Powers

These last two days have gone wrong something fierce, but in the "Holy shit I can't believe we're doing this again we must all be the dumbest fucking people on the face of the Earth" sort of way. You know, the funny way. So I'm sort of ok with the havoc and destruction we've caused in the past 48 hours or so. I mean it could be worse. There could have been fatalities.

So I've jury rigged my personal DVD player to my treadmill so I could watch some movies while I walk. I watched Serenity yesterday and was quickly reminded why I love that fucking movie. (So no more runnin', I aim to misbehave.) Come on! That's awesome. I just started reading Powers and it seems pretty cool. Promethea ended up being pretty damn good, and I didn't feel like going back to Swampthing so I'm trying Powers out it's pretty cool. Means Nightwatch gets pushed back again but that's ok. I also just read Volume 1 of Young Liars and I thought that was pretty good too. One of the groups picked it up on the Scavenger Hunt on Sunday. So good call them.

I still haven't gotten around to seeing any of the half dozen movies I wanted to see before they announced Oscar noms (The Wrestler, The Reader, Gran Torino, etc.) but I might catch one or two this weekend depending on how quickly my weekend plans get shot to shit.

Nutri-system thing is going pretty well. I was well under 1,500 calories yesterday and am just over 300 calories so far today. But I'm also friggin starving. As of 9 a.m. this morning I was down nearly twenty pounds since last Thursday when I got the scale. Now without eating or drinking anything in the three hours after that I managed to gain six pounds. I know I can drop ten pounds by taking a shit most days but how do I gain six pound without doing anything at all? Fucking odd man.

And of course the deal breaker: the things going on at work. I was shocked how quickly things got out of hand yesterday afternoon. They weren't any better this morning. Before 10 A.M. my father had already screamed at me and made our secretary cry. To him that must have seemed like a banner morning. To me it was just a harbinger of how badly the rest of the day was going to go. So when we really hit our marks, when things really got out of hand, I said my peace and made it pretty clear that there were certain ways I was going to accept things going and certain ways I simply was not. I knew it wouldn't really matter, you don't change a Palomba's mind once it's set I suppose, and it certainly didn't change his mind. But he put up surprisingly little resistance. Maybe he just didn't have any more fight in him today. Either way the situation isn't resolved. But it's resolved enough for now. So onto something else. You know?

I'm thinking of taking a break tonight. No one will be around but I could certainly use a drink (or ten). I haven't heard from and "old friend" in a damn long time and I've been staying away from my shadier haunts for a number of reasons. But I'm thinking maybe it's time to make a pit stop or two. There's just been so much going on that I haven't been able to. So much happening so fast in a world I was getting used to moving at a certain slow pace. Seems like I've been running myself ragged. But I'm about due for a break.

So no more running. I aim to misbehave.