I’m Not Dead

I’m just on vacation. This is the week in between the old job and the new job. I’m busily getting all kinds of errands taken care of as well as hanging out with the local family contingent that often complains that I don’t see them enough. Anyone who knows me will wonder why anyone else would insist on my visiting on any kind of regular basis, but I guess family has to make the effort or seem somehow less than familial. Now I just need to keep working on getting up early so I can get used to the new (and painful) work schedule; a sacrifice I’m more than willing to make in order to escape from the insanity of the last workplace. Hey Texas, DUCK! Someone might need to explain to me why we’re planning on rebuilding New Orleans in the same sub-sea-level spot when shit like this crops up mere weeks after the city got destroyed. Maybe they ought to consider relocating somewhere a bit further uphill.

2 Responses to “I’m Not Dead”

  1. kev
    September 22nd, 2005 16:20
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    It’s funny, I never worry if you’re dead. I only worry if the people around you are, yet.

  2. Packingheat
    September 24th, 2005 10:30
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    “Yet” being the operative word. Gimme a break, I love all my fellow peoples. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think my Glock needs polishing.

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