I'm an asshole!

Wow. This week has all been about how much trouble I can get into. Or not get into, as issues get dismissed because Bruce and I "have a problem" with each other. Hell yeah I have a problem with a miserable old man running to his boss and telling him that I was yelling at him when I put up with nothing but shit from this guy day in and day out. His idea of amusing is taking all his paperwork at the end of the day and turning all the papers back and/or frontwards and then stapling it back together like that so that we have to pull out the fucking staple each and every day, sort them properly, staple them back together, and then post them off. Ok, funny the first 100 times, not so funny after 1000 and after I left him a note saying "learn how to staple properly or taking a fucking class".

Yeah. I had to call the City today to make arrangements for paying my bill or get disconnected... ha ha. It's been years since I've been slack enough to warrant that kind of phone call. I guess I can't afford to go to Vegas for the weekend after all...

And I'm addicted to the photo staggering. Do you mind? I swear, I'll cram it with the bass pictures soon. It's just been so long since I've seen any of these. The new band is playing on the 20th at Lydia's, I wasn't going to go cuz you know, it's their first show there since the big break-up, but it's Chris' (no, not that Chris) birthday so I think I'll go whoop it up with him and throw shit at the bass player. Who's in?