Success

beach chair found. stalking of neighbor will commence tomorrow. early. im getting a case of corona light and 3 limes just for the occasion. charging up laptop and even got myself some sunscreen in anticipation of the fabulous weather we have been having.

had to admit to my uncle today i lost my job. humiliation. he said DID YOU WORK TODAY? i said NO and I was being honest. then he said HOW IS WORK GOING? i couldn't dodge it any longer. so it seems the son of a gun knew and i guess wanted to hear it from me -- which makes his question asking just nasty. i mean who makes people squirm like that?

other than that today was uneventful. however i am drinking my 1st cosmo at the moment so things may improve quickly.

5 hours and no chair

for those of you unfamiliar with the search for the perfect beach chair it started 5 hours ago and i never found it. what in gods name is wrong? and i don’t know if its the store i think is at fault for not carrying such an item at the height of the season OR me for being such a picky bitch. why was this so important to me? why would i search high and low for such a ridiculous item? i think the feeling that i’m not truly accomplishing anything each day leads me to approach these silly tasks i set out to do with UBER importance and fervor; its like im semi crazed. i said semi.

now, what was planning on doing in this chair? this very important-must have right now chair. anyone know? besides spy on my neighbors? drink, thats a definite. read, i love reading outside for some reason. get that medium tan, sunkissed look because i honestly believe it makes me look thinner. sick i know. facebook, that’s another given. and lets just mention drink again people. never did it cross my mind to actually job search while in the chair and enjoying the summer weather. i wanted to say SEE ME COMPANY WHO LET ME GO, I HAVE A TAN AND I SIT IN THE SUN WITH NO WORRIES IN THE WORLD. i think its a little FUCK YOU to them. what in gods name is wrong with me?

funny thing is I’ve actually done this before. something very similar. while in a horrible dead end job i hated years ago i was given the warning IF YOU ARE LATE ONE MORE TIME YOU WILL BE SUBJECT TO 2 DAYS UNPAID, A PENALTY FOR BEING SO CARELESS AND IRRESPONSIBLE. so when i showed up late weeks and weeks later i thought maybe he forgot. he didn’t. he called me into his office and said i would have FRIDAY AND SATURDAY UNPAID. DO NOT COME TO WORK. I thought to myself did he just give me a long weekend? how is this a penalty? i went for a spray tan both days so i could return to work monday with a fuck you smile and make him (hopefully) sick to his stomach. SEE, I DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR STUPID RULES. I AM SO CAREFREE I WAS BASKING IN THE SUN & YOU THOUGHT IT WAS PUNISHMENT.

there really is something seriously wrong with me. i was 29 then im 33 now. we cant blame this on youth.