first Blog

I used to make fun of bloggers even though I more or less blogged on a weekly basis via myspace "surveys" which aren't really surveys at all but instead are a way of addressing if you're single or not and if so why...without directly mentioning one person. It also allows me to tell people who choose to read it what I am doing that week, what I'm wearing, what I'm listening to etc.  Stalking with permission to an extent. Now that I have weekends off I find myself ridiculously bored and looking for things to do. I've been cleaning my room and office, washing laundry far too often, reading more, watching more movies..whatever I can to occupy myself. I've been going to the gym 5 or 6 times a week too and feel awesome. The biggest weight on my chest has been money. Who doesn't have this concern right now? With the new job I was two weeks without pay and now that I did get paid...my other payments all went through so now I have about $8 chillin in my checking account waiting for Friday. I must thank all of my friends for being there in the meantime when I say "I don't want to go out I don't have any money" they'll all spot me a beer here and there saying not to worry about it. I chalk it up to karma and my wonderful friends wanting me to get drunk :) 

About the new job...it's fun. My boss is the DJ for Poorly Drawn People so it's almost a given that he's a well rounded character. His artwork is amazing too, a lot of graffiti art. I throughly enjoy being around artwork all day too. I'm back to using photoshop on a daily basis and listening to broader spectrum of music (if that's possible for me?) because of Pandora. My good friend Jackie likes Oingo Boingo and Talking Heads, whereas Sterby only listens to underground hip/hop...and I suppose I got everything in between. I work next to a very nice woman Dominga, who speaks very broken english. I'm minutes away from picking up Rosetta Stone. Gentry is the man who is love with Christ..calls me "brother" (i think he forgets my name) and listens to religious radio all day. I'm very surprised he doesn't hate me for all the f-bombs that come out of my speakers. I do have the "hey Gentry my brother is a seminarian" card up my sleeves...then he'll love me. I do miss the Haxton's crew of course but not so much the workplace. 

My dad is a habitual pack-rat and I think it's finally getting to him. He's been dating recently and I'm sure he's learning as I have that it's not too impressive to show a woman your house that is far from clean. My mother only tolerated it because she was a saint and married to my father for 30 years. Today he spoke of moving our offices together into the dining room. Which makes complete sense because he and I haven't used the dining room since last Christmas when we invited some aunts and uncles over. Lately we've just gone to his brother's place for everything. My aunt Kathy is a neat freak so he sees our house isn't fit to host people. That's probably why the 1 party a year I have is outside. The thing that got me though was when he said we should "part" with some furniture. I'm all for it..but it was just the way he said it. It's a new chapter I suppose. So...time for a new pen.