Monday

Monday

09.26.05 (7:41 pm)   [edit]
1.) I offered to take Katie for all this coming weekend to help Sheryl out, and get more time with our girl. Sheryl has several people helping out, but she's going to need all she can get for a while. I'm going to go into work early Friday and get out early to get right down there. I hope she can heal up well soon. I hate to think of her having to go through this, but I'm glad it worked out as well as it did. The way she described the accident, it could have been far worse.

2.) Looks like extra time at work this week. I was by myself today, since Bob had an interview for another job. If he goes, I'm going to have far more responsibility dumped on me than my current pay is worth. They're going to have to hire me on permamently and pay me at least another dollar an hour (he's making more than two bucks an hour more than me, though he's been there a while) or I'll be asking the temp agency for another job. I'm almost enjoying this gig, it's not particularly difficult but requires more actual thought than the other jobs they'd ran me through. Which is helpful. But there's still things that haven't been explained to me after nearly two months, or not explained thoroughly. 95% of what I do is no trouble now. Unfortunately, the other 5% can really be a nightmare. I got a lot done today and had a couple nice comments about my performance, but I also totally fucked up a shipment because I haven't seen one like it in a month and it was quickly ran through at the time. We got it together, but I was a bit disturbed that the supervisor seemed to be having trouble with it for a couple minutes as well. I think he made some shit up. I'm apparantly going to have to get this shit down fast, because I might be the only guy there who knows how to do it once I do.

3.) XTC's Nonesuch is making love to my head right now.

4.) Fun times at lunch.

Me: "Hey, sweetheart. How ya doin'?"

Her: "Hi there! Hey, I'm sorry, but I'm filled up and I have to seat you at another girl's table."

Me: "I,,,I,,,...I'm broken-hearted. I can't believe it. I'll miss you! Please, don't do this to me! I'm a sensitive man here! You're killing me!"

Her: "Hehehe. (Looks away, probably trying to re-adjust her Bullshit-O-Meter for the gigantic flood that just hit it. She'll take good care of you."

Other Girl: "Yeah, I've got you. And besides, we're twin sisters. But she has the blue eyes."

Me: "Oh, I've NOTICED that. Definitely noticed that. Oh, yeah."

Her: (Really big grin, nothing to say, probably trying to process the devastating mix of true flattery and absolute Damn-This-Goofball-Really -Wants-To-Get-Laid bullshit.)

Other Girl: "I've got the brown eyes."

I barely paid attention to her. Her eyes could be maroon with chartreuse polka dots and I wouldn't give a sideways shit and a half. Not sure what she meant by the twin sister thing, but actually, they do rather look alike. But she doesn't have NEARLY the vibe Amanda does. Not nearly as fun. Very good waitress, though. But I sitll gave her half the tip I give Amanda.

It's nice to flirt so openly with someone who seems to enjoy it so much. I'm not sure why I decided to try this approach, but it beats anything else I can think of. (Hell, I didn't decide anything. It jsut happened this way. Which I think is better than trying to force it too much.) I'm not going to hide my bullshit, I'm going to throw it right out there and make it as funny as I can and hope she is at least entertained. Which seems to be working. Ain't getting my dick wet, but it's entertaining her, and that alone is pretty damn cool to know I'm able to pull off.

5.) Just started reading Kurt Vonnegut's Breakfast Of Champions. Why does it take me so long to discover this stuff that people much cooler than me already know about? I've seen two references to Indianapolis landmarks so far, and it's interesting to note that such an interesting writer came from this part of the world.

6.) The complete lack of a sense of humour some people exhibit (often in a gratingly obvious self-serving way, and certainly with no attempt to understand where one is actually coming from) is beyond my ability to understand.

7.) Wednesday I call the guitarist in Cincy. Talked to him yesterday and he'll have info for me then on upcoming gigs. The northern band is likely dormant for three weeks straight after Saturday, and I can't afford that right now. So it's back to the grimier, more metallic world of the other band for a bit. After the killer weekend up north with people not likely to land me in jail for being within 100 yards of them, it's almost a bit sad. Then again, playing in Cincy is more financially sensible, it's easier to see Katie, I get a real day off on Sundays, and the beer is better. And besides, nobody up north has ever offered to show me her tits if I play ANYTHING, let alone some fucking Journey song. Some trade-offs are worth making.

8.) Katie will be able to see me again on Saturday with the band. This Eagles has special nights when they let kids in, and it happens to coincide with this very Saturday. I'm pretty happy about that, and she'll have the same extra ladies along to help out as last time, which I'm sure she'll enjoy. And I intend to utterly corrupt her with a new MST3K when we get back here. I now have a copy of Santa Claus Versus The Martians on DVD, and she simply HAS to see that. One of the true classics of a show I wish was still on the air. Just to hear Crow sing A Patrick Swayze Christmas makes it all good.

9.) I don't see Jenny quite as much these days. Which is probably good. The massive chemical rush has finally gone away, and has done so without fucking me up. Both the band and focusing on Amanda has helped there. I still can't look away when she walks by, but the few times I've talked to her recently have been much, more more controlled. She's amazing, but she's also in a world I can't, and probably don't really even want to be a part of, when I'm honest with myself. And you know what? After having her gazing off into the computer screen chewing her gum like I'm not there while I'm trying to ask actual work-related questions, it doesn't matter much anymore. I've already seen that one, sweetheart. But she sure is a beautiful lady.

10.) New Neil Young album out tomorrow. Prairie Wind. I saw two videos from it on Amazon, and though it's obvious he'll never learn another new trick ever again, I was surprised once more at his ability to take things I've heard a thousand times before and make them feel so good. It's supposedly in the Harvest/Harvest Moon vein. Which is certainly not a bad thing. But here's to hoping that his next album is really friggin' weird on a level approaching Greendale. And hey, he's again talking about the massive Archives sets. Not that I'll believe a fucking word of it until I'm rubbing my weiner up against the actual discs in a tantalizing rush of orgasmic Rock Nostalgia Box Set Joy, but hey, it's nice to hear him *mention* it again for the millionth time in over fifteen fucking years. I love you Neil, probably BECAUSE you are such an infuriating little tease, but you are.

Try not to think too much about that weiner/CD thing. You might go blind.

Love,
Dougie