checking in

My weasely boss finally got fired yesterday. Was it his fuck-ups? no. Did they get tired of his endless and totally transparent brown-nosing? no. Did they ask him to pee in a cup? yes. Three days later he was gone. It's common knowledge that him and one of the guys in the art dept smoke their lunch. When they were called in together for a 'random' drug test the artist looked scared. Someone overheard both of them in the hall saying they didn't have to go. The artist eventually went then later was seen going into his supervisor's office shutting the door and they were in there whispering for quite awhile. (The walls for most of the offices don't go all the way to the ceiling so nothing is private really). The weasle however was tracked down no less than 4 times asking if he had to go. Finally he was told, go or else.

The artist is still employed, the weasel isn't. I do feel bad for his wife and 3 kids though. They've been looking at houses the last few weeks.

Whiskey graduated puppy class. He's around 55 lbs now and is 8 1/2 months old.

Still living with Scott.

Have managed to save a few thousand dollars since moving in with him. Although if you walked in here you'd never know I did live here. Last month I asked him if I could have a shelf of his built in bookcase to put my books, figurines on. The first thing he said was, 'Where am I going to put my stuff that's there now?'

'if you don't want me to have it, just say so'

'what are you going to put on there?'

' I don't know. books, maybe a cow or two. if you find some papers put them there and I'll sort through them'

'I don't want you to clutter it up with junk'

'I'm not planning on it, I just want somewhere to put my books and magazines to get them off the coffee table'

'are you going to put books or junk on there?'

This went back and forth until I told him I wanted to put clutter there so I could end the conversation.

About three quarters of my stuff is still in boxes in the spare room. The rest is in storage. As I have time I've been going through the boxes and throwing out stuff and repacking and labeling the boxes. He wants me to stay for quite awhile, but I feel very temporary here.