Mother Mitchell, and I think we're in agreement that we'll skip the gift giving altogether next year. It will save a ton of money for the both of us!

I should have started my shopping earlier, so that I could do it all online and avoid the craziness of the malls and stores at this time of year. But...stupid me, put it off and put it off, so now I just have to suck it up and get my ass in gear and out there in the madness that is Christmas!

Bah Humbug!