blkdragon

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2008-06-12 20:42:13 (UTC)

Beaver's are busy

6/12--10:34AM--When I buy my house, there will be no
carpets, hardwood floors that will be shined to a mirrored
luster. I stopped in an art gallery/frame shop the other
day, I saw things I liked and bought a couple of items, why
is it that I seem to always be asked if I want a bag to take
my purchases home; I'm sure this man wouldn't have asked a
person of the same persuasion if they wanted a bag, he'd
have put the item (s) in a bag and called it a day. Yes,
prejudice and racism are still rampant, not as much as gross
stupidity though; if you own an establishment that serves
the area I'd think you'd want everyone's business.
I first woke at 3:30, relieved myself and returned to sleep,
woke again and got up at 5; I went to the kitchen to wash my
dishes. I stood at the sink and decided I'd run this
morning, I'd been giving it thought, I should have stretched
before and after; didn't. 10 blocks in 7 minutes, decided to
run the course again, no way to tell how much distance I
covered; I'll drive a course equaling a mile and start
running that in the morning.
I returned home (after the run) and my legs were killing me,
I thought my breathing would prove difficult, never had to
open my mouth to take a breath; I felt good about that. Now
I was amped, I reorganized the plants, did some re-potting
and realized I'd dragged quite a bit of dirt into the
apartment; I raised the rugs and decided to mop the kitchen.
I then remembered the stove needed leveling, I pulled it
away from the wall and accomplished that, now I had to sweep
and mop the kitchen. I'd planned to soak this morning and
put a pot of water on the stove, being that it was leveled
now, after sweeping and mopping; I pulled out the vacuum
cleaner for the living room and hall.
So I met Rick Tuesday, we talked for 45 minutes, I thought
the interview went well; he told me that he'd talk with Mike
in the morning. He mentioned having worked with Mike in the
past, how he'd left the company 6 years ago and returned,
how much he loves working for them; I'd told him that I've
never returned to a company that I've left. Rick told me
that he left for personal reasons, that could mean anything,
he did mention the salary I'd listed; I didn't waver on that
issue. He told me that he expects each of his staff to learn
two new positions each quarter, if you can't meet the
expectation you won't be terminated, you will not grow
economically. Since then, I've been rehearsing my response
to the "I'm sorry call", I'm not expecting it; just
preparing myself in case.
I went to Wal-Mart (yesterday) to get a battery, the
attendant couldn't take the wheel off to replace the
battery, I called the Tire Warehouse to tell them I was on
my way there; they rotated the tires and put that nut back
on the tire. I'm of the opinion that the technician didn't
remove that tire during the rotation, at any rate, they'll
be buying a new wheel and replacing the threaded post; they
received threading for a Pontiac yesterday and asked me to
return when they call.
I also called Boomer McLoud, told them I was having problems
with my stereo and perhaps the starter, I want them to check
their wiring; I told them I sometimes smell rubber burning.
They told me to bring the car in, I may opt to bring it to
them first thing Saturday morning, I'll also want them to
attach a cord for me to use my auxiliary; perhaps I can hook
my mp3 to the stereo and keep from having to change cd's.
Kenny called, while I was at Wally's, he told me that John
Smith is still operating out of Utica; so the dissolution of
Tech Valley was a smoke screen to deter debtors, as if that
will possibly work. The only thing Mr. Smith has done is
rented a bit of time, the authorities will find him and that
will be the end of that chapter.
I think I'll be doing the Driver Improvement Program to
remove the points from my only speeding ticket, that will
make getting the passenger endorsement simple, I'd also need
it to do the security guard position with IPC; that job
would give me greater opportunity to do more writing and
return to school. I'm currently awaiting the judge's
response to my request for the certificate of relief from
disabilities, that would allow me to begin the x-ray tech
prep courses, I'd still have to confer with the chairperson
on my eligibility.
I worked out this morning, after my run, just worked out
again; need to stretch all of the muscles below my waist. I
need to check on a hammock and grab mineral oil.
Thinking about Charlotte most of the morning, thinking of my
love for her, how much she pisses me off; I'm sure I piss
her the hell off as well. She probably finds herself cursing
me at the oddest times, mostly when she's thinking of me,
that's usually when I'm cursing her; I started laughing just
thinking about it.
I'm amazed at the power of the word, whether spoken or
written, what it brings to mind/the eye/the heart. I'm in
awe and amazed, recognizing that writers have a
responsibility to enlighten, amuse and motivate. Artists
paint the world as it was, as it is, as it could be; as it
should be and how it will be. Thy Will be done!
Got a call from IDT, my energy supplier, the company Charles
worked for; I was being informed that they were no longer my
supplier. Before I realized it, we were arguing, I was
asking too many questions he couldn't answer, he also wanted
me to believe everything he was saying; implicitly. I
interrupted him and told him that being aggressive was the
wrong tack for retaining a customer, he would go on to tell
me that he'd been doing energy drinks all day, I told him
that our business would conclude before it even began if he
didn't check himself; that he probably should stop drinking
them. He was trying to impress upon me the 7% I'd save with
them, I went on to tell him that if I lost 7 cents from my
dollar I probably wouldn't miss it, that 7% is only
important when we're talking thousands of dollars; I calmed
him down and agreed to reinstate my service with them.
Being that I could cancel at any time, I'll check my records
to see if it is indeed more economic to do business with
them, if not; seeya!
The Tire Warehouse called, they had to order the wheel for
my car, it should be there in the morning and we'll conclude
our business tomorrow; there's a new guy working there. The
new guy handled some of my business, when I remembered Pep
Boys fucked up the car, he called them to check on the last
time I bought a starter; his "best friend" told him I last
purchased a starter in 05. I knew that I'd gotten a starter
much more recent than that, he wanted to get indignant, his
"best friend" wouldn't lie to him; or something to that
effect. I just checked my records, I got a new starter in
December of 07, I'll be throwing this in front of "best
friend" guy and tell him he may want to call his pahtnah. Ed
told me I didn't need a battery, my alternator is in good
shape and I may have a starter issue.
I was sitting outside last night, talking to Lynne, Paula
and Brian pull up to mow the lawn; I got up and went inside.
I continued talking to Lynne, Paula would call me to ask for
the keys to the other apartment, I didn't answer the call; I
stepped outside and called her name. She asked about the
screens, she said she'd need to come take measurements for
new ones, I told her that I'd gotten telescoping screens;
she realized she could have gotten the same. She asked for
the keys, I gave them to her, I left the door open and
unlocked; she left here and her Mother's remains are still
in the other apartment. A year from now, I don't plan to be
here!
In talking about Charlotte, I told Lynne that we're both
stubborn, Lynne told me that I'm stubborn; she said that
Charlotte is scared I don't love her anymore. I thought she
might be right, with this job, our relationship will be even
more difficult; I won't let this job go for her. This
position holds much more promise and the benefits are much
more lucrative than what Charlotte is enjoying.
I'm weighing 145, I need to buy new underwear, I'm up a
size; I feel thick and full all the time.




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