I feel clean.  Like somethings that have been weighing down on me have lifted and either the problem resolved, or I realized it wasn’t that big of a problem.  This is a good thing, although it leaves room for new drama to spring up all around.  And speaking of Spring, hurry up already.  I’m so sick of snow. 

      Things at Red Cross have been enjoyable as I’ve been focusing on ordering books for boomobile (always a good time) and developing some projects for summer camps.  It’s gotten me away from the same old same old nonsense that’s surrounded me lately.  Uno’s has been absolutely dreadful as a part time job.  It’s been so non-busy that it’s just not worth it.  And when you go in everyone is so miserable.  The managers are all crabby and they expect the servers to make up for the lack of crowd by selling them a bunch of crap they don’t want.  It’s not gonna happen.  Honestly, when you go to work and the manager says, “Tonight we are out of Bud Light draft, Lemonade, Ribs, French Onion Soup, Kids cups and styrofoam boxes!”  it lets you know that it won’t be a good night and that no one with intelligence was doing the ordering.   Big Daddies has been fun, and somewhat dependable as a good source of income, so no complaints there.

      On the homefront I’ve been trying to reorganize my comics.  When ever I need a back issue it’s such a chore to dig out.  I also bought an old Tomb Raider game the other day which I’m playing.  I haven’t played video games in a LONG time, but it’s been fun.  I have to dog sit this weekend for my sister, so that should give me plenty of time to spend around the house and relax.  I have like 3 books that i need to read, so i better hop to it.  That’s all for now kids.  Let your Shetland’s run wild, remember to include Apple Juice in your diet and if all else fails, think of 309.


   So it’s a new work week and I’m starting it out by getting promoted.  Sort of.  I have a new title and new responsibilities on top of my previous tasks, so I suppose I technically fill two positions now.  I’m glad that I’m being recognized and I’m excited to get to work more around the building.  I’ll be in charge of anything that has to do with kids, which is suprisingly a good fit for me.  Things are heating up with the bookmobile about the enter it’s third round of distribution, the National convention for the ARC is in March (and I get to go!!! Baltimore or BUST!) and I’ve just startd getting calls for summer health fairs.  I’ve booked 3 already.

   On the home front nothings new.  I’ve been limiting myself to only 3 bar outings per week, twice during Sun – Thrs. and then both Fri. and Sat. I can go out.  It’s good for my head, I get things cleared up.  Not to mention I’ve been reading more at home, in particular, the TPB Y:The Last Man.  It’s amazing and I recommend it to anyone who loves comics.  It comes in 9 volumes, so it’s a hefty read, but well worth it.  I’m on Volume 5 now.

   That’s all for now, more to come soon.

     It’s Day 4 of the great sobriety test and I’m smelling failure in the near future.  First of all, I’m getting my hair cut today, which is a definite blessing from the gods.  I’m sporting a mop-top, Monkee’s-esque look that’s getting out of control and poof-a-licious.  The problem here is that my salon where I get my hair cut serves free beer while you’re there. It’s amazing.  Not only that, but it’s located across the street from Uno Chicago Grill where they have $2.00 draft Budwiesers.  I ALWAYS go over there after my hair cuts.  It will be a true test of wills to see if I can survive this temptation, but I’m not betting on it happening.  It’s not that I think I’m a horrible drunkard or anything, just that I know I’ll be bored with nothing else to do and think, why not? 

     Last night was pretty calm.  I waited tables and had the freakiest customers ever including drunken couple with toddler, old man with baby grand daughter, a trio of  guys who were so gay sparklers were flying out of there butts, a midget lady and her normal sized elderly mother and one table that utilized 4 coupons and got a free birthday dessert.  Horrible.  I think I only made like $50, but then again I only workd 5:30 – 8:30.  Afterwards I resisted sitting down for a beer and headed home to watch American Gladiators and eat left over Hamburger Helper.  Sadly, a Mega-storm hit and knocked out my power fo rlike an hour so ended up reading in bd with a flashlight.  I slept a full eigth hours last night which never happens, but now I’m exhausted.

     Television.  It’s one of things I get into in phases.  I’ve been re-watching old episodes of Lost in preperation of the new season (which is amazing so far) and I’ve been preparing for the return of Jericho.  Now I’ve never really watched Jericho, but in the DVD age where television shows are rentable at blockbuster it makes things easy to get caught up on. 

     The show is about a town the looses communications with the outside world when there is a massive nuclear attack on the United States and a huge EMP blast the disables their communications.  All kinds of crazy stuff happens with people fighting for food, scavangers invading the town, town drama (like affairs, random illnesses and fires) and a bunch of other stuff.  Anyway, the show was originally cancelled and not suppose to be re-newed, but with the writers strike going on, Jericho is now getting it’s chance to come back.  My problem though?  The ending of season 1.  It’s not an ending at all and if I had been a die hard fan while it was on as a serial drama I would have drop kicked my tv.  It just stops in the middle of an episode.  There is no resolution at all.  It’s the worst cliff hanger in the entire universe.  I just hope Season 2 can wrap things up if it needs to.

    In other news, it’s pitch-in day at work.  For Fat Tuesday.  I hate pitch-ins.  I don’t cook, so I never know what to bring.  Today I opted to try making meatballs, which don’t look horrible, but are probably deadly.  I have yet to try one.  Let’s hope no one dies because of one.