nightmares again.
long day. got up super early. drove down to irvine with my boss. stopped off at the coffee bean. got some quality face time in. he showed me his knives that he just happen to be carrying in his suitcase. youd have to know the guy to understand. but trip wasnt bad. snow on the grapevine. along with shitty fog. stopped off at the coffee bean for some vanilla lattes that i get to write off on my expense report. finally got down there. saw some neat stuff. whats the next big item thats gonna make our company rich? do we need a new piece of equipment for it? well thats our job to find out. drove back. same thing.
came home and prepped food for two hours for dinner tomorrow. tomorrow is gonna be long. gotta get up early and go to work to take all my food in. and i got a showing early in the morning. hopefully it goes well. and then i get to come home. work out. and pack. fuck.
didnt get the house. sooooooo frustrated and let down. only six people bid on it. i bid 20 grand over. no cash offers. and still came in second. what the fuck do i gotta do to get a house. really.
so now im havin a glass of wine. unwinding. preparing to recoil.
going home this weekend. gonna see kristina. caitlin. mike.
and thats where we stand.
perhaps the knives were for his protection.
ReplyDeletewhat kind of wine. cork or screw top.
try to get some of jims wine (killller stuff).
keep a close eye on mike, i think he is turning into a rapepublican and the big C.