OMG and WHAT THE HELL

Where the hell do I start this out at... I guess I should give you a bit of background. I used to play in a band.. no shit .. right.. any way.... I was voted off of the band island for a "better, more seasoned, bass player". Yeah ok. I've seen him play.. he's not that great.. anyway, this isn't about his lack of bass ability, just a little background on where this is going.



I was called to come over to my guitar player's house for a little "extra practice" before our next gig. When I arrived, the only ones there were Nick, the guitarist, and Jeff, the drummer. I knew right then and there that something was up. Anyway, they sat me down and fired me. Oh, I got the "it's not personal, and we still want to be your friend" speech, but it still sucked. ALOT.



Lets see.. this was prolly about 2006, I guess. Anyway, about three or four months after I was cut from the band, I started getting anonymous e mails on Hi5 or some such place. That wound into Yahoo Messenger, some guy named "Tim" who had seen me play with the band, and thought I was sexy.. yada yada yada.. ok.. you guys have seen me.. I'm short and round.... not too sexy.. anyhow, come to find out, (after about I dunno... three weeks or so of this) that it was my old friend and drummer, Jeff. And he basically begged me to go to bed with him.



HELLO!!! I know your WIFE!! Am friends with her, and like and respect her. ALOT!! So obviously, I declined the proposition. OH, and PS... I didn't wanna hurt his feelings and tell him that while I think he's a good guy, (not anymore, since this episode), I'm just not attracted to him. Something about the jowels, maybe.. ok.. that was catty.. sorry... So, fast forward to now. I'm happy. I'm married to the love of my life. I live in Minne-freakin-sota. Suddenly, a few days ago, he just pops up on my Yahoo Messenger, for no reason. I hadn't talked to him for MONTHS before I left Texas, and now he's on my YM again. "What does he want?" you ask? The same old shit! He started out with "Why did you turn me down" and went from there.... In the same sentance telling me that he and his wife are doing very well, and that he wishes we had fucked, and would still love to.....



WTF????????????????? Did he not get the "I'm happily married" part? And if HE is so happily married, and things are great between him and Kathy, why in hell is he coming at me with this shit AGAIN??? OK.. I'm confused as hell. He also told me, point blank that he would fuck a couple of my friends if only the opprotunity arose. But yet, he's happily married. Someone explain this to me! Oh.. and I asked him, "What makes you so sure that I won't go to Kathy with all of this"... his answer was "I trust you." I WONT go to Kathy, because I love her and don't want to hurt her, but at the same time, I think she needs to know what a fuckhead she's married to. I just don't want to be a homewrecker. I even saved e mails and YM messages, but I dont have the nerve to use them. What do ya'll think? This shit is FUKKED UP!

Random blatherskyting...

We got a MagicJack day before yesterday. So far, I truly love it as much as the commercials said I would. True to their word, I plugged it in, and had home phone service within minutes. We bought it at Radio Shack, and it was $39.99 plus tax, but that includes the first year of service. Home phone with free long distance and a whole buncha other stuff for twenty dollars a year. Hard to beat. You have to have high speed internet for it to work... no dial up, but I'm serious guys... you can't beat it! I am singing the praises of MagicJack... look into it.. OK, commercial over... but even if it does sound like a commercial, it's an awesome product that I recommend to all of you.

Yesterday was my Mom's 58th Birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY! I LOVE YOU. Dennis and I sent her a dozen of her favorite flowers. It startled the crap out of her. I was amused. I love my Mom. I miss her alot. Well, kinda.. we talk on the phone several times a week.... But I miss just hanging out with her. She truly is the best Mom in the world!

And speaking of my beloved..... he almost died yesterday.. cuz I almost had to kill him. GRIN. BIG EVIL GRIN... lol... The other day, whilst out and about purchasing a MagicJack and such, we also purchased a router, so that we didn't have to take turns on the internet anymore. He can now be on his laptop and me on my desktop, and be the happy little internetting couple that we are... Anyhow... I had never set up a wireless network before, and needless to say, despite following the instructions to the T, I couldn't get the damn thing to work.

So I wound up on the phone with Tech Support form NetGear, which is the brand of router that we bought. Between my hapless bumbling and being on the phone with NetGear, I spent two and a half hours on this project before it was finished, and we were all online and happy.


Yesterday, I had to work from six am till two pm. About noonish, Dennis called me for help. My wonderful darling had started out to fix the tangle of wires and cords by my desk, because he knows that it annoys the shit out of me.

So what did he do? Unplug every fucking thing. Then, of course, after plugging everything back in, the wireless network didn't work, so there he was, calling ME for help.... I still have no idea exactly what transpired on the phone the day before... I was following directions from someone in India who barely spoke english.... OMG.. I thought I was gonna have to beat him with his prostethic leg.... no kidding. But, thankfully, by the time I got home, he had everything (except the tangled cords) all worked out. Bless him. I love that man!


So hows this for irritating? When I got to yesterday morning, I was already behind because the wonderful people who work with me in the Pizza Department, decided that since our Pizza boss has been off since Wednesday afternoon, they didn't have to do a freaking thing. So I had a list of stuff as long as my arm to accomplish BEFORE I could even attempt to make any breakfast items, and people standing there tapping their feet waiting for breakfast items three minutes after the store opened.


I don't underdstand, STILL, why in the hell people take a job, if they don't want to do it. When they just screw around and don 't do their job, it makes it very difficult for the next guy coming in to operate with any kind of efficiency. Pray for me that I don't lose my patience and murder someone by shoving personal pan pizza dough up their noses and retrieving it through their rear-ends. I am just about ready to blow a gasket with these two idiots. Useless as tits on a boar hog, as my Nanaw would say. Ok... steam blown off. Feel better.. !