Madd's log, Maddate 020117.49 0320a:
[EVENTS wed 1-16] Ack... so tired when I woke up. My computer was kind enough to wake me up all the way from the other side of the apartment. How nice of it to do so. I sat there, I think a bit dazed still from the birth of Alex. This is a good thing. Well, I would eventually get things up and together, and would take off to work. Where to park... hmm... under... trees... of death. They house those evil birds... the ones I wish to choke the life out of. I so would hope that the powers I asked for would protect my baby boy.
The Talk of Work
Well, news spreads fast, especially with Bud around, and everyone was asking about Alex. Before taking off to work, I was able to snap three pictures and was able to show everyone. I do not think those pictures does my child justice. The light... it was that darn lighting. Oh well, not a problem. I plan to get some really good pictures on a day off. Wait, Qwest still gives me days off? I would be in two hours early for the wonderful OT that I continue to work. Of course, after checking out the paycheck that was strictly OT and no vacation... yeah, well, I think I will work all OT that is offered, and that is for sure. So work went well, and things just seemed to fall where they should have, minus a few crazy tickets. As usual, I answer a lot of questions for people at work. I even answered one for a manager. Wow... just amazing. Also, our SME for the day, name forgoten, has a 17 year old daughter who has Pink Floyd as her answering machine message. I got to hear it. I had the SME listen to my message, hehehe. Yeah, I still win the cake, baby. Everyone was teasing about setting me up for a date. I made the comment, "Other guys would want her for her body, for sex, you know I want her just for her Floyd." This all started when my pod partner wanted our SME to hit me, and she said, "I can't, he's wearing a Pink Floyd shirt. It was love at first sight... or... something like that. Oh, Bud had his George Forman grill, and made some very yummy chicken. Also, I let him move Alex. Yeah... it is only fair, I mean, after all, if not for Bud, I would not have Alex. Nooooo, JOHD. None of that. The more I look into Bud's mind, the more I see even if I was that kind of person, he would never be my type. It was very nice that management let us write off an hour of time for filing, and I even took calls today towards the end. I ended up with one call, some guy Mike from the CMC, and I do not even think he knew why he was calling me. Oh well...
Well, I game Bud and Sam a ride to their cars. Alex does not start near as good as Pink did, I must admit, in the colder temp. Oh well, it is something that I will get use to. Bud had me stop in the middle of the road so I could flex Alex for Sam. I think she got a kick out of it, something about her mention Qwest employees found dead or something like that comes to mind. Sam went her way, and I followed Bud to Big Tomato. For the record, I had two #8. It was pretty good pizza, actually. From there, I followed Bud to his place.
No, That is Not a Mess
If Bud thinks his place is a mess, then he has obviously not been to my place of late. [EVENTS now]. I was rather tired, after I helped Bud scandisk and defrag his laptop computer. I got to see the "real" ending to Fast and the Furious. I did not really miss much, but you know, I missed something. Of course, I had my reasons. At some point before "last call", AH gave me a call. She wanted me to pick her up, so, I said I would. I almost passed out at Bud's place, as he was on line looking at superchips.
On the Road Again
I took off from Bud's around 0150a or so. I headed towards the bar AH was at. I picked her up, and I think she was drunk. It is getting difficult to tell when humans are drunk besides when they are plowed. She might have been. She had a follow up on the issues she talked about earlier. Seems she has things on the ball, this is referenced under Issue02.txt. It was not even a lap and she was out like a light. Poor thing. I dropped AH home, then I headed back to here.
I am actually tired right now. I still have many things to take care of, and I still plan to keep to it. Life really is good, old friend. I hope you sleep well, because I am heading towards that couch. Master of Maddness, signing off 0341a......