It’s Thursday. Nothing special really. It snowed a bit this morning, hence the title of this entry. Lost was on last night and I was surprised at how good it was. Someone or something turned a corner. Could’ve been me. I woke up, after a really good night of sleep and thought about calling in sick. But I came to my relative senses and got out of bed, hopped in the shower, kissed Bill good bye, had cereal, coffee and soon I was out the door after checking the emails. Turns out I didn’t miss a thing for over six hours.

Got on the bus and read Claudius finally catching on to Messalina’s treachery and sleeping with just about everyone in Rome. He was blinded by her beauty and deaf to her cunning. But he found out through his prostitute friend, Calpurnia. Good ol’ Calpurnia. He should have married her but due to her profession, well, you know. It was frowned upon by polite society though she was probably the best thing that ever happened to him. She even lent him money when he was skint. She was a hooker with a heart of gold, or with some gold to spare.

Got off the bus, listening to Bowie’s greatest hits as well as a song I purchased though iTunes by the Fall. It’s called Blindness and you more than likely heard it on the Mitsubishi commercial. Heavy bass, drums in lock step and a voice saying, ‘I was walking down the street. I saw a poster….’ That’s Mark E. Smith. Noted curmudgeon and poet par excellence. One of my favorite Mark E. Smith’s lyrics is, ‘Winston Churchill had a speech impediment and look what he did!’ The Fall can be quite abrasive but Mark E. Smith has been at it for thirty years and I think they’re definitely worth a listen.

Work has been non-eventful. They’re still wishing I wouldn’t go, and also wishing that I will fall on my face. Really. They’re telling me if it doesn’t work out I can always come back. Which is sort of nice to know but unsettling at the same time. President Naomi said it to me. Wally and a few others have been making fun of her behind her back. In fact I rode the elevator after running across the street to get Naomi a slice of pizza and Wally did a spot on impersonation of Naomi asking for a slice of pizza.

They’re interviewing people for my position and the first one came in today. I doubt if she’ll be able to do my job. I’m sure she can do ‘the’ job but not the same way as me. I interact with the people who are a bit nervous usually, I talk about how long they’ve been looking. I doubt if she will. This girl was the eyes down, mouth shut type. Naomi asked what I thought of her and that is what I told her. At which point Naomi said that she wouldn’t have to find a replacement for me if I don’t leave. I told her that for the first time in ten years I would be able to go to the bathroom without having to ask anyone to watch the phones which in effect is asking for permission to go to the bathroom.

She has also asked me if there was anyone I could suggest for the job and I thought about Harpy, but he doesn’t have the wardrobe. I also thought about Jessica from Farfetched who is about to be let go due to the store not doing so well. But she’s a student and would only be able to work there for a few months before she goes back to school.

I was able to leave early tomorrow for Good Friday. Thank goodness I never brought up my atheism in the office so I’m able to leave at 4:00. An hour and a half early. Jeezy Creezy!

Rainy Wednesday. Really crappy and cold and varying shades of gray. Apparently from what Juan tells me it’s the same there in Trenton. I just hung out last night, Pedro did call and we talked. I told him everything he knew but will he be able to extricate himself from the situation he is in right now, I really couldn’t say. Bill and I watched the Law and Orders which was ok, though I tried to go start the latest Mojo Magazine with the horrible Steven Tyler on the cover. In the UK it’s the Arctic Monkeys who at least are easier on the eyes.

We watched the 11:00 News on Channel 4 which had an all black anchor team which may have been a first. I noticed it before Bill did and then he kept going on about how this might be history in the making. The revolution was televised, after all. I watched Scrubs at 11:30, Bill went to bed and I soon joined him wrapped in his arms. His snoring has been greatly reduced which makes for a nearly quiet night. Bill of course was up first, I jumped in the shower and got myself ready for the world as Bill kissed me and headed out. It was crappy and cold this morning as I waited for the bus.

Got my seat and figured I have about 100 pages left for Claudius the King. I may take out a book about Augustus next from the library, it’s on my list. Got into the city and got to the office at 8:15. Not much for me to do lately so I surfed and surfed. With Passover basically over, everyone was in the office today and whatever camaraderie was available yesterday, it wasn’t there today. They brought in unleavened desserts which I didn’t sample oddly enough. The foods didn’t look too appetizing and it would be rude to take a bite and then spit it out.

Wally asked me to run an errand which involved going to a 99 cent store to get some plastic easter eggs. I took my time since it was raining out and wound up getting the plastic eggs at a Duane Reade across the street from the office. Time for my easter joke. Easter is when Jesus comes out of his tomb and if he sees his shadow it’s six more weeks of lent. The Christ as Groundhog joke really does best at this time of year. I have another Easter joke, actually it’s Rand’s and it’s more physical than anything and would translate well to print.

Now I’m just hanging out, had a tuna sandwich for dinner which I made myself. Work has been dreadfully slow and each day I keep hearing noises about how they wish I wouldn’t leave. Jake, the IT/Researcher told me that I was the first competent person to do the job that I do and he’s going to be sorry to see me go. But I’m tired of having to ask if I can go to the bathroom and at the new gig I think I’ll be more or less my own boss, which is how the last year and a half was at Wanker Banker where Greg Stevens saw me shine. So we’ll see, won’t we?