What Energy, Where's Mine?
The Onion is funny. -- Where do homosexuals get all their energy?
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The Onion is funny. -- Where do homosexuals get all their energy?
I work with an incredibly negavtive personality in my office. This person is always full of doom and gloom, never happy and always bitching especially about work. And if she gets an attitude about something, it lasts the entire day and often carries over to the next. I will never understand how people can go day to day always being so mopey. The attitude makes it difficult to train or coach not only her but others who hear her opinions.
Now I may have some not so nice things to say about my job and those I come in contact with from time to time. There may be an instance or two (or fifty) where I vented about my job. But I never outwardly moan and complain to the point I bring others down. In fact, as management I am careful to represent the company in a good light to employees no matter how I feel about a particular policy or situation. Venting is done privately, at the bar, or for the extreme enjoyment of my wonderful blog readers.
I guess I'm sayin life's too short. Everyone gets down or cranky from time to time, but I find a little perspective goes a long way when my own 'tude gets tiring.
Where the hell is the title to my motorcycle? I can't sell it without a title. Any pyschics out there have a vision of where it could be?
Still new. No worries, no over analyzing, one day at a time having fun. It's a nice feeling -- finally. yay. Details soon. Just for me now.

(Washington) President Bush issued a warning to Congress on Wednesday that he will veto budget appropriations for the District of Columbia unless the measure contains language barring the district from using any of the money for its domestic partner registry.
The Domestic Partner registry includes such partner rights as hospital and nursing home visitations, medical decisions, and inheritance rights.......
-- I guess when you have an approval rating heading into the single digits, you can be as moronic and hateful as you want with no worries.
Fun and busy weekend. Haven't even had time to rant about anything ticking me off Lately. But don't worry, the world pisses me off in some little way each day so I have got things saved up. But anyway....
Spent Friday night dog walking and hiking through Schenley Park. We covered at least three miles of terrain while winding through valleys and hills of this huge park. It tuckered me out, but still had enough energy for a late dinner at Murray Avenue Grill.
Saturday was a surprise birthday party for a guy in my softball league. It was pulled off with great success as he was totally shocked when the lights came on everyone screamed "surprise." Fun night.
Today I played for a team in our competative league. (my team is in the rec division). They had some people out of town and needed another player and asked me if I wanted to play. It was fun. It's definetly a step up in intensity and play. But even though I was a bit nervous at first, I held my own and think I played well. I think I would like to move up to this division next year. I can see how you can improve your skills and get better in the competative league.
Tonight is a league fundraiser at a local bar. Why they decided to do this on a Sunday night I have no idea. I'm basically going to make an appearance and give everyone the pleasure of my company for a bit then come home and get some much needed sleep.
Tomorrow is back to the grind (I already have a text message from an employee telling me she won't be in - wtf?) and dinner at Alison and Paul's since I had to cancel tonight. But softball is one of the three valid excuses for bailing out on Sunday dinner. The other two being having a date and being in a coma. Luckily I have not had to invoke the coma clause and will try to keep it that way.
I've been seeing someone.
He is Great.
He makes me happy.
That's all your getting for now.

So the Vatican has now come out with the "10 commandments for drivers." Puhleeeze.
Yeeeaaahhh

Since you are already want to be in my bedroom and in schools, I'm gonna need to you to go ahead stay out of my car. Seriously, even Jesus would get a wee bit of cloud rage at some of the holy spirits out there behind the wheel, ok. So if you could go ahead and just stick to judging others, that would be great. Thaaanks.
Friday:
It was a long awaited end to a particularly hectic week at work. There was a fundraiser for the softball league at a local bar. Fun times had. Not much sleep.
Saturday:
GLTB Street festival downtown. I actually had to work part of it as I volunteered to be part of the event staff. Basically a block was closed off. Since alcohol was served, Liquor regulations made it be fenced in with railings and allowing only two entrance points. My job was to scan peoples ID's into a computer which read the encoded info and printed out wristbands for people to wear. These indentified who could drink and who was under 21. There were three of these stattions set up and over 1,200 people came through my line. Lots of fun, concert in the street, games, etc. Fun times had. Not much sleep.
Sunday:
Double header softball games beginning at noon in the 90+ degree heat. Good games, but oh so hot. At one point I had to dive head first back to first base to avoid being tagged out. There is nothing like being sweaty and jumping head-first into dirt. When I finally made it home, I had to slide thus maximizing skin abrasions and dirt content. Yummy Dinner at Alison and Paul's capped off the day. Fun times had. Starting to get more sleep.
Monday:
Back to work. Nothing happened.
Tuesday:
Work. Rain. At night, went for long walk in the rain, had good company. Rain walk is kind of romantic when not dodging lightning strikes.
Today:
Day off. Coffee shop. Shopping. Games to go watch tonight.
do do do do do do do do
My-my-my-my Finny hits me so hard makes me say oh my Lord..


That's word because you know
U can't touch this (oh-oh oh oh-oh-oh) (x2)
Break it down
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh) (x4)
Stop - Finny time
Look out below

Twinkies with BANANA filling. Yes it's for reals. After being tipped off of their existance, I saw them at the store. How did I not know about this?
I wound up leaving work early today. Went and worked out. Feel better. Guess I will go in tomorrow. I want the weekend to be here.
I'm thinking of selling my baby, yes my motorcycle , even though it will make me sad. It's not being ridden and I need the money. In the grand scheme of things it's not a lot of cash and won't make a big dent, but its something.
I'm playing tennis this weekend. I think you need some coordination and balance to play tennis and frankly I'm not bursting with either so it should be interesting.
Finnigan has been playing with a rubber band for three hours now.
My monthly managers meeting was held at a skating rink for moral building and bonding. We all skated, relay raced, and limbo'ed. Hello 1982.
Peace out
Absolutely nothing....
I guess it gives one human interaction with some nice people from time to time (and many not so nice) and in my case a friendship or two. Oh and I guess a paycheck to live on. But that's about it.
*sigh* It would be nice to have a fulfilling job.
So yeah, crappy day at work. I had to leave for a bit before my head exploded. I wound up here at the library venting on my blog. I wonder how long they will let me sleep if I go over to the corner and snooze in the chair?
Blue Pants
ALSO:
I started watching Hell's Kitchen tonight. This just may become a must watch show. It has drama, mean people, tears, you name it.

Topic: Why can't Brent commit, does he have valid feelings based in fear of commitment or is he a big baby who should suck it up and just take a chance without analyzing everything to death. Discuss
Since I have moved to Pittsburgh I have started some nice friendships with people I have met. There are now a number of people that I can call friends as well as many acquaintences. One guy who has become a very good friend and someone I hang out with a lot has made it known that he is interested in a relationship if I was to feel the same way. My first reaction is that I like being friends and want to continue to build on that. I guess that is because since I moved here, the intent was always to get out and meet people and be social. Joining clubs like softball and TNL, etc in order to build friendships and get to know people has been a great way of making this happen as I have met many great people and got involved in many things.
So back to this guy. We have had a conversation or two about it and he is totally fine either way. He's glad that we became friends and says he values our friendship and that no matter what happens now or down the road, we will always be friends, no pressure or anything it's just out there. And I know he is totally sincere about being fine whether just friends or more. My issue is that here is a great guy who likes me and genuinely cares about how I feel and what is going on in life. We have fun times together and can have conversations ranging from silly to serious without running out of things to say. I lke spending time with him. So what is it about me that fears going any farther, not just with him but anyone? Why am I ony looking for friends? I seem to keep people at arms length, letting them in a little at a time. Maybe I'm too hard on myself. Maybe I am imposing my other life issues, job, debt, etc, onto my personal life and I should not let other things I need to work on interfere. Trust issues, scared, brain damage? Whatever, I am not thrilled with this aspect of my being.
Hmmm.
-- I walked out of Starbucks this morning and dropped my venti coffee, probably while I was concentrating on finding the opening with my tongue. It splattered everywhere in a tsunami of french roast across the sidewalk, my shoes, and my pants. I hesitated while I decided if I should just go back home right then. But instead I opted to go back in and get another before facing another workday.
-- Listening to some suckubus yenta telling me what an awful bank I work for and by association I too am evil. Listen Cranky McHag, there's no conspiracy against you. The voices in your head were not put there by me nor am I the reason you are an uptight nag blowing more hot air than a factory furnace. It's just a checking account so relax. Credits and debits are not rocket science. Oh and please, take one of my breath mints.
-- I have two parking tickets hanging on my fridge waiting to be paid. They taunt me each time I walk into the kitchen saying "what's so gosh darn freaking hard about putting a quarter in the meter dumbass?" So a dollar in quarters would have prevented $22 in fines. Oh well, lesson learned. I'll never try to skirt our fair and just parking laws again -- yeah right.
In other World of Brent news:
I have a networking group mixer downtown tonight. A few crown and cokes will be a good way to end the day.
I finally got my library card today. That only took a year and a half. It's not like the library is mere blocks from my apartment or on the same block as my office. Oh wait, yeah it is. So anyway.....
My leg is feeling much better. The swelling is pretty much gone and now it is a nice vomit yellow color with a tint of blue. I'm wearing a brace that should enable me to play this weekend. It's a stylish unassuming yet sophisticated model from this years line in basic black.
Later
I took advantage of my office actually having everyone working today and decided to take the day off. I figured I could use a buffer day from the weekend trip.
But tomorrow this will lead to the standard question of what I did on my day off. And I will have to answer "nothing." It's not that I don't want to say. Nor is it that I work for the CIA and would have to kill you if I told you. But literally, the day consisted of doing nothing. I have no problem doing nothing. Nothing is good. Nothing is relaxing, no worries, no to-do list. I guess I did go to the coffee shop this morning but how exciting is that? Exciting enough to be "something" and worthy of small talk? I think not. The most energy I expelled is turning the pages of the Times and slipping the sleeve off a muffin thus exposing the stump to be washed down my throat in a gooey mass of coffee and blueberries. Some will not believe me and think I don't want to share my glorious and adventurous Tuesday with them. But unless you consider playing hide and seek with the Finnmeister something, I did nothing, nada, zippo. Really.
-- You got more votes than the current asshat-in-chief in the last election
-- You are more qualified than any other contender for 2008
Just run already
Hit the road this weekend with Alison and Paul and headed to Michigan for Matt's graduation. Our little Matty-Moo strode across the stage today picking up his diploma while his proud family watched and hollered from the stands. Dinner, presents, cake, and about ten thousand pictures rounded out the day. Back on the road tomorrow.
That's all, just a quick update. Back into the swing of things and more attention to my online home with the new week.