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Yesterday was fucking weird. I go into the office which technically isn't my office but it is my office because I am still working there. Huh? Yeah. And I had to try and get things officially transitioned off my plate. I was extremely stressed out because these people didn't let any of the clients know, didn't have resources ready, etc. I chewed my now old boss out a little yesterday. I told him that I am being paid to work on THIS client, not these three others. He needs to establish a separate retainer for these other projects. He didn't like hearing that but it was stressing me out too much.

I am still stressed out because one of the clients just wouldn't leave me the fuck alone and the other was having technical issues. Gee, why did I leave this job? Oh yeah, the product has issues!

Fuck me.

Got home normal time and dealt with some phone calls from my current bosses. Looks like I am going to start something new on Sept 19th and it's in a fucked location. Just what I didn't want. But I told them the only way I will do it is if I can stay over during the week. They agreed. While it's going to suck to be gone during the week every night, at least I will make some serious points and not have to deal with traffic every day.

TGF came over around six and we hung out watching some TV with the kid. She went off into her room and TGF and I went out. Nothing exciting - froyo and a walk in the park. Very cliche, but very enjoyable. We came back home, watched another episode of Jekyll and then went to bed. I really like having her here. Oh and yes we had sex. What normal people don't have sex 4 or 5 times a week? Yeah, I know I am being a smart ass on that one. Amazing how 5 years ago when I was younger, married, and no kids at home, I was having sex MAYBE once a week more like once a month. This week alone (from Sunday to Wednesday morning) four times. And the week isn't even half over. I am thinking a good three or four more times. Yep.

OH MY GOD -- I almost forget to mention: I think I am being setup for an online sting. I mentioned I now have a 'fan', right? There's this girl on Facebook who is commenting on pics of me of how awesome I am and how much fun she has at shows, etc. I say hello and she friends me. No big deal right? Well then she starts posting stuff on my wall and starts chatting with me. She makes one comment about how I can't touch her for 8 more months but I should put it on my calendar. Wha?? Then she says she wants to meet up to hang out. Now, I am playing this cool because I am also thinking this is our target audience and if I play nice, I can fill seats. Lots of seats. So I say sure, let's meet for coffee in the daylight, downtown X. And bring your friends if you want and I will tell you stories about being on cast. She says that sounds like fun and we arrange a time. Done and done, right? Um, no. Later in the day she posts a pic of herself on FB in her bra. And she sends me a message saying 'that's for you babe'. I refuse to respond. Period. I don't know how many guys she sent it to, but legally? That's child porn. I am not responding in anyway to the pic or the message because that could be construed as an endorsement of child pornography. This is why I think I am being targeted for a sting. I will meet her for coffee, but will be recording the whole meeting. My goal is to be friendly to fill seats. Show these people we're not one of the old casts filled with 50 and 60 year olds. Bring your friends! Have fun! But guess what baby? I don't go to jail for anyone...