well, i've been somewhat productive this weekend...the oil is changed, the hair is cut, the apartment is half cleaned...

pooky and i are going to paige's soccer game tomorrow - perhaps i can arrange a time with the stepmonster to have the kids for my b-day...i think pooky was a bit freaked to realize he's about to have a 29 year old sister...

got thelma & louise on dvd for ten bucks at wal-mart today...what a kick-ass movie...

cleaning the apartment is such a pain in the ass...i'm such the pack rat - all this shit, crammed into the closets and every nook and cranny...JUST IN CASE i might need it someday...yeah right...maybe i can use this donation drive for the Julian center to my advantage and get rid of a ton of stuff...

whoo hoo, another work week bites the dust...i'm gonna TRY to be productive this weekend...lots of shit to do - clean the apartment, get the oil changed in my car, get my hair cut (pondering doing the blond thing again, too)...

on tuesday, kim said i was starting to seem a bit like my old self...until i got stuck with that fucking hubler dodge ad - neal went on to other stuff and left me stuck with it, i was soooooooooo pissed...kim told me she was making a note of it for when raise time comes...good, even with only using half my brain i'm way ahead of mr. weedhead. he definitely made #1 on my shit list this week.

at one point during work, i was boasting about how wonderful i am and kim said she wished i really believed that - maybe then i'd get a girlfriend. yeah, a little self-confidence and those chicks will be all over me.

whoo hoo...happy labor day!...ya know, with my work schedule, holidays are screwed...had to work friday - normally a day off - for 12 hours...but in exchange for that i'm off sunday and monday...so now i just have to work tuesday and wednesday, then it's off for another 3.5 days! of course, i'm sure this is precisely the shit the neuro doc wants me NOT to do...so i'm gonna try to stick to a night shift schedule all week long, even on my days off...i don't think i have a problem switching to a normal human schedule on my days off, but who knows, maybe my brain doesn't agree.

3 weeks 6 days till my final birthday - yup, after 29, i'm not having any more. it's kind of weird to think about it, it seems as though these last few years have zoomed by - it was just yesterday i was in college. er, no - it wasn't yesterday, it was 1994.

paige called tonight...we only got to talk for a few minutes because karen wanted the phone...she says she'd like to get together with me and adam and linda...interesting how she includes linda...i guess it's cool that she's attached to her, since it's not like dear ol' "dad" is around...perhaps we'll get together soon...

talked with kim on friday, because i'm going to have to take 3 days off of work to do the video eeg the neurologist wants - luckily the sleep study can be done on a thursday/friday, so i won't need to take off work for that. i explained to her yet again that i'm really not trying to fuck off, that there's really something wrong going on in my head and i'm doing everything in my powers to get it taken care of. i might have to make a schedule change, but i'm going to try to do what i can without disrupting things at work. i also mentioned to her that i was very upset that this shit was happening right as we're getting ready for annual evaluations and raise time - i was kicking some serious ass at the beginning of the year and it seems as though it's all gone down the toilet. she told me not to worry, she knows i'll be getting a good raise this year. a bit of a relief, but still, i worry. worrying is one thing i'm definitely good at.