Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Off to Jail, maybe.

Why do people insist on pissing me off. I mean you can tell by looking at me that I am not a nice person, so pissing me off is not a good idea. My fiance has finally gotten a job, well at least we think he has the job. The man he has spoken with locally acts as if he has the job, he has his uniform and has gone through all kinds of tests, vaccines and a stack of paperwork. The only problem is the Bitch we went to see today. They man he spoke with yesterday told him that he had to be in the companies head quarters at eight this morning to pick up his uniform and fill out some papers. I went with him, neither one of us thought it was a big deal. Well when we get there the woman cops and attitude with us and says, "You know you are going to be here all day don't you?" My fiance tells her no he did not. She goes on and on about it, telling him that he has a five hour video to watch and kinds of stuff to do. We are like that is fine. I can wait. I even sit out in the car for awhile napping while his is doing his thing. After she is done telling us over and over again that he will be there all day and why, she proceeds to say, "You have to have a hair cut." He says alright. His hair is not that long but whatever. She then begins to rant about his hair. Telling him he has to work with the public so his hair has to be cut. He does not argue with her. She then asks if the man who had sent him had told him he had to cut his hair. He said no but that it was not a big deal. He tries to ask her how short and she just goes on and on. Finally she tells him he has to have a police officers hair cut. This of course does not help because we know officers with all kinds of hair length. She gets a little ill with him about this. Finally he gives up and simple says that is fine over and over again as she continues to go on and on about it. He is not upset about cutting his hair at all. Of course he wants to keep as much length as possible. When we get home his best friend calls to ask him what all he said to her, because he works for this company also and is close friends with the man who has hired him and he says that the woman called complaining about his attitude. I told my fiance she had better pray he gets the job because if he doesn't and it is because of her lying bitchy ass I am getting hers. That is ridiculous. Well I gotta get off of here a friend is calling. Excuse any misspellings because I am not going to proof read this.

Talisman

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Wake Up Sex

I absolutely love wake up sex. You know, the kind of sex that only one of you knows you are about to have because the other is dead asleep. The only down side is that it is five in the morning and I am wide awake because of it. He deserved it though because he has had the flu for nearly two weeks now and I have not been able to give him a simple kiss let alone anything else during this time period.

Sticking to the subject of sex, my god-daughter, who is eleven years younger than me, held a Passions Party the other night. For those who do not know what that is, it is basically a sex toys party. We had fun, but I felt old realizing she is old enough to be having sex, thinking about sex and buying the toys. We had a blast though. I have no shame so will do and say just about anything. You cannot go to those things with hang ups about the subject of sex.

Ok now I am getting off (no pun intended) the subject of sex. Work has been fine since the laptop incident. My boss and I just avoid each other. He doesn't come into the studio often anyways and seems to be calling and coming in less, when I am around, every since. The office manager and I have even been handling classes by ourselves. That almost never happens. I am fine with it. The man is sort of an idiot who is more worried about Wall Street than putting together our next piece. But if he lets the studio go belly up I will just find another job and go on with my life.

My fiance appears to have finally found a permanent job. It isn't in his field but with the economy the way it is we are just glad he has the job, if he for sure has it. We finally paid for him to take the GRE also. He will take it next month and I pray he gets the scores he needs to get into grad school. I dread the next semester myself. I have enjoyed this last month or so off.

I sent my first novel off to an agent a few weeks back. I have not heard anything yet. I am about to give up with that company and go on to the next. I have picked out six or seven at the moment to send it to. I am itching to send it to all of them right now but I don't want the book out to too many people and have to contact them if someone else picks it up. I am half way through the first draft of my second novel. I am surprising myself at how easy this second novel is coming out of me. I think out of the two novels if one gets picked up it will be this second one. Not that the first one is shit because it isn't. I am rereading it right now myself. there are a few slow parts but for the most part it is fast paced and attention grabbing.

My brother is back from Iraq but has not called his mother. I truly cannot believe the audacity of some people. I know my mother thinks I am cold hearted but I just cannot get upset over he and his wife anymore. I love my brother but if he is thinks being an ass is productive, he can be an ass somewhere that is away from me. My grandparents did come over the other day and say that my brother told one of my cousins that he was leaving his wife when he got out of the military. Maybe that is a sign that he really does know how crazy his wife is. If so he should have only pretended to act a fool to his mother instead of actually doing it.

Well the adrenaline rush of the wake up sex is wearing off and I think I am going to go back to bed for a few more hours.

Talisman