10/28/05

It's been a slow week.

One of those weeks where I kind of make some progress.

But probably not enough.

The house is kind of messy. Pat's hands are f'ed up from work. I've been erging at my parent's house after work. Time in the day is short, productivity is low. I did manage to find a new job, kind of. We haven't come to terms yet, but the Magic 8 Ball says 'outlook good.'

And of course everyone is getting amped up for Halloween. Ugh. I don't think I've ever been to a really kick ass Halloween party. Of course my memory is short. Halloween mostly just means stress and lots of phone calls. I always end up having at least a decent time, but it's no new years. Pornoween was unique but too tame last year. This year so far it looks like rollerskating or Beaverton. What the hell is that? Why are all these huge parties happening in Beaverton? I want to boycot and go 'relax' at the coast. But everyone is caught up in this damn Halloween madness! And no, I cannot boycot alone, I am weak and extremely vulnerable to peer pressure. A minor victory can still be had, I will plan nothing, know nothing, coordinate no one. I will be a blob, a tag-a-long, "that guy." Somebody better have something good planned.