Okay, to be honest, I hate memes. They're generally stupid, unfulfilling, and ironic to people other than those that create them. But, this one I like. Mainly because it seems to apply at the moment. With the new job the work is harder and the pay is less, but still more than making nothing. Very literal definition of entry level. Like the saying goes though, you have to keep soldiering on. Very unsoldierlike, but still.
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Some very interesting things have happened though since I've started back to work. For one the capability to drink when I want because I can afford it again is....oh it is damn nice. Thunder bird, real rye, honeyed drinks of all varieties. To say I've spent the last few days off sober is a lie. To be honest it is probably the nicest thing about earning a full wage again. A relaxing beer here, a toast there for whatever reason. Drinking is a part of who I am, it does not change me any (except my coordination gets worse [somehow]) but it does what alcohol is supposed to do; it socially lubricates my mind easing stress and letting me be..well me. Whenever I want.
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Oh yes, one of our friends came out of the closet, finally telling everyone that he was gay and in fact proud of it and now has the bravery to live the lifestyle. So kudos to ya, Slayton. Not that he'll ever read this, but for posterity sake I feel I got to say it. For years he's had to deal with people calling him 'fag' 'homo' 'gay' and everything in between because he has always been feminine. Then again his whole life his father was the only male figure in his world and the boy was surrounded by sisters, aunts, female cousins who came to visit, and of course his mother, and grandmother who lives just next door to him. Naturally he was going to be feminine! None of us close to him ever thought much about it though. At least not until he asked if a mutual friend had told me.me - 'Told me what?'
him - 'Not much, just that I'm gay.'
me - 'You know that for sure?'
him - 'Yeah, dude. Man sexed and everything.'
me - 'Cool? Call me sometime.'
So yeah, now he just has to tell his parents and a very nice girl who has a serious lady-hard-on for him...good luck to him on that...maybe later though I'll finally have a workout buddy who won't be shy about telling me how my ass or cock looks.
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Another friend of mine has, lately, found out how hard it is to pick a relationship based on sex alone. We used to 'play' several months ago. Kisses here, gropes there, fingers sneaking into each other pants attempting to see who would get more excited first. At the time she was married, however upon finding someone with a larger cock that mine and could give her what she wanted more easily the poor woman has found out she was better off without sex and having her freedom. Now though she is as miserable as ever. Her new BF (whom is still married to his wife) suddenly became controlling when she stopped paying attention. No longer is she allowed to go out with friends, drink, or even stay up late while he is around.On top of that, despite what she thinks, he is screwing around on her while so paranoid she will do the same. A UTI that cannot be healed by 4, FOUR, weeks of antibiotics is itself a small sign that either he doesn't clean himself well at all, or he hasn't been as faithful as he expects her to be. I believe I may try to get into contact with her again. When her hormones aren't driving her insane, she is a good enough person to talk to. Just hope her desperatness doesn't drive her to worse men. I really don't give a damn who she fucks (want it to me at least a couple more times) as long as she's responsible and smart about it. Which this time she obviously wasn't.
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A third, and close, friend of mine and her husband have had themselves some luck as well. Chris Pirtle is now an assistant manager in training for East Texas Kroger's. It's an amazing job with great pay, awesome benefits, but the worst hours. Tammy is having to deal with it as much as Chris is. Both of them wake at 3:30 am in the morning. Tammy unable to sleep once Chris is gone. She spends her day at work, then home to deal with their daughter by herself usually till 6pm. That is his day shift. On nights, he may wake at 12pm, and not arrive back home till 2am. Both of them are suffering stress because of it, however, once Chris has cleared 12 more weeks of training they will both have steady hours and a more luxurious lifestyle. So, hope they do alright. And no, I haven't had sex with Tammy, as nice as that would be...trust me, thought about it.
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Not all has been fun and funny though. One of my best friend's brother went to the hospital two nights ago because of his high blood pressure. 200/180. That's the zone where many people have strokes. So, with any luck he'll pull through without too much trouble or having too many medications. His brother and I hope that he is somehow able to turn his life around and be able to live without worrying about having a heart-attack or a goddamn stroke.
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As for myself? Well, nothing too new. The parents have recently signed more papers dealing with this new trailer house we're supposed to be getting soon. With any luck...tomorrow a man with a bulldozer will come out to level the land and clear it of stumps so the trailer has a more level ground to sit on. And with any more luck it won't be 3 more weeks before I can actually see what the fuck it is we're supposed to get. I still do, unfortunately, say we. A place and life of my own is still in the works, till then though I have to deal with the lack of privacy and constant...goddamn...noise.
Still! I'm sure that continuing to trudge on will pay off, eventually. All I've gotta do is keep grinding, keep saving, keep looking at women hungrily, and shit'll get there. Just hope I don't accidentally skip a damn level again. Would like things to stay where they're at at the moment. Albeit I'm sure I could do without the untimely raging, random, horniness.
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