I've been drinking since noon

So in my last adventure's in life update, I was unsure whether or not I still had a job. Here's what's happened since the last time I was able to sit in front of a computer with internet access..

I still have a job, HOWEVER, it doesn't start until Monday. This means that since Tuesday at around 2:00pm, I have been not working, and not getting paid for it. I am thrilled to have a job, and to be starting on this new project.
NO MORE HP!! This excites me greatly.
What I will be working on now, is closed loop sales for Qwest. This basically means that i will be working for commissions, and its not a pay cut or raise, and I have to go thru 2 months of really intense training with no hope of hitting bonus for those 2 months. But its an actual SALES position, so i'm really happy about that. I am so much more a sales person as opposed to a telemarketer.




Other happenings:

OBAMA WON! holy shit. I actually CRIED. Tears of Joy, never you fear oh ONE loyal reader of this blog of win and awesome, tears of joy! Let's hope it wasnt just a lot of hype and let's REALLY hope someone doesnt peg him off ala Lincoln style!!


I found out why it looks like my housemate is trying to drink himself to death. It's because he ACTUALLY IS!
He has Hep C (yet another thing that would have been FANTASTIC to know before-hand) and was given 10 years. This was 8 years ago. He has no family, little to no friends. No body actually cares (in his mind) whether of not he lives or dies. Great. If this man ends up dying in my apartment, I'm going to be really pissed off.


Tuesday was a pretty rough day for me. It started off great, and then we got the calender invite for an "all hands on deck" meeting. Never a good sign to have all 50 people on the team in the same meeting. That's when we were told them news about HP going dark temporarily.

So, needless to say, the rest of the day was pretty shit. Now, I'm not much of a drinker. I've been known to go out with friends or see a band, and come crawling home at 3am drunk off my ass, or in one case, be put on a couch by a friend, only to wake up on his lawn thinking it was the bathroom, but for the most part, if I buy a 6 pack of beer, it will sit in my fridge for a month.

I had a bottle of champagne chilling in my fridge for the last month or so, should be NICE and cold, and all I really wanted to do when I got home was crack open that bottle of champagne, and drink myself silly. And yes, I literally mean silly. Me on champagne is like normal people on laughing gas.

I get home, set down my stuff, and head for the kitchen. I go to feed my fish, Old Gregg, and I notice my kitty, Requiem, has decided to bite a hole in the bottom of the cat food bag and have herself a nice kitty buffet. ok... that pisses me off cause the cat food I buy is not cheap. (yes i know cat food IS cheap, or CAN BE cheap, but buying the cheap shit is why your cat gets worms, and doesnt live longer than 10 years) Ok.. i can deal with a gluttonous kitteh.

THEN
I
SEE
WHAT
SHE
DID

A few months ago, I had purchased 2 REALLY BEAUTIFUL champagne flutes from Crate and Barrell. These things were like, $15.00 EACH. I already broke one on bottle of champagne month before and was really pissed with myself, but oh well.

Kitteh o' Gluttonbutt broke the other one getting into the bag of cat food

She couldnt just eat the fricken fish could she?!


Ok, I think Ive rambled enough for one day.

Highlight of the day: Sitting in epoch, and indy chick comes in. Indy INDIAN chick no less, with septum piercing (which doesnt look good on anyone) hasnt washed/brushed her hair in got knows how long. Ill fitting clothes and giant glasses. Here's the kicker. There's no lenses in said glasses.
I find it amusing how indy people try really hard to look cool and like they dont care, and it only comes across as they are homeless and in need of a bath.
Indy is the new Hippie and I want to throw hotel soap at them both.