Spring

If you haven’t been to Google today then you should browse on over, really cute art work. 

The pastor who said “God Hates Fags” aka Fred Phelps is dead at age 84.  While I personally don’t care for him, I hope that his soul is at peace so he won’t haunt anyone.  That his family will just quietly go off into the sunset.  That last one is probably not going to happen. 

I am busy working on our Intranet moving files around and changing things.  I just hate it when someone tells you do it this way and you do, then they say oh no you should have done this and this.  That is what happened to me.  I am NOT at all happy because it’s taken a lot of my time and it’s going to take a lot more but hopefully this will be the last time and we can get it done right. 

Big Boy woke me up last night, he was choking.  Then of course I couldn’t go back to sleep.  He wanted out of my room.  Breakfast time came around and he ate but then came over by me at the table.  He acted like he wanted a drink of water.  I think he is scared.  However, he was waiting patiently for more food and I just picked up a plate that TAZ abandoned and gave it to him.  I worry so much about him.  Every little noise, cough, whimper just sets me on edge.  I am eager to see what the vet says but at the same time really don’t want to take him over. 

Still busy looking and applying for anything that strikes my fancy.  There are some jobs out there but not too many.  The worst part is if you apply from like a Monster or a Career Builder they take it upon themselves to start emailing you about ever little job that is posted.  I don’t want to be a telemarketer, I don’t want to join the Army and I am not a programmer.  Any job that uses the keywords similar to the job that you applied for they e-mail.  I could post my resume on those sites as well but that only gets you spammed to death.  Plus if my employer was looking they would see my resume and I am sure have some questions or perhaps be more inclined to replace me.  I’m not looking to make waves but I do have to look out for myself and when something comes along that is too good to pass up, I will take it and run.  Same thing is true if I hit the big jackpot on the lottery.

Well my stomach is grumbling and work is calling so I guess it’s time to call this post done and get back to it.  I hope the weather is nice in your area.  Not too bad here sunny and 53.  Rain tomorrow.

Oh I had the strangest dream last night.  I got a Black American Express (black cards are reserved for excellent credit customers, not sure if AMEX does a black card but Mastercard and Visa do).  Anyway I got an old job back, was training some new people.  I was at a mall and bought a Mont Blanc Pen.  It was pretty awesome.  Then I went to another store and bought you guessed it another Mont Blanc pen.  Talked with my guy on the phone about supper and told him I could meet him or he could come to the mall and eat.  I sat down with a bunch of strangers and waited for him and my family to show up.  I showed off my pen and had some good food.  Then the alarm went off.  I wonder if this is God’s way of saying I will be okay and I can buy what I want w/o fear of losing my job.  OR Is it my mind playing tricks on me?  I have no idea how to interpret dreams. 

Talk with you peeps later.