  Yesterday, I had to keep telling myself - "Just two more days and then you are off. You can make it through. " I met a pretty cool guy yesterday, he came in the store looking for diamonds for his new bride.
He was wearing a Hot Water Music shirt so I started talking to him about all kinds of stuff. Maybe I will run into him again. His name was John and he was mosdef on the level. I should have invited him out for a beer, unless he was EDGE. I started complaining about the lack of inspiration and intelligent conversation. Grant it, I talk with mimi all the time about stuff and that is perfectly satisfying for the most part, but I could use some connections.
Obviously the people I work with now cannot put me in contact with anyone hiring IT pros. We are getting a new manager at Zales, his name is Dwight and he is a fucking dork ass mofo. He is moving from Las Vegas to manage the store and he is a dork ass mofo. Oh, I said that already. Slicked back blonde hair that is going bald in the back, a molestache, glasses, and he was wearing a TAN blazer with his grey pants.
I dunno, that just seems odd. He looked like a fucking used car salesman. Well, tomorrow I am heading to Lodi, taking some laundry with me and heading up into the mountains for some fun. I wonder if mimi's mom is going to go? That would be interesting. Her flight arrives tomorrow. current mood: melancholy current music: pedro the lion 
