work has been nuts lately. sorry for not posting.

monday. everything went fairly well, no crisis. bad foreshadowing of the week to come.

tuesday. all hell breaks loose.  7am. i show up to the rental car company to yell at a manager and get $15 a day taken off the price of my rental because the guy that did the paperwork while i was over at the repair shop doing my car’s paperwork added premium protection without telling me.  ok start other than i had to wake up at 7am and i’m not teaching yet…  10am. work starts, warehouse calls to tell me that we had 81 pieces delivered from our chair vendor (about 50 chairs, some ottomans) and that they were faxing over the slips.  everything else is fine other than the fact that we have no customers what-so-ever.  1pm. co-worker gets in, we will refer to the co-worker as cletus from this point forward.  I go to lunch at the restaraunt inside the furniture center, cliff’s*, and am watching sportscenter when cletus walks up. i get word that our delivery service cannot find a piece that is supposed to go out the next day.  i finish lunch and leave to go over to the warehouse to find the piece.  2:30pm i arrive back at the store to not find the piece only to be told that it was backordered by the replacement and proceed to question cletus on why i wasn’t told that before i went over to the warehouse and wasted 45mins of my day. 4pm.  i get a call from the other store saying that we have the truck tomorrow and they are beginning to schedule deliveries.  other store person is now named bitch from here on out.  i tell them to hold off because the owner (aka my mom) knows what needs to be scheduled and is in las vegas right now at the furniture show looking for new stock.  Her phone is off. 5pm. bitch calls again. phone is still off. 6pm. phone is still off. i leave work. 6:15pm. bitch calls telling me that she is going to schedule deliveries because we still havent heard from my mom.  30mins of her whinning later i agree so schedule some of the more important ones, 4 at max.  7pm. i get home. my mom finally calls me and asks whats up, i tell her about the day and she is upset because the truck was slated to go with her to a show home when her plane arrives in the morning.  shit.  we agree that we will deal with it tomorrow.

wednesday. i get to work at 9.  phone rings 9:01. mom wants to know how many were scheduled and i look at the list. shit.  bitch went ahead and scheduled 9 deliveries all across the metroplex + transfers from the warehouse to both stores.  for those of you in dallas, let me put this into perspective.  store 1 = allen.  store 2 = grapevine. warehouse = flower mound.  deliveries in mckinney, dallas, plano, southlake, lewisville, grand prarie. i have to take the hit on it too because i gave her permission to schedule some after 30 mins of guilt trip and bitching.  fuck this shit.  everything eventually gets done with me having to stay an extra 2 hours to make sure it all got done, with bitch giving me dirty looks and the silent treatment because “i” got her in trouble.  fuck that noise.

thursday. shockwaves from wednesday still resonating.  car repair place says they ordered the wrong part and it will be done tomorrow instead of today.  extra day of rental car = $30+tax.  money in bank account = $-130 because of rental car hold amount…  great way to start the day.  work drags on and i cut 2 huge gashes in my finger because a box knife slipped.  Cletus apparently needed the computer to do her biology homework yet was talking on the phone to fiance the entire time.  i sat in a chair and heard nothing but the rain.

today.  car picked up, rental car returned.  sitting here pondering the 40k tournament tomorrow and making sure my list adds up correctly.  winning a $90 box and a ticket to regionals would be nice after this hellride.

*Cliff’s Star is located inside the Stacy Furniture Center in Grapevine and is bad fucking ass.  Haven’t had a bad meal yet.  Everything from Pizza to Burgers to Tex-mex to Pasta.

well today has gone shittily.

1. car rental place has been charging me for something that i didn’t ask for, and now i have no money.

2. i didn’t get the chicago job (not qualified was the reasoning)

3. shitty mood from other employee

i’m at home now with no money to do anything and i have to wake up early to go yell at the car rental place.  fuck this shit.

still haven’t heard from chicago job.  suck.  i did call yesterday though to follow up and he told me that they hadn’t made a decision yet so thats good news i guess.

i’ve been really exhausted/stressed recently so i’ve been trying to lay low, hence less of me on irc and such so i don’t actually offend someone or hurt someones feelings (the usaf chachi doesn’t count).

warhammer tournament pre-lims are this saturday so if this stress/exhaustion can go away and i can think clearly i might actually do well.  the only thing i’m worried about is the nurgle chaos army that i know is going to be there (fuck T4(6) marines) and hopefully my dice roll well.

on the topic of dice, think of hello kitty or my little pony and the dice they would use…  that’s right pink with sparkles… i have a set of those dice because nobody likes to lose against them and they will actually over think themselves into a loss.  game, set, match right there.  it’s proven it works…

in other psychological warfare news i think i’m going to wear a pink polo and seersucker shorts to the tournament just so everyone else in the standard tourny wardrobe (NIN or “witty” black t-shirt, black jeans, greasy hair, no shower) feels uncomfortable around me… should be fun.  i also plan to refer to my units by fake names, pretend to actually be my commander and tell the units their orders before they do them, and hold moments of silence/mourning for any fallen troops. gg me.

spore is alright so far, haven’t had much time to play so i still haven’t seen tribal/civ/space stages.

have to convince my roommate to buy rock band 2 b/c this rental car is eating my wallet, fuck enterprise. they didn’t even pick me up.

that’s all for now.  i’m bored at work and starving.  other employee is 33 minutes late and counting because “her professor called an emergency o chem lab.” i kid you not on that excuse…

phone interview went well, i had actually met the person i interviewed with before so we could skip some of the formalities and just go over the position and such.  should know something by the end of the week.  chicago looms closer to being a reality.

got a call today setting up an interview for the job in chicago. sweet.

that’s all for now. painting mini’s.

fantasy draft complete.  i think i did well.

qb: drew brees, phillip rivers, vince young

rb: marion barber, edgerrin james, chris perry

wr: antwan randle el, braylon edwards, wes welker, issac bruce, jerricho cotchery

te: dallas clark

d/st: cowboys, vikings

k: nate kaeding

should be good times.

for anyone that doesn’t know, i play many tabletop games such as warhammer, 40k, warmachine, and hordes. i got out of 40k about a year ago to concentrate on school and recently got back into the hobby because i was bored.  there is a tournament coming up where i can win a bunch of schwag and as of right now there is no stopping me.  I played two games tonight against the guys that won it last year and well… lets just leave it at a single imaginary word:

roflstomped

the dark eldar are back. they are legion.

so first post and all of the official blog and i actually have something to write about. fender bender last night is going to take my car out of commission for about two weeks.

this is my third car. the first one almost killed me, bought it from a family “friend” and he didn’t think to tell me that the front axle was bad and a year later the dealership told me (when i traded it in) that if i would have gone about fifty more miles on it the axle would have snapped in half. the second one lasted for a while but then had a string of brake problems that almost also led to my demise but did lead to me having an empty wallet most of the time. so i graduated college and with the funds i had planned to use in case i decided to switch majors again and add another year to my plan became the down payment on the solstice. it has been good so far and nothing with the car caused the accident but now i have to rant.

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sperry top-siders the definitive shoe in non slip yachting decided to slip off my brake pedal and cause me to crumple under the back of a pathfinder. yes, they were old, older then me. but they still shouldn’t have slipped.

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so now i’m getting a rental starting tuesday when my car goes into the shop. the fate of my grandfathers top-siders has yet to be determined.

in other news: i applied for a job in chicago. hopefully i get it. i would work here:

rockin’.

see you fat cats next time.