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and no inclination to say it.

I realize I haven't written in over a month. By now I'm sure I've driven away my last reader or else he/she is lost amongst the cobwebs of my groovy space.

In the past thirty days I've thought about writing about a funny story about my wedding day (the second one), how much I hate my boss...(well really my boss's boss), what I'm going to do for the rest of the week and what I've done so far this week.

One boring detail at a time, I guess. My boss's boss (we'll call him The Pickle) is so inhuman. So inhuman. So far we've lost 3 people in the last 3 weeks and one more has given her notice. Three more are looking, and yes, I am one of the three. He made me so frustratedly angry that I cried. I freaking cried in front of him. That made me even angrier, of course, because he's a complete robotic dick.

I don't want to talk about him anymore.

I've also cooked for the past three days in a row! Saturday night I made homemade pizza, Sunday it was chicken vino bianco like the dish at Oli ve Garden and tonight steak, ranch mashed potatoes and asparagus. That's probably it for the week. The Spousal Unit will be out of town for the rest of the week and Miss Boo is in Florida on spring break. It'll just be me and the various animals we have here. I got a very good portion of the house cleaned and de-cluttered yesterday so I'm hoping I can keep the clean parts clean and work on the rest of the rooms. After that, I may call a realtor friend and check out the possibility of listing it soon.

Even though I'm bitching here and listening to the blues on my Launchcast, I'm actually in a good mood right now. Maybe the blogging and music are catharitic.
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