My night at work last night was fun, although it culminated twards a peak at the very end. First it started with my arrival and noticing that the man who wants very much to do me harm for one reason or another is sitting at the end of my bar. Sitting there, with a drunken grin on his dirty toothless face, as though for that moment he had some sort of upper hand. I didn't pay him any attention and went about talking to Donny the swing shift guy to find out if there was any news to report. (A practice I have become fond of because it lets me know if there is anything I need to know of before I need to know of it.) Nothing new to report, the toothless freak of dick left shortly afterwards and my night was fairly un-eventfull afterwards. That is till my boss gets there at a quarter to six, which isn't normal, but with reason. My book keeper happens to be in SanDiego going to see Cher with her daughter, thus the boss is doing the books this week. First I find out that all of a sudden out of the blue someone else doesn't like me and is making note of it to my employer. Which I find vaugly amusing because he says they are gamblers, whom I make sure to kiss the asses of to the point it makes me sick as fuck. They apparently said I was "rude" and that they would never come in while I was working again. I can count the # of times I have had to be a dick at work on 1 hand, and can name all the dumbfucks who have warrented such treatment. None of them would ever bout concern from my boss because he knows they are all dicks. Also he knows about all the instances because I tell him of them EVERY FUCKING MORNING. So to hear that some random person whose ass I have probably kissed a whole lot all of a sudden has a problem..... well it leads me to belive that someone is out to get me. Its not hard for me to belive that one of the random ass drunk fucks who I have to cut off at least once a week for the last 4 months because of their mere alcohol intake has a friend or buddy who would help them out by spreading some bad word around. Fuck that. Not to mention the 100$ descrepency between my shift and the shift before me. Its not clear how this happened but this is how it works out. My shift comes out even, first count, and last count. On this shift sheet there is a slip for a 100$ payout signed by the owner. This slip included into my normal shit evens out everything. The part that causes the problem is, the guy before me comes out even as well, but he ALSO has the same 100$ payout on his sheet. So one of us is off, but who is the question. I can't figure it out, the god damn thing was there when I got there and my shit came out even. Either way, I got off, came home and stared at the fish for an hour while drinking. (The fish being the nice little screen saver I picked up while in Virginia.) Contemplating a lot of shit at the moment. All of the above pretty much fits the catagory, not necissarily the shit I just talked about. Frankly I could care less about that shit, the money, or the assholes who don't like me. Fuck'em. --Writers Block-- (Finishing Beer.) I guess it all comes donw to me having this lost loney feel. I've been told by more then just the dysfunctional Sorabji family I have that I should move. And I'm starting to wonder if its not such a bad idea. But where is the question, the options are of course limitless. One option being Portland, which although sounds nice, I think I might end up nuts. Reno, uhhh how about no. Dallas, the idea actually has merit, but fuck then I'd be living in Texas. All the thought needed to put into this is driving my tiny little brain mad, and all the while I just realized I'm out of toilet paper. I guess in the madness that has been my life as of late, I just wanted to sit back and thank all of you for being my little dysfunctional family through it all.

Chicago, hal. I don't know why, but you seem like someone who might like the Windy City.

even though deep down my heart belongs to jack, personally i've been diggin on your posts more and more these days Hal. thanks for sharing. but you think we're dysfuntional? i don't about that. i don't even know what that means anymore.

oh, and i really think you'd love living in Portland.

maybe you and spider can do a house swap.

"Dallas, the idea actually has merit, but fuck then I'd be living in Texas." Don't come to Dallas unless you've got a good reason. (Friends, family, whatever.) Dallas ain't no destination of folly, and really isn't a super place to live. Trust me. I grew up here... Go to Portland.

Portland's a good town, you might like it, but I live here and I'm crazy.

Yeah, you went from living with your parents to peeing in front of a guy. I'm proud of you, pez. :)

Oh gahd.

WELL.... I just found out my Arch Nemesis has moved to town, the one person on the face of the planet that I can say without a shadow of a doubt that given the oppertunity I would very well smash their fuck straight off. This is an omen. A very bad omen. I need a sugar mamma.

Where're you gonna find one?

I'm not pimp enough to have a sugar mama, its just now confirmed I need out of here. I mean when you find out your Arch Nemesis has moved to town, its time to leave. I'm anti confrontational, and this will lead to confrontation sometime eventually down the road. I know that for a fact.

Well, if you need to leave town, you're always welcome in Portland.

i keep getting the impression that when you two hormonal clusterfucks meet sparks are going to shoot our your asses.

What color sparks? I want to market myself as an internet firework.

multicolored silly.

Will I make noises too?

No sparks... But I'll put my money on flames shooting fron my asshole.

Shiiiiiit.

Better belive it girl, giant flames springing forth from my ass like the shuttle colombia.

What an image. I like to imagine myself spinning around like a ground bloom. Yesterday's busy day (re: ending with a 4 mile walk that ended at 5:30 am) turned my sleep schedule around. I've been awake for eight hours and up for six and the internet just turned itself back on after everyone else has gone to bed. Which means I get the computer all to myself and will proceed to eat carrots and read online manga all night.