Sudafed Induced Ramblings.

I feel like about 10 bucks right now. This entire weekend I’ve just been sitting around doing nothing because I have a wicked sinus infection. I haven’t had one this bad in a whiiille. I’m lightheaded, I’ve got so much crap running down the back of my throat i feel nauseous, it hurts when I move my eyes, and my head pounds every time I cough. Damnit damnit damnit. In 2 months this will be no more, hopefully.

So yeah, Friday and Saturday I never left the apartment, and just slept or watched TV. I’ve realized that I will watch almost anything on TV when nothing I really like is on, and that’s horrible. I watched a couple of really bad TBS movies. I’m surprised they’re not among my collection shitty movies to review. Yeah, they’re on that level.

This was supposed to be my weekend to get stuff done, but I didn’t do a damn thing. I watched the Wolves and the Twins, which was cool. I never used to be much of a sports-watcher, but this year I’ve really gotten into it. Especially Basketball, which is funny, because I used to hate it, since strangers love to ask the question “wow, you’re tall. Do you play basketball?”, and of course, I don’t. But I’ve been watching the playoffs and I’m really enjoying it.

So even though I felt like ass this morning, I had to drive my old car down to Mankato so a guy I know can fix it up a bit before I sell it. The thought of putting more money into that car really pisses me off, but I can’t sell it at all in the state it’s in. It’s backfiring again….which is great. It barely made it down there today.

Things to do this week:

1. Ebay some stuff.
2. Work on selling the damn car. I do not want to pay another insurance payment next month on that. That is money I don’t need to spend. I’m trying hard to get out of credit card debt by August, and I have a long way to go.
3. Watch 24 on Tuesday, The Wolves game on Wednesday.

4. On Thursday I have my 6 month review at my work. I will be getting a raise, and hopefully it’s FAT. I don’t think I’ll have any problem in the review with my boss, but I am worried about a couple of things. First, I have to answer some questions for a self review. The “best attributes”, “weaknesses” and “greatest accomplishment” ones are easy, but the “least greatest accomplishment” is just annoying. Least greatest? Isn’t that a contradiction? WTF?

Another point I’m worried about is if he asks me to review him, because what I really want to say is… “You’re an insecure child, and that affects my productivity and my mood. Every time I get deep into something I’m doing and don’t report the play-by-play to you, you feel like you’re not in charge and then come over with a handful of questions and I end up having to kiss your ass a ton. I hate that. I also don’t appreciate the dirty looks I get when I leave at 4:30. I may have arrived at work at 4am, but if I leave a minute before 5:30 I get a dirty look. I’m salaried, jackass. Also, quit calling me ‘buckaroo’, and stop saying ‘how goes it?’, as I hate that expression with a passion. I also hate your son.

But I’m pretty sure that would get me fired on the spot, so I’ll have to make some shit up. I seem to have done pretty well in my other ass-kissing sessions so I guess I have nothing to be worried about. I’m certainly not worried about the kwality of my work, as the work I have done so far at that company has increased productivity dramastically. (That’s a new word, you like it?) I’ll probably just reuse some of the crap I said last time about how this job is a perfect fit for me (it really is), and how glad I am to be a part of this company (*pukes*). I’ll have to do some preemptive ass kissing all week to make sure everything is hunky-dory when the review comes along.

I should get my license plates for my Maxima this week. Hopefully they’re not something lame…but really, how cool can you get with three random letters followed by three random numbers? Not that cool, I guess. Vanity plates would be pretty cool, but there are two major problems with them. First, people know where you are all the time, there’s no questioning “is that his car?”. I like the anonymity. Second, people pick some stupid shit. That reminds me of a story a friend once told me. He saw this license plate that read “ATIT2D”. Confused, he went up to the woman and said “What does your license plate mean? Double D tits?“, to which she replied with a shocked stare “Attitude.”