One Thing I Won't Miss About Job #2

Well, there's a few other things too, like attempting to get here at 8am on Saturdays and kicking out disrespectful, loud-mouthed teens, but the BIG one is how motherfucking cold it is in here, like, all of the time. My coworker and I are both sitting on our hands again. At lunch I went to BK and sat in the car and thawed out for the entire hour. And I'm wearing a jacket, jeans and cowboy boots (it's rodeo week here)!

I'll have to continue the Osler's 8 Lessons posts later. I had a really fun time last night with my other coworker from Job #2 and her b-day party at the Spotlight Karaoke! S and I both dressed up a little bit fancy and Mano met us there later. They had the big room reserved and there was so much food it was a feast. Also 2 cakes including one that looked just like a big microphone! (I took pic's, to be posted later as soon as my lazy ass gets around to it.) I told S we'd go for "one hour" b/c I had to work today. We ended up spending 3 hours there and not leaving until midnight, so today I'm tired but happy, having had a great time at the festivities and having 2 pieces of cake at home waiting for me since she insisted I take some home!

And yes, she's mad at me for leaving Job #2, but she also understands about the mo' money, mo' hours thing. But we found out something really funny, turns out she is very familiar with my dad's degenerate family, specifically his cousins that are all pot fiends and crackheads! She comes from the same barrio that they do. She told me that they deal drugs out of my grandmother's sister's house, which I am well aware of, and that she has tried to call the cops on them many times. Turds. I told her how I will always remember being a little kid and being at the 7-11 with one of my dad's cousins, and watching him try to pay for beer with a big pile of pocket change.

S and Mano are out running today; S is being so disciplined about his running lately, in preparation for going to the police academy in January. He has gone running almost every single night and I go with him when I can, which lately has not been much due to all my work obligations.

I can't wait to go home and lounge. I've got Spike Lee's documentary about Hurricane Katrina When The Levees Broke waiting for me at home, and Dr. Elizabeth Warren's riveting book The Two-Income Trap that I can't put down. I'm also listening to Chuck Norris' autobiography, Against All Odds on CD (S got that one for me from the library). So much information to absorb, so little time! I feel like I'm never going to get to it all. In heaven I'll have my very own non-fiction multimedia library! Tomorrow will be a busy day of meeting Tito J., who is back in Houston for yet another weekend, for brunch, then rushing home to meet Mudflap for another exciting day of dishing out police brutality at the Mexican Flea Market. Ha ha! Just kidding! Maybe.