Entry 00000011: One Crazy Summer...

Well,

This past week, I have already seen enough craziness to last me the whole summer.  Jailtime for a "friend", more foreclosures in the "news", crazy EX-es and these aren't even my own problems.  

As for me...

I gave my 2 weeks notice.  Bet they wish they would've just sucked it up and gave me that raise now, huh?  Karma is something I do believe in (if not religiously, at least as a way of behaving in life).  The raise I asked for 6 months ago seems miniscule compared to the offer they would have to come in with now (and they already tried, not one hour after I gave my notice!) Let this be a lesson to all those managers and companies that think they can go on "low-balling" good, hard-working employees.  Somewhere, a competitor has need of their services, and in the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.  Well this "One-Eyed Jack" of all trades is headed for greener pastures.  We'll see if the grass is greener...?

And furthermore...

We also found out we are getting new landlords.  They seem nice, but they must think Olivia and I are idiots.  They don't even own the house yet and they were trying to coerce Olivia and I to accepting lease revisions that would put more money in their pockets.    Sorry Guys!  Lesson learned!  No one changes the rules on me, my lease is set in stone.  You don't like it, too bad.  You knew the terms before you signed escrow. 

All this, with summer just getting started.  On top of this, people seem alot more crazy out there, due to the economy and the social issues being tossed around by politicians right now.  To coin a phrase, "I've seen monkey-shit fights at the zoo that were more organized..."

So...

I think I'll just put my nose to the grindstone and make some money this summer.  It'll keep me off of the radar of all these crazy people for the next 4 months.

Entry 00000010: Yeah. I went "There" babe...

I came home and made dinner. Or as Olivia explained it, I put the the pre-made food she made last night, in the oven. TomAto/Tomato. Olivia brought the kids home from "baby school" and the house is instantly transformed into a Chucky-Cheese, complete with musical animals (ala nickolodeon) and happy screaming babies. The only things missing are Mr. Munch and Jasper T. Jowls. These are "my" kids. They only belong to Olivia when they are sleeping or the 5 minutes out of the day they are sitting contently. The meatloaf and sweet potatoes smell divine. It should, I slaved over a hot stove for it. Call it a "labor of love". I hope Olivia and the kids appreciates how hard I strive to get off work early and prepare this lovely meal.
(I could win Iron Chef, with my world famous "Hamburger and Rice" or "Coco Pebbles and Life" cereal...)

Bon Apetite!

Entry 00000001: Let's Begin Shall We?

My little "Paganini".