Things are not clear

Good news. I picked up a new car on wednesday. I turned in my Grand Am and upgraded to a 2005 Grand Prix. It’s got all sorts of fun stuff like heated leather seats, remote start, heads-up display, dual-zone climate control, and a 9 speaker Monsoon speaker system with 6 disc CD changer. It’s a sweet ride. It costs a bit more per month than the Grand Am did, but my yearly insurance bill is about $700 less than it was with the Grand Am, so it will balance out somewhat.

Good news. My midnight shifts are over. It wasn’t a bad tour of duty for the most part, but it did seem that things always got pretty busy once Gregg left every night. It was like he pressed a button as he left that alerted everyone to call or put in tickets. Oh well. It’s looking like getting reacclimated to days might not be so tough this time around. I slept from about noon to 7pm yesterday, and then went back to sleep around midnight and slept until 6am. Hopefully the batteries are charged enough to keep me awake all day.

No-so-good news. My eye is still bothering me pretty regularly. I had a checkup the week before last, and Dr. Saxe said that things are still stable and not getting worse, but I’m noticing my inability to focus more and more each day it seems. It’s really been bothering me lately. All of the muscles connected to it just seemed to be strained, enough so that it gives me mild headaches on occasion. This might be caused by being at work for 13 days straight staring at computer screens though. I’m considering picking up some reading glasses to try to bring things into better focus, but who knows if it’ll work. Pretty soon I might remind you of that old person you know that has their display settings on their monitor set to 640×480 because they can’t see any finer resolution than that… Lets hope not.

Not-so-good news. It would seem that I’ve fucked up somehow. The girl I met at Annie’s wedding won’t return my calls. The thing is that I don’t know what I did (or didn’t do) to bring this about. She is quite attractive, and I was looking forward to getting to know her better, but now she won’t talk to me. I think it’s pretty safe to say that I’m cursed, and that I’m going to be single for the rest of my life. When I combine that with my eye difficulties, moving to Tibet and becoming a monk doesn’t seem like that bad of an idea…

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