It’s Wednesday, not Tuesday. It’s still cold out, though it’s in the 30’s making it relatively comfortable. Bill was here again, rambunctious as usual. That’s his charm. After eight (!) years of being together I am developing the sense of just letting him be, shout about whatever it is he wants to shout about (as long as it isn’t me) and occasionally he fades from my audio consciousness. I generally get back to reality in time, and sometimes I have to ask him to repeat itself. Such is the price of companionship. It’s all worth it though. Not complaining about it, just stating a fact.
Things are pretty good right now, the stock market woes haven’t hit my office, not yet at least. I’ve been busy and so far my resolution of getting more on top of things in the office is still ongoing. Tom Chin and I have been getting along just fine. I’m doing everything that is asked of me, and even delegating projects to Lydia. Sometimes Vivek or someone else would go to her directly and ask her to do something, which usually ends up with me answering her questions about what she has to do. It would be better if they told me directly what they want her to do, but I guess as long as it gets done, they just don’t care how it’s done. The ends justifying the means.
Once again I helped Greg Stevens get a grip on the doohickey called the Internet. I couldn’t help him too much since the problem lie mainly with the aircraft carrier he was planning on flying in March. Two weeks off for Greg in March and that will lighten my load somewhat. The first Friday in March I already put in for a day off since Bill and I will be heading to South Jersey for my cousin Neil’s wedding to his longtime girlfriend, Linda. That’s an event I’m looking forward to. I don’t think my brothers were invited, just me and Bill. Gotta represent.
I did send an email to Brian and Frank but I haven’t heard anything about whether or not they were invited. This can turn into ‘well they didn’t invite us to this function or that one so I’m not going to invite them to our thing’. Hurt feelings land. That would be too bad. Bill and I still have to figure out how we’re going to get there, train, car, who knows? And of course, it depends on how well Bill’s parents are doing that weekend.
No plans for tonight. Bill’s coming home again and that means two hours of Law and Order. It doesn’t matter who’s in the shows since it all melts into one episode. Just a mellow night at home, simple really. Nothing planned, nothing to do. Still haven’t watched Sicko, but tonight wouldn’t be the time, not with Law and Order being on. Plus I don’t think I’m in the mood tonight. Actually right now I feel like taking going to sleep, but that means I would wake up around 3:00 in the morning and that would be no fun. I guess I’ll hang in there until later. See ya.
Here’s Al Gore
