It’s Thursday and the acronym makes sense, So Happy It’s Thursday. Woke up at 4:00AM, then again at 5:45 and finally got out of bed around 6:20, earlier than usual in all three situations. Bill was half dressed as he made the coffee and I poured some cereal and stepped into the shower. Within minutes Bill was out the door after kissing me good bye and wishing me a good day. I cleaned myself up, washing the sleep off of my body and out of my eyes. Once again I ate my cereal, had some coffee and checked my emails.

It was a balmy 20 degrees as I walked over to the bus stop, dropping off a book at the library in the box outside. I kept playing the Girl Talk mash ups, or as Juan calls them, songs. They certainly sound like mash ups to me. Hopefully you have traveled over to jockohomo/datapanik to see what I was talking about. I rode the bus and sat in the back reading yet another chapter of I, Claudius. It seems to be timed perfectly, I ride, I read and polish off another chapter. I really am enjoying it and look forward to watching the DVD’s again.

Work was pleasant. That’s right, pleasant. This office seems to be drama free which is a nice thing. President Naomi and managing director Wally were both in when I got in. I once again set about making coffee, distributing resumes and checking more email at work. Actually checking my personal email at work since I hadn’t gotten any emails since I left the office the night before. I sat and had some more coffee and read the Daily News online as coworkers sauntered by my desk. Not a hangover detected which is a change of pace.

They seem to keep their noses clean and their livers in check here. That’s what I’ve been doing myself lately so once again I seem to fit in. I am wrestling with the past once again in the form of insurance benefits. 20/20 hindsight is doing me in. Today I thought about how I should have made a list of plusses and minuses regarding whether or not I should have stayed at Wanker Banker. My days were numbered there though and I had to break free. Will I ever find a situation as ideal as it was when Robert, Sarah, Fay and I worked together?

Who cares? What’s done is done. Tomorro2w is Friday. Wally will be out of the office, I won’t shave and I’ll turn off the alarm clock until Sunday night when I go to sleep. Nothing really planned for the weekend, it would depend on the weather and finances. I would be content to stay in again, wait to come out in the spring. I’ve got dvd’s to watch, books to read, the New Yorker as well and I’m nearly caught up again. And I still haven’t finished reading Mojo or Uncut. And then there’s the laundry…

and Ugly Betty is so sad tonight.

Hey kids, do you know what day it is? It’s Wednesday! And what do we call Wednesday around these here parts? We call it Hump Day! And that means, today is hump day! All downhill from here. Tomorrow is Thursday and Wally will be out Friday and Monday so that should make for an interesting dynamic in the office. I think we’re both struggling to like each other. I have no problem with that. It’s an office relationship that has it’s friction. But since he’ll be out it might seem like two four day work weeks, actually three with Presidents Day coming up too.

Once again the temperature didn’t go beyond the teens. I got up a bit earlier once again and that was perfectly alright with me. Cereal, shower, Bill was on top of the coffee this morning and made some before he headed out the door after kissing me as I stood in the shower. I puttered about after eating my cereal and sat with a cuppa in front of the computer checking my emails and death notices to get a leg up on Harpy. Harpy and I stay in contact a lot of the time by trying to be the first of a celebrity death.

It’s been busy lately, a lot of celebrities have been dropping off. One of the Funk Brothers, was what I had gotten the last time I believe, not a name but a musical person of note. Harpy trumped that with Frankie Laine. Work has been ok. Not stressing it going in and not stressing it going home. So it’s a good thing. There was a problem with Olga the Russian bookkeeper and office manager. I had asked her about insurance since after one month I am eligible. I have to pay for half of the benefits and if Bill was included he’d be in for full price, 400 and change every month.

I tell you with the headaches that Wanker Banker gave me they had an excellent health plan which I didn’t have to pay for and Bill was included in it. That bummed me out for a while this afternoon. One more of the things that made Wanker Banker a good place to work. If only for the people. They got rid of the Persian Bitch a few months after I left and Fat Ass who was another thorn in my side just started a new job following her asshole administrator to some Euro bank with four consonants as their logo.

I listened to some mash ups after work on the iPod that I downloaded last night from the blog listed in the blogroll as jockohomo/datapanik. Pretty good mash ups all together. A good part of listening to mash ups is trying to figure out what song is mixed in and from where. It’s listed under Girl Talk. Another interesting thing, at least to me was I was listening to a playlist on the iPod at work during some downtime, Soul Hits of the 70’s. Love’s Theme by the Love Unlimited Orchestra was on, produced by Barry White.

I was reading on this day in history,
1974:
Barry Whites Love Unlimited Orchestra received a gold record for the disco hit, “Loves Theme.”

Just as I was listening to the same song. I got a kick out of it, as I’m so sure you would too.