That Night

My desktop I believe just died. If it did, it took the majority of my music with it, which means I'm a lost soul if its true. I am hoping I have my back up disks somewhere around here...

I'm still waiting for that phone call. I am keeping cool by remembering it took them 4 days from the my second interview to call me for the last one I had on Friday. If I don't hear from them by Thursday I will call to see whats up on Friday. I know I did my part, if they decide they can't do theirs, well I can't do anything about it. Honestly though in the realm of personal lines insurance, it would be like signing Adrian Gonzalez, Lamar Odom, or Peyton Manning for the league minimum. Worry about paying me my worth later. If this is a no go, I'm off to Mexico...

I went to bed way early last night to find myself in some bizarre ass dreams. In one I'm am seriously the captain of a sinking sail boat- haha. I think that was because one of the last texts I got last night was from Brian and how the cruise ship we were on for Hugo's Bachelor party is currently stranded off the coast of Ensenada. The other dreams dealt with other texts I received too I think... Funny how that shit works sometimes. I also slept with the window open which was a tactical mistake as I woke up freezing. Freezing to us Californians is when the temperature drops to the low 50's (Fahrenheit). I know, I know you people in Europe, Canada, and on the east coast laugh, but in the end you know you're still pissed at having to shovel snow in -7 degree weather while out here it warms up to a nice 70 degrees...

I have another interview today but I'm not really all that up for it. I'm tired of these things, plus its with a finance company that deals with loan modifications so I don't see a stable future in that. I don't even know why I agreed. There was also a spot for a DE underwriter in Santa Ana yesterday I spoke to a recruiter about, but I don't know why- Personal lines and Mortgages have nothing in common. This recruiter was just desperate I guess...

I have been reading other people's blogs and how some bloggers get a little hurt that no one comments on theirs. I could care less, there are way too many people writing up these things now and too many far more talented to think people will spend time ingesting and responding to your posts. That's why ultimately you can't be writing this with writing aspirations to be discovered and land a book deal- that shit is ridiculous. Write to entertain you and your friends and if other people come along for the ride, cool...

I am the worst fantasy football GM ever. 2-7 in one league with 3 straight losses and 4-5 in another with 3 straight losses. I'm gonna retire from GM'ing and just go to color commentating next year...

The Lakers are 8-0, the Heat just lost to the Jazz last night. I'm just sayin...

Sometimes you hear shit that is so ridiculous you can't imagine it being true. You try to rationalize it, be open minded about it, want to ask about the other side of things, but in the end its just best to let it go...

Atmosphere's That Night.