Y2 D246

Blah blah blah work blah blah same shit blah blah boring blah blah blah...

You know when I lived in my old place I may have woken up one too many times without pants or needing ibuprofen, but at least my life wasn't this FUCKING BORING. Seriously. There was always someone around or some place I could go to get a drink or six in me without breaking the bank. There was always something I could do to amuse myself. Lately I have been so goddamn bored during the week it's driving me nuts.

I hate my fucking boss too for the record. He has no concept of personal space or limitations. He calls me yesterday to see if I can attend a meeting at 1pm 53 miles from my house. I say sure, but I am going to a play tonight and need to be in another city by 6:30. His response? Oh then you're fine until 6. Um, bullshit? I need to fucking change and it's 50 miles from my house the OPPOSITE FUCKING DIRECTION. I am not late to things like you are buddy boy. I like to get to places on time. Douchebag. The final time agreed on by the client for the meeting? 2-4. Fuck me. I have to leave here around noon, go to the meeting which won't get out until 4:30 at the earliest, drive 90 miles to the play to get there by 6:30 which means I won't have time to go home and change or eat or do anything else. I will spend most of my day in a bullshit meeting and driving. Fuck this. I like the WORK that I do, but man do I hate this kind of shit about my job. We have other people who live much closer to this client who could do the work as well as I could, but no - I get the fun of driving all over today. There goes my fucking gas.

Today is LO's birthday; she is 24. Heh, I banged it when it was still 23. Oh yeah. Dirty old man. I set an alarm so I could be the first to wish her a happy birthday and I was. We ended up having a little text session. She landed her first anchor position in South Bend Indiana. She is about to learn what it means to be in the news business. That new relationship you just started? Yeah, kiss that goodbye. I will be here waiting for you to have your first marriage, your first divorce, and then when you are roughly my age, I won't look so old and we can revisit what we had. Don't worry, given my recent track record, I will be here and still be single apparently.

You know I haven't been laid since psycho bitch? That was fucking september. I need sex. I need something. I need some human physical contact again. I am hitting that feeling once again. Fuck me. Figuratively and literally please...