Time for an update

Nothing much to report on. Sooooo busy took until Sunday night at 8:00 CST to watch the previous week's Soprano's. Not bad. Tony is becoming a Monster. Personally, I think they should have waited until the last show aired to announce the end of the series, though we all knew it was coming. But now, we know, or at least we think we know, that something's gotta give and/or end. You almost knew that Chrissy was gonna bite it before the series ended. I haven't seen this past Sunday's yet, so don't fucking ruin it for me.

Time, I've got none. Patience.....even less. My procrasination skills, however, are at an all time high. Bowling being over for the year, and I don't even have the guarrantee of a weekly drunk these days. Kind of depressing, at least to me. Big holiday weekend coming up and minimal plans at best, and even less time to do anything if it were planned. Most likely digging post holes, unless I can find some immigrants to do it for me cheap. Problem with living in the cushy suburbs is that very few illegals hang out outside the local Home Depot looking for work. Must be a city thing.

I love having this blog at my expense I can babble about for paragraphs and paragraphs about nothing and it's almost therapeutic. Fucking thing needs spell check though. I don't misspell often, but I typo alot.

Just got back from a meeting with school about me eldest. Planning the high school years (fuck am I old!). Seems he has made remarkable progress in the past three years and the hope for the future is bright. This makes me smile. 4 more years and he's outta the fucking house! Hopefully off "the payroll" within 8 years, though I doubt it.

Life is good. For now, I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. It always seems to drop. I'll probably get fucked over some way, some how at work. Not that work has been a fucking picnic lately, but I'm actively working to improve that situation, as I posted earlier. It MUST be done, no matter how hard it will be to do so, and no matter how many times I've thought better of it, the same outcome always prevails. Fat Bastard must go! And when that happens, an office cleaning and chair throwing out party will commence. In the past 2 years, things have generally become what I vowed my place will never become. Change it be a coming!

Well kids, back to work, check back soon. And tell your friends to check in too, so they can also witness the lunatic that resides here on The BUZZ!