The nifty Comcast pen that they gave me last week or the week before… the one that stopped working… is working again. Huh.

Another thing I want to do this weekend is set up my PC, finish setting up my router (so it’ll be ready for the move to A2), and set up the print server… if it even works. I have my fingers crossed. :) I’m going to commandeer a shelving unit. It’ll be quite the setup when I’m finished. Even better when Dad gets the cable modem installed, and I network his den, and run an über-long cable down into the basement, and hub off of there. Star configuration in a home network!

didn’t sleep Friday night, as she was working on her amazing dress for ‘s wedding. She looked way hotter than I did.

BTW, is still Guido to me. I -so- wanted one of the knots she was handing out as part of the ceremony. *Jealous*

I’m seeing more and more pagans here at work. People wearing pentacles is a friendly thing.

We passed the minister when we were in line for the feast after the wedding. She handed her business card to and winked. Infer what you will about someone whose title is “Metaphysical Minister” and does weddings at RenFest. Damn cat-people.

Back to the trenches, as they used to say in Core… er… hell. ;)

Friday, after work, I drove around, out of, and got lost outside of, Ann Arbor. It’s okay, I discovered tons of stuff about the area and now have a much better idea of how it’s laid out. I told you guys that that’s how I learned my way around an area.

Anyway, game on Friday was okay. Ishmael got into deep shit, as per usual, and is paying for it big time, as per usual. I’m looking forward to next Friday’s game, as actual A2 people will be there.

Saturday was ‘s wedding at the Ren Fest. Fantastic ceremony with an awesome minister. The reception was brilliantly done by the RenFest staff, and I even danced the Hokey Pokey AKA the Vulgarian Traditional Wedding Dance. I got claustrophobic, grumpy, and generally I-hate-people at the end, so and I exited stage left. Next Saturday is a solar holiday. Can someone remind this bad, naughty pagan what holiday it is?

And this morning I drove to work from Lansing. I’ve had a queue of grumpy people, but the ban on surfing while at work has been lifted. I’ve also got office supplies, though I don’t have any place to put them. 1 pad of lined paper, 2 mini pads of lined paper, 1 post it note stack, 1 mini post it note stack, 1 black pen, 1 blue pen, 1 mechanical pencil (cheapo kind), and an error correction tape dispenser.

The fancy Comcast pen they gave me at the end of training has already run out of ink. A 2 cent bic is higher quality. Although, the ink cartridge in the pen is replacable. Hrmm.

I have tomorrow and Tuesday off, which I plan to spend on apartment searching and confirmation, as well as novel writing. Feel free to contact me via my cell or say hi if you see me online.

The landscaping is done and it has passed final inspection.

Dad and I had some good idea sharing and conversation.

Riding with the field tech today was fun, but not very informative.

Final completion of the landscaping was coupled with a good omen: Found the window sticker that I had saved for . Now I just need to be in the same physical space as said Decepticon to give it to him. Luckily, I’ll be in the Lansing area this weekend.

It was really good to hang with , , and yesterday. I had really missed you peoples, and especially da Benny.

Tomorrow morning seems to loom ever closer. I must pack my lunch, pack my bag, and rest my brain.

The trip to Ohio was much needed and very well-timed. The game was top-notch, and the hooker jokes were unparalleled.

Could have done without the Ratkin, especially when describing the inside of one of B. B. Wolfe’s cages at Dr. Celestine’s Carnival of Souls. Come to think of it, I’ve never seen a Ratkin that hasn’t been played by a rules-lawyer type that wants to weasel out of actually role-playing. Yeah, bitter. Nobody fucks with the Carnival for me. Heh.

Mr. Weaver’s roller coaster was extremely well received.

Shelby Township is scraping at me, like fingernails on a chalk board. My car payment became due a week earlier than originally agreed, which would be fine if I had received my first paycheck yet. There are a few details that did not meet with the satisfaction of inspection. That’s no biggie, and it will only take me an hour or so to fix. Just another piece of straw on the camel’s back. After I sleep tonight, all of this won’t matter. I’ll be smiling on the way to my job again. My key to independence. That’s really what this job is to me, and why I can’t get over the opportunity it represents.

By the way, I slept an extremely restful sleep at and ‘s apartment. I had the most gentle awakening by their daughter when she was trying to figure out who I was. Apparently, “skippy” = “kippy” for a two year old. Excellent.

For those of you that I nit-picked about letters to, don’t worry about it. They will be well-appreciated when they come, but more so if they come when they’re due, and not before. And , I’m not forgetting you. ;)

Tomorrow is a step closer to me.