Change in Plans...

So after a night of drinking last night, I found I got a message on my answering machine. It was from the tattoo parlor where I'm getting my new tattoo. The guy who booked me for this Friday called and said he'd forgotten they're going to be closed on Friday. So I called them back and rescheduled for Thursday @ the same time. Well, being blitzed out of my mind, I forgot I don't get paid until Friday. So I called them back again today and rescheduled for next Monday (the 6th) @ 4:45PM. Man, I was really looking forward to getting it done on Friday.

My plans to go back to Ohio are off too. Now I'm just going to stay here and go to the Holiday Inn to Legends around 11AM on Saturday and do shots for a few hours. Then I'll come home and drink whatever I have in the fridge. This time I'm leaving PA for the last time, but before I do I'm going to party it up!

I like "Stripping"...

Nah, not like that. I mean real stripping...hitting the "Vegas Strip". Or at least that's what I call it when I visit the strip in Vegas. I've decided to skip my visit to Ohio and spend my time here in PA for another week until I leave. I have my tattoo scheduled for Friday @ 3, then I'll spend Saturday at Legends doing shots for a few hours. After that it's off to Gettysburg and a few other places until I pack my car to get to Las Vegas again. Who loves ya Vegas? I do!

3 in a Row!!!

Tonight will mark my 3rd night in a row of getting sh*tfaced drunk. I get drunk 7 days a week, but not as drunk as I will have been these past few days. I'm so excited to be getting my 7th tattoo! Who would've thought, after several years ago I thought only inmates & deviants got tattoos. Oh well, I guess that makes me a deviant, eh? Let the drinking begin!!!!

Part 2...

I had sooo much fun last night I decided to do it again tonight - minus the packing. So tonight it's just gin & tonic, and maybe a little guitar playing to go along with it. And I am really stoked about getting my new tattoo next Friday! Woot!

Packing Drunk...

The work week is over & it's time to party! And pack... I'm not quite done, butI'm getting there. I also scheduled my last appointment for a tattoo next Friday @ 3 @ Atom Age Tattoo by my apartment. I always enjoy getting a new tat, it's a lot less pain than other pain I've experienced in my life. Havin gsaid that, let the drinking - and packing commence!

Forging Ahead...

In spite of the mention of a possible raise, I put my 2 week notice in @ work yesterday. I was told that they weren't going to hire someone just in case I decide to stay, which isn't going to happen. Las Vegas is like a good wine - once you get the first intoxicating taste of it you just want more & more. And whereas hendonism is generally looked down on in most parts of the U.S., Vegas celebrates it, much less promotes it on a grand scale.

The time for me to stop fooling myself starts now. It's tim efor me to wake up to the fact that now matter how many times I come back here, or how much time I stay here, I'm never getting back who I came for. It's a painful realization, but it has to be made. With my liver gettin gmore & more painful and more and more constant, I deserve to enjoy myself and have a good time before my final cutain falls.

It's Time...

For me to put in my 2 week notice @ work. Even though there has been promises of a substantial raise, my mind is made up - I'm going back to Las Vegas. There's no point in me staying here, most of my family is in Ohio, and I'm never going to see\hear from Michele ever again. So the whole "Return to Vegas" thing worked itself out naturally. But then again, that's usually what happens in life, things just work themselves out one way or another.

The Agony...

My liver disease is getting worse - much worse. Not that that it bothers me, although I had about 10 seconds of intense pain yesterday when I sat down. It felt like what getting jabbed in the side with a spear would probably feel like. But I refuse to stop drinking, period. It's all I have to combat my loneliness and the memories of the life I should've been living right now.

Ok, I'm Guilty...

Of being nostalgic this week. Last night I got way too drunk & pulled out some old video I had from high school. It was a video of myself, Lauren & Larry the night after we took a road trip to Washington D.C. Lauren & Larry were an item in high school, and for a while after that. I thought they would go the distance, but it wasn't meant to be. I remained friends with both of them for a few years after high school, but as most high schools friendships go, neither friendship lasted more than 5 years after we graduated.

To this day I miss Lauren a lot. She was a cheerleader & very popular, but was not a bit stuck up like some people were who were "somebody" in high school. Neither were her friends - Chris, Christie, or Jill. Thinking back on it now, I always felt a need to protect her, she was a great person-almost to a fault. To this day I feel lucky to have had her as a friend

Maybe it's just me being so lonely, but I wish I could reconnect with some of the people I went to school with. But then again, maybe it's not meant to be.

The Weasel...

Well, my boss (John G.) didn't put in his 2 week notice yesterday. Instead, he met with his supervisor (John R.) and decided to stay for another month to see what happens. We were also told that raises would be forthcoming in the near future. Now to the "Weasel" part.

The new guy was sent out yesterday to make deliveries - all fine & dandy. I was told that he wouldn't be back by the time John G. & I clocked out for the day @ 4PM. As I was on my lunch break around 3:45 the new guy came back. So naturally I wondered what was going on. He walks into the building, announces he hasn't taken a lunch break, and promptly leaves @ 3:50. And I also found out he didn't make all his deliveries - which really pissed both Johns off royally.

Anytime the new guy wants to get out of doing something he doesn't like, he always weasels his way out of it. Hence, I gave him the nickname "Weasel", right alongside some other less socially acceptable names. Well, maybe now they'll just fire him first thing Monday morning. I can only hope that I've worked my last 8 hours with the guy.

22 Years Ago...

It was 22 years ago today a group of us headed to Ocean City MD for "Senior Week". It was quite a week to say the least - hedonism at its best for 7 days. The party went on & on with no letup, or let down. I can still remember going to the mall with Mark and being so totally s*itfaced that I could barely hold my head up, much less walk a straight line. Fortunately for me, I still have the video of the week's events. That's a good thing considering how little I remember. For me the real party started there, and hasn't stopped since. So tonight, I'll have a few in remembrance of those good times and to the people who I shared them with.

Friday = D-Day?

My boss is still going to put in his 2 weeks notice. The only question is when. He was dead set on doing it tomorrow, but he may put it off another week. The only sure thing is that he **is** leaving Impact Satellite. If he waits until next week, both he & I will both put our notices in. I guess I'll have to wait & see. But before I wrap this up, let me leave you with this quote from a co-worker:

"If it tastes like chicken, keep on lickin'. If it tastes like trout, get the f**k out." - Barry Heffelfinger

And so it will be...

The weekend is over and my supervisor is still putting his 2 week notice in this Friday. I'm glad he didn't change his mind, but after last Friday - I didn't think he would. He & his boss have a meeting with the company v.p. sometime today about our department-I'm glad I'm not directly involved. I'm not letting anything get to me these next few weeks, or trying anyway. My last day @ work will be without the new guy-he's taking a vacation day. At least I know I'll have some peace before I leave. July 4th weekend is going yo be a huge party weekend for me.

Now it gets interesting!

The people @ work know I'm leaving for Vegas, but they think I'm leaving in the middle of July. Well, today things changed - I will be leaving earlier than mid July. In the middle of the day my supervisor (who is more like a buddy), announced he's putting in his 2 week notice net Friday. And now I will be putting in my notice the following Friday - the 19th. So let's see what this leaves the company:

2 new guys, both who don't fully know their jobs yet - even after 3+ months on the job. The staff of our department will go from 4 people to 2 noobies, just as our busy season kicks in. And my bosses' boss is already begging me not to leave. I can only imagine how he'll be groveling after John puts in his notice next Friday.

But I will not be deterred. Not by anyone or anything. I've spent thousands upon thousands of dollars coming back & forth to PA to try and get Michele back, but this time is definitely the final time. Her life has gone on happily without me, and I owe it to myself to reach some level on contentment before my liver finally gives out on me.

My last day at work will be July 3rd. Then I'm off to Ohio to see my family before I drive back to Las Vegas from Ohio.

Management Make a Move....

Yesterday I got called into my supervisor's bosses office for about an hour. Why? So he could try to talk me out of leaving. It was a nice try, but fell on deaf ears. The situation with my co-"worker" has gotten out of control. My blood pressure rises & falls multiple times a day, which makes me dizzy....and isn't good for me. There's only so much someone can take before something gives, and I'm about to my limit. And besides, management doesn't know the whole story anyway. And if they did, would it really make any difference?

For Michele...

"Without Your Love" -TNT

Last night I saw a lady
Standing by the fire
She smiled and told me
I was always her desire
But you, you came in to my mind
Once again
I knew that love is what I need
'Cause...

[Chorus:]
I've been lost without your love
I've been lost without your love
I've been lost without your love
(Never ever fall in love again)

Now I, I can't believe
We'll always be apart
You, you took away the
Love in my heart

[Chorus:]
I've been lost with out your love
I've been lost with out your love
I've been lost with out your love

Early Departure?

It looks as if I may leave for Las Vegas earlier than I thought. WE hired a new guy in my depart a little over 3 months ago and the guy has turned out to be a total tool. He doesn't know what he's doing, and today he played solitaire in our warehouse for 40+ minutes. The sad part is that no one wants to fire the guy, and him playing games while I worked was the last straw. So having said that, I may accelerate my leaving to the end of June. I mean, I leaving anyway, so leaving a little early won't hurt - it's only 2 weeks sooner. Besides, they can find out how little this guy does after I'm gone when nothing gets done. July in Vegas - it'll be hot, but it'll be nice to be home.