December 9th, 2006

feet on the floor

in the loop of fury

so today was my last day at martin marietta. it was sad. i worked all alone in the office all day. no one did anything special for my last day at all. one guy called to wish me a merry christmas since i probably won't see him again, even if i continue working saturdays.

that same guy stuck a pink slip in my stocking yesterday that said "your[sic] fired." i thought it was funny, but, by the end of the day, it had me down a bit.

anyway, thanks for the outpouring of sympathy and support; being laid off (or released, as it were) is quite depressing.

at least i already have another job line up for next week. (having someone else find a job for you is super-sweet!) unfortunately, it's out in plainfield, it's 10-hour days in a warehouse and is less money. but, it's better than nothing, right? right...

since i won't be working in that filthy quarry anymore, chauncey got a bath today. he is lookin' like so good! he's soundin' good these days too! new speakers, amp and subs--the c & c music factory is complete. (that's charlie (my ipod) and chauncey (my jeep).)

the giftmastm shopping is coming along, but i'm nowhere near finished. i miss the days when i used to plan ahead. le sigh...

i'm frustrated. depressed. something. i can't quite figure it out.

but eggnog milkshakes make me happy, as do muffaletta sandwiches and pickles.
groove is in the heart

sometimes...

you just need a night alone.
it's ok to drink alone.
a couple beers is all you need.
you can only clean the house if you're dancing in your underwear.
you only want to rock out to music you're embarrassed to admit you like.
you want to sing along to every song.

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