D Motive 8 Ed

I wanna blog. But I’ll be fucked if I have any thing worth saying. This post will not be funny. It won’t have anything profound in it whatsoever. It is literally just an attempt to break down my blogstipation. The good ol virtual laxative.

This last month has just sucked the big ones in very many ways. I spent three quarters of it with a blocked nose. That was when it wasn’t running all over the place. That usually happened right when I was in the middle of a face-to-face interview with a customer. Out of nowhere my nose would literally drip all over my desk. The customers would look at me like I was some kind of freak. Ironically, this is the same customer who last time had their snotty nosed 3 year old rubbin’ her boogers all over my desk. Chances are that’s where the cold came from, and now they’re lookin at me as if to say “You better not have bits fallin off until my issue is resolved”. I’m sure after that they couldn’t give a flyin rats clacker if I died or not. As long as they got what they needed.

Work just gets busier and busier every day. I have absolutely no intention of telling you where I work, but there’s so much going on that the customers just have a million questions. Half of which I still don’t have the answers to. That’s the beauty of working in rural areas. All the city based offices are in the know but we still haven’t had the appropriate training. There’s no light at the end of the tunnel because there’s no funding for more employees. And finally when there is funding they will look at us and say “Well you guys have been handling it so far so you don’t really need any more staff”. My fucking arse we don’t you stupid prick. We’re not handling it. We’re all burning out here. GET US SOME FUCKING STAFF. Sorry…got a bit excited there….arseholes.

The boy is perfect. Make no mistake about it. But this last few weeks he’s been a right little shit for his mum and that filters down to me. She’s also just taken over full ownership of her scrapbooking business and there’s quite a bit of reorganising required there. So she’s stressed both at work and at home. I am stressed at work and at home and we’re generally not getting along as well as we should be.

Don’t get me wrong. We’re getting on well and the relationship is way stronger than anything life can throw at us, but when we’re both stressed neither of us can be the others’ rock. [out of character moment – I love ya bubby. Lots and lots]

Then there’s the fuckin snake. I haven’t seen it. I am almost convinced that it’s moved on. But only almost, so I can’t go downstairs without the percussion section of a brass band in tow. Bangin and crashing their symbols to scare the fucker away. What pissed me off the most was that I had just got my motivation up to start weights. I did two workouts and then got sick and then saw the snake and haven’t touched em again since. But I am still keen. Just got a little more tidying up to do to be absolutely sure the snake is gone. Yeah I know I sound like a pussy, but it’s a phobia. In fact I looked up the word for snake-o-phobia…Ophidiophobia.

But there is good shit happening in life too. We have finally made a decision on the new car. We’re getting a Holden Captiva. I didn’t like it at first but it has grown on me. As long as it has MP3 and Cup Holders I am cool with it. We’re just waiting on the missus’ accountant (who also happens to be my father) to send us the paperwork to get the finance in order and the car will be ours. Hoping to have it some time next week. Said accountant/father is also coming to visit next week. The boy is looking forward to seeing “poppy coming in da plane in weeks”. Not weeks anymore matey. Only a few sleeps. I also have taken that week off work. Well overdue rest period. So in the scheme of things it’s starting to look up.

We did also have a great night last Saturday night with new friends. My wife has to make my friends for me. Every male that I know socially in this town is because their respective partners are customers/employees of the scrapbooking shop. But the good news is they’re all just as fucked up as me. So in my eyes that makes them pretty cool.

Finished the story line of GTA IV. Anyone who has played it knows that means I am only about a quarter through the whole game. Still plenty of money’s worth in that game.

Saw the Iron Man movie. I wasn’t a fan of the comic. In fact I wasn’t a fan of reading anything unless you call Playstation Game Walkthroughs reading. But I thoroughly enjoyed the movie.

Anyways I think I am blogged and unclogged again. Ciao.