I guess it's lame for me to start a blog cus I'm so self conscious, I end up writing stuff (taking into consideration that someone who I know might read it) that I never really end up writing what I am truly feeling or thinking.
I'm home and packed all kinds of **** today. Watched some movies while packing. Cleaned up and moved some stuff over to the house. Found out my bike got stolen. Found my old yearbooks and some old comics including the 4in1 Death In the Family issue of DC Batman and #9 of Mcfarlane's Spider-man. Not worth a great deal but was cool that I found it.
It's a holiday tomorrow and my boss is off so of course I have to go in to watch over stuff. I had a talk with the VP on Friday and I was pretty blunt about the problems with the department and management. I'm not worried about repurcussions but I am anxious as to what changes might occur or how I might be burning a few bridges with co-workers. My concerns were valid and the VP agreed with me on the problems but I don't think he offered any real solution. So I don't know if anything will actually change.
Damn I'm hungry. Waiting for the wifey to bring me a burrito from SD. Miss SD. I want to move back. I don't know if I should focus on my career or buying a house. I guess the two kinda go hand in hand.
My eyes hurt. I'm gonna take my contacts off.