LBJ? It's me Jeremy...WTF!?

Upon us once again is Cav's PlayOffs, and once again I find myself strapped to my #23 jersey watching, eyes full of hope, the Cleveland Cavelier's do what they do best. And I can't help but wonder why my companion is at large. It's been a few months since I have really thought about why you don't understand. What happened was the most selfish, dispicable, and thoughtless act I have encountered in my entire life, and the only thing I did in retaliation, is what you asked me to. After everything I have done to help you be happy...I've looked out for you when you were in danger, I've supported you soley because you have needed me to, I have been there when you have asked me to be and when I have just known that I should be. I have taken risks, comprimised, and been your accomplice. And I have nothing left...I am happy, more than I have ever been, She, is the reason for that and not the outcome of this. I don't know if that makes you jelouse, or scared, or whatever, but I can not compromise my happiness. One day you'll understand, or maybe even apologize...just undstand an apology will not be easy or only to me.

Performance and it's inevitable review...

So it's March 15th 9:18 pm and I just finished my performance reviews. I actually took work home to do it(homework). I must say, it is quite difficult to accurately review someone's performance and remain in the confines  of acceptable corporate verbage (corporate verbage = the right way to say things at work). 

For example let's take "Billy", Billy is a fucking retard completely incapable of accomplishing the simplest task without fucking it up, or taking three times the normal amount of time to complete the same task any "normal" functioning individual would. In fact Billy is so fucking stupid he should be castrated and made an example of in order to discourage other stupid people from breeding for the sake of humanity as a whole.

 Corporate verbage translates to; Billy is inconsistent in completing duties(i said duties) in a timely and accurate manner. I encourage Billy to maintain a more active awareness of his daily tasks and prioritize them to more effectively and efficiently complete them. 

Well were's the fun in that? 

Not to mention actually giving these reviews to the reviewee, everybody's got a fucking excuse for everything. Not to mention any thought of accountability is right out. It's always somebody else's fault they can't do there job. But we must be sensitive to this, "Billy how can I help you perform better?" 

I hate to be so intolerant of people's stupidity but for the love of Pete...just do your fucking job :-)

illness

Well it doesn't happen often but today I feel a bit under the weather, and it sucks to be when I'm under the weather. It's like everything is completely out of my control, and I am forced to face the fate destiny has dealt me. My mind is cluttered, I can't seem to articulate anything, and I fight sleepiness like a wild animal in the Sahara desert does for the last puddle of fresh water. Not to mention I am a whinny whinny bitch. It obnoxious really.  I try not make big deal about it but people always ask how you are, and I feel it would be dishonest of me to say I was fine. Then of coarse everybody seems to have the key to your return to health. Can't you just let me be miserable for one cotton-pickin' minute. It's not often I get to feel this way, and it provides me with the perfect excuse to accomplish nothing. Not to mention all the attention, it's been years since my mom put her hand to my forehead to see if I was running a fever, or brought me chicken soup while I watched TV all day. And quite frankly I miss it. So now I spose I'll just take what I can get. And today what I got was a couple of awww's, words of general concern and a packet of Theraflu from my pal at the Mac counter. So thanks Cari your the bomb-dizzle! now its time to take some NyQuil and see if I can stay up for House. Riley out! 

I laughed my ass of at this.

The Fuckin' Catalina Wine Mixer;

1. I Was a Lover - Tv on the Radio

2. Kids - MGMT 

3. Haiti - The Arcade Fire

4. Tears for Affairs - Camera Obscura 

5. Post Cards From Italy - Beirut 

6. Boy With a Coin - Iron & Wine

7. Roscoe - Midlake 

8. I Need a Life - Born Ruffians

9. If I Ever Leave This World Alive - Flogging Molly 

10. A Hand to Take Hold of the Scene - Okkervil River 

11. Timebomb - Old 97's 

12. Off the Record - My Morning Jacket 

13. Full On idle - The Breeders

14. Gravity Rides Everything - Modest Mouse 

15. The Captain - Guster 

16. You Can't Hold the Hand of a Rock and Roll Man - Okkervil River

17. Lake Michigan - Rouge Wave 

18. Spitting Venom - Modest Mouse 

enjoy.

Some Rules...

Knives are Sharp

Fire Burns 

You Can't Fly 

And I'm Not a Sheep

Have you ever pooped your pants?

I have, and let me tell you...it's no picnic :-(