  Oh boy, did i find the fun, baby. I'm feeling better, hung out with CGB and his new feline friend, who was apparently abandoned, but in seemingly perfect health. Still waiting for my desk. Desk delivery guy is either really late, or decided to drive the van to mexico. Been a relatively nice non eventful day. Well, mostly... Flux (This is me on messenger) says: guess where i go on the 17 of may? 3 guesses Gimpy says: cape breton Flux says: nope Gimpy says: Halifax? Flux says: noooooooooooooooooooooooope Gimpy says: doctor? Flux says: come on...that doesn't even count as a guess...i always go to the doctor Gimpy says: antigonish? Flux says: nope. Gimpy says: then tell me damn it Flux says: to court! Flux says: i just got subpoenaed Gimpy says: for what? Flux says: drunk driver last summer. Gimpy says: oh yeha Oh, ye-haw is right, kids. You can read about said event urlLink here , back in the mists of time.
I'm thinking that i may not remember enough but, handily a copy of my statement was with the subpoena; so i can study. My thoughts when reading it was "Wow, this guy's handwriting is TERRIBLE. " and, "If I speak like this, I should never talk again. " Kinda, like, totally, yeah. Fuck. My mouth should be washed out with soap any time i say those words. I sound like I've had a pre-frontal lobotomy. Anyways. No work for the weekend, which would be, totally cool, but yeah, i kinda have no money to like, pay my rent.
Poopy. The geeks at work have assured me that monday evening we should be swimming in it. All righty. Time to work those tail feathers. Kurt's going to finally start working for them as well as get a part time job. Maybe, just maybe, we'll get on top of things. Or, just as likely, not, and have fun flipping around and around the poverty line. Mmmmm, loopy goodness. 
