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Friday, August 29, 2003
Indeed, I am a slacker
I just haven't had any real motivation to update the blog lately. Anyhow, what's been up with me lately, you ask? Well, my new work schedule begins on 09/07/03. I'll finally have Saturdays off. What else? Well, last week I was laying on my bed watching some TV, and I saw something running across my ceiling. For those of you who haven't seen my room, it's an unfinished room in my parent's basement. Before I moved in, my mother hung sheets up as walls and hung up this burlap looking stuff on the ceiling. There's probably 5-6 inches between the material and the actual ceiling. So, I was able to see something running across the top of the burlap. I flew off of my bed in a panic, and it crossed to the other side fo the room. I had no idea what it actually was, as there once was a hole that birds could climb in from outside and were living in my room. So, my thoughts were bird, mouse, lizard (i know, not very likely), huge spider, small rat, or miscellaneous. After I calmed down, I saw the mouse dash across my floor out of the corner of my eye. That night, I got virtually no sleep. All I could think of is that little fucker falling through the burlap on to me in my sleep (shudder). So the next night after work, I went and found some traps. I was able to find live traps that function to where the mouse runs in and a door shuts behind it. I couldn't catch a fucking thing for 2 nights. Tuesday, I still couldn't really sleep. But by Wednesday, I was starting to get used to it. Either that, or I was so goddamn exhausted that I had no choice but to sleep. By Thursday, I had resigned myself that I would have to buy some spring traps on Friday. And as I was sitting at my computer Thursday night, I FINALLY heard *clink*. Bingo! I had the little piece of shit. It was making me kind of nervous, as the litte bastard was really strong and was shaking the shit out of the trap. I carried it out to my Vue, and we took a ride out to 4100 S. and I let the little bastard out in a field. Of course when I let him out, he starts leaping in the air at least a foot high every time. He starts circling back at me...and he thought better of it and leaped in to the field. This whole thing taught me that I am a little scared of mice. I think what has had the biggest affect on me is my Dad's story about when he was a youth working on his grandpa's farm. They were cleaning out the chicken coops and a whole shitload of mice came running out of the coop. Well, one headed straight for my poor Dad. It went straight up his pant leg and nestled itself in his crotch. My Dad was paralyzed with fear. Fortunately, great grandfather saw this happen and ran over, tore my Dad's pants off and thrust the little rodent away. No bites or anything. So, the whole time I had this visitor in my room, I was watching the floor to make sure nothing ran up my leg. Fortunately, I don't think it had a nest or anything. My mother said she saw one run in to our garage earlier in the week and wasn't at all surprised when I told her about it. I am, however, keeping the traps out for about a month, just in case...
Saturday, August 02, 2003
July 29th has come and gone...
It wasn't as painful as I expected. I guess I don't always think in terms of anniversaries. I hardcore grieved for about 6 months, and have been in full acceptance since then. That's not to say it doesn't still sting. It does. I'm sure it helped that I have been very immersed in work lately. I've been getting about 10 hrs of OT per week the past 3 weeks, so I've not had tons of time on my hands. Anyhow, work has been fairly decent. I may be getting a decent shift for a change. If all goes as planned, I'll be working Sunday-Wednesday every week, beginning sometime in September. I think that it might have really paid off to work this crappy shift for so long. Actually, I've enjoyed the shift, since I only really work hard a couple days a week. I guess if my shift goes through, I'll be working hard 3 days a week. It will be nice to finally be able to see Lorene, without her having to take a special day off. Don't know why I've been in such a blogging slump lately. I seem to not have much interesting to say. I'm kinda considering stopping blogging completely, due to my lack of inspiration. Hopefully, I'll find some interesting things to flap my gums about soon.
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