Sorry to cut it so short yesterday. I was bone dead tired (and a little sauced), and it was already well after midnight when I called it a night.
I started an entry at work and then forgot that I’d done that. In that entry I talked about how I was being manipulated by Mr. Marine. I don’t feel like writing all of that out again, so I will try to get that entry back tomorrow and explain.
Regardless, I’ve heard not a peep from him today, so we may have heard the last of him. Let’s hope. I guess. And the bottom line is that perhaps I’m simply avoiding something in my life. Like a commitment, maybe?
Eh, what on earth do I know?
Work’s giving me the big ol’ blues again.
I did save today by taking my team to the local Christmas Market for a long lunch and a nice beer/gluhwein event. It was actually very, very fun and my team was fairly excited about it, save for Negative C who gets excited about exactly nothing. Regardless, the weather was warm and sunny and we were all in a good mood.
At lunch, that is.
After we came back it was the saw old shit and I’ve just about run out of fucks to give.
So, daily it becomes increasingly clear that I’m gonna have to give the fuck up and get outta there. I need to stop writing it like this and come up with an action plan!! It’s driving me crazy to keep writing this shit out, but I guess I’m just scared.
And oh so tired. I just want to sleeeeep and sleep and drink and eat lots of shit.
My Los Angeles trip is turning out to be interesting because the Bulldog will be there at the same time! Now before you get all preachy and WTF on me, it’s cool. I’ll be staying in LA for a couple of days. I’d like to have a catch up din-din one of the evenings that I’m there and then I’ll move on to Orange Cty where my good bud lives. We should be able to get into some verrrry interesting.
So. There you go. I have a framework of a plan. But no formal plan with timelines and deadlines and bite sized pieces and other units of measure. That’s what i need so badly.
But for now, I need sleep worse. I love writing daily, but it sure puts me to sleep. It’s the perfect sleep aid.
Go ahead. I will be fine if you tell me it puts you to sleep too.
Night-nite,
GS
P.S. SHIP is in Russia and sending me tons of awesome photos. I think it’s time to step up my reply game…
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