So, I’ve quickly and efficiently plowed through every project put in front of me today. Bam, bam, bam. Done. Oh, and I was actually on time. Something is clearly wrong.

Oh, and Blodgett handed an angry letter to his CEO. He frenzied, and since he’s clearly not a Pooka, fled to Chili’s with me for lunch. I really shouldn’t be spending 10 bucks a pop for lunch, but it’s nummy damnit.

I’m spending my entire weekend writing. This is going to be good. I’ve just come up with a good reason for the compiled pieces, and will just need to figure out a way to make each part of the story as unique as someone who isn’t involved, yet has a personal story of their own that touches with the characters’ at that instant. Hrm.

Today, after work, I’m going to watch Anime until my brain implodes. Or, until the DVD is over at 21st Century.

If I can’t get a replacement stereo today, I’m going to go in and insist they upgrade me for half of the price. I’ve PAID for a stereo and CD player, I want what I paid for.

Sending out the tuition bill today. Paid rent and late fee yesterday. Have to wait for those, and the debt payment, to clear before I know exactly how much money I have for exhaust repair.

More to come.

I’ve just confirmed recent payment schedule and amounts with the lawyers that own my credit card debt.

Thanks to a loan from my parents, tuition is taken care of.

Rent will be paid today.

I paid 86 bucks to get my driver’s license and license plate renewed.

Somehow this is working out, thanks to eating at home instead of eating out. Who’da thunk it.

I’m not nearly as angry as I was yesterday. I have Code Red. I dug DJ ‘s set last night (the one I got to listen to). Newsgroup posts all eventually revolve around the same discussions, and are getting old. I still like cheese. My idea for a fiction storyline has developed another step. And it’s quite a step. Oddly enough, the inspiration came from Cho Cho. Will the wonders never cease.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
FUCK THIS PLACE FUCK THIS GODDAMN COMPANY, THIS CUMBERSOME, SELF-DELUSIONAL, SPIRALLING PEICE OF SHIT!!

FUCK the worthless FUCKS who are in charge and driving this company into the ground. FUCK my bosses, that aren’t worth the flesh wasted on their frames. FUCK their small time, petty, useless attempts at politics. FUCK the “follow the carrot” mentality.

FUCK THIS JOB.

Friday was cool. My party was schweet. Thanks to everyone for coming. I did end up getting a little cranky after the screen door bit the big one, but no biggie. Mucho alcohol left over. Thank you, Perry, for the t-shirt. Thank you, Nichole and Tony, for your gifts. Thank you, and for the Megatron. Thank you, for the comp. Thank you, Cho Cho (you screen-wrecking fiend) for your gift. And if you ever pop vicoden and drink alcohol at a party I’m throwing agian, I’m calling the cops.

Saturday was Mongolian BBQ with the parental units, who gave me some money towards my exhaust repair and many books on writing style, as well as a tuition loan. Oh, and laundry soap. Oh, and they teased me about my hangover. Gotta love ’em. :) Then I gamed at Fortress, which was fun.

Sunday was lazy. Mucho reading, and a little hanging out. I hate the 80’s.

Yesterday was work, and I moved my computers and table back into my room. By the way, how hard is it to load a dishwasher correctly? Glasses and cups on the top, along with maybe some misc stuff… plates, pots, pans, silverware on the bottom. It’s DESIGNED that way. It doesn’t CLEAN RIGHT if you put all the big plastic cups on the bottom… they fly all over the damn inside of the dishwasher, and nothing gets clean. That wastes electricity, water, and soap. Christ. I can’t count how many times a certain roommate of mine has overloaded the dishwasher, or put too much shit down the garbage disposal, and then wonders why shit doesn’t work.

I wonder what will happen today.