I don't recall the entire conversation the other day with Kaylee, but the crux of it had something to do with Cher. So I showed her some really old Sonny and Cher videos, and then some of Cher's best stuff from the 70's (Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves & Half-Breed). She dug it...wonder why? 'Cause Cher is awesome. That's why.
Going to touch on a few things today.
The job search continues. IN the last 7 days I have sent out at least 100 resumes or applied for jobs on line. I have an interview this afternoon with AFLAC. I had an interview on Monday with a temp agency (The Career Group), but I haven't heard anything from them yet. Perhaps I'll call now. Wait a sec. Yeah they don't have anything yet. Keep your fingers crossed, I need something like yesterday.
Mel and Kaylee are going camping this weekend for the Girl Scouts. I wish I could go with them, but alas they don't allow boys and girls in the same tents I don't think. They need some bonding time anyway. Poor Mel though, we were clipping Isabel's (the older cat) claws this morning and Izzy clipped Mel right in the lip and it looks bad. I'm sure it hurts worse than it looks too.
So I get the house all to myself this weekend. I'm going to write as much as possible. I have one more chance at this I think. I've been fucking around all year and now it's time to shit or get off the pot. I'm at a crossroads. I don't have a lot of options left. If I don't get something really soon we're totally screwed.
Money, when you have it, it's great. When you don't, it sucks. Grr....
Wanda, our neighbor, cut my hair last night. The shoulder length pony tail is gone. I think it might have been hindering my chances at an assignment. Gotta look professional these days.
I unfriended my old drinking buddy Reid this morning. Reid and I met at Ye Olde King's Head Bar in Santa Monica circa 1998 when I was working for MJW Investments and drinking heavily. The Kings Head is also where I met Melissa, and unfortunately he was sort of involved in that meeting, as in he was there, he claims to have introduced us, and what not. Reid was a bouncer there. I've actually written before about the 2001 New Years Eve incident that ultimately got him fired from the Bar. Reid used to be a born-again Christian Alcoholic. He doesn't drink anymore but he's still addicted to the born-again part. And he's also a Republican. I don't have too many friends anymore that are GOP. I respect their right to have a opinions and beliefs, but I really don't see why anyone would side with the Republicans these days. Well, my in-laws do, but that's because they're all from Utah, get my drift?
In any case, Reid occasionally will direct message me shit about Obama. I get it, our President has a lot of haters. I guess turnabout is fair play because I sure hated me some W. Now I had already stopped viewing Reid's wall (a nice setting in Facebook I'm sure many of you will want to know where it is...yes you can be Facebook friends with someone without having to look at their posts!), but this last one where he messenged me about the article that went around yesterday purporting to clear Bushie of any wrong-doing in the Iraq war because he had WMDs, which turned out to be completely inaccurate, that was the last straw. I'd been trying to come up with an excuse...this was it.
I view him as toxic. Now I hadn't seen Reid face-to-face in years. When we moved I neglected to give him my address or phone number. I also have this strange peccadillo that I won't friend anyone on Facebook without actually knowing them first. I know it's strange because Kids these days don't do that. Well been there done that. Not doing it anymore. I do have a couple friends of friends, who my personal friends vouched for, but that's different.
So yeah. Toxic people need to be gone from my life. From your life too. If someone is constantly bringing you down and belittling you, why are you friends with them? There's no law saying you cannot dump friends like you would dump a girlfriend or boyfriend. Sometimes you just have to say "you know what, my life would be better off if you weren't in it."
Well Reid...my life is better off without you in it. I'm sorry. Have a nice life and best of luck.