one year later

last year, DC comics had an event called "one year later" where they had this huge event and then moved forward one year in the next issue without saying what had happened over the year. i wish i could just snap my fingers and it be one year later, maybe just to see where i am.

the thing that's been happening at work just continues to get worse. i'm down to three people, and i expect to lose one more before the week is over. this is just infuriating and it's taking my frustration to new levels.

so, it's been a year. one hellish year. i didn't even have a spare moment to think about it today, until i was at my bible study tonight. i'm too busy to take five minutes and remember my dad. oh well. i'm thinking about him right now, and it's actually making me feel better. nice.

cheers, Pop.

ps - everyone wish me luck at the gastroenterologist's office next week.

of COURSE

as soon as i say something about it, it happens even more.
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being the boss at work it not fun. last week i had 15 people reporting to me. now i have nine. two weeks from now i'll have eight, maybe six. it's nice to be on top, but you soon realize you're only on top of your own little pile, which is at the foot of a much larger pile. ironically, being on top also means feeling the weight of everything. maybe it's just me.

i do know i could do without the stress.



UPDATE: make that possibly four people X(

my number 2 worst fear realized

(and no, i don't mean my "poop" worst fear. haha. number 2.)

(i really am 30, y'all.)

so, in leaving town for two days this weekend, i missed two parties and a bunch of games and hanging out. i hate missing out on things. i hate it i hate it i hate it. i hate even FEELING like i'm missing out. so knowing ahead of time is 10 times worse. grrrgh!

(oh snap. apparently morgan freeman and kenny chesney are friends. don't reread that sentence. you read it right the first time.)

so this weekend, i went to my mom again. this time, my brother painted her bathroom while i hung shelves over the new washer and dryer. we are good sons, i know.

before i go, here's why the grammys suck:
1. they don't acknowledge that leroi moore passed away this year in the long tribute.
2. taylor swift/miley cyrus duet.
3. thinking that the jonas bros should be on stage with stevie wonder.
4. nominating kid rock for ANYTHING.
5. allowing green day or blink 182 on the stage.
6. giving album of the year and record of the year to allison krauss and robert plant. that crap SUCKED.

why the grammys should continue on forever:
1. b.b. king, john mayer, buddy guy, and keith urban (yes, i said it. no, i won't take it back) jamming onstage together.
2. dave grohl playing drums with sir paul.
3. a very pregnant m.i.a. doing her awesome song with kanye, lil wayne, t.i., and jay-z.
4. alan toussaint and a new orleans jazz band jamming with lil wayne and robin thicke.
5. leona lewis. purrr.

and probably the best thing i've seen in a long time:
6. RADIOHEAD doing '15 Steps' with the U of Southern Cal marching band. amazing!!

so, my taxes are done, my car is fixed. hopefully i'll sell my camper soon and find a job, and it will be time to fly the coop.

creativity

Her Morning Elegance/Oren Lavie