And the dance continues

Still getting letters from my Eastern Bloc girlfriend.  More pics too, but none of the "bathing suit or less" ilk. 

I'm sort of losing interest in where this is going, not so much because I'm afraid its a scam but because I'm afraid it might be legit and I might wind up screwing with some poor girl's head.  A head that may already be on a bit of a swivel, if you know what I mean.  No, there's no chance for actual repercussions I suppose...but its beginning to make me feel kind of wrong.  I dunno.  We'll see what tomorrow brings.  Would someone be that desperate to leave all they know behind and shack up with some ogre just for the chance to live in our country?  She works as a nurse, she sent some pics of her at work in scrubs.  She looks good in scrubs, btw. 

On another note, today was the first day of the company I work for being under new management.  We still have no idea what our future holds, but we were gifted today with enough M&Ms to make your head spin (always a good thing), some Uncle Ben's, and they bought us pizza.  I just hope thats not our severance.  And btw yes, we were bought by Mars.  It could be an amazing opportunity if they allow us to remain under their fold.  Let's keep the fingers crossed.  On one hand it makes me want to charge dead ahead full speed and do a great job for them to show them what we're about.  On the other, I'm afraid it may be for nothing.  I went through this earlier this decade, when 12 years employment at Helene Curtis went belly-up after Unilever bought us and decided they wanted only our brands.

Remember my neighbor?  Not the noisy illegals upstairs, the stoner guy across the hall from me.  Well, my landlord called me last night to let me know he tossed out the illegals and in the meantime mentioned that my other neighbor died the other day.  He was younger than me and had really bad asthma.  I mean, this guy made Darth Vader sound articulate when he talked.  But he kept smoking that weed and it messed him up I guess.  I feel bad because I felt so poorly about him, that I had severed our friendship and avoided him like the plague.  Like someone else pointed out to me, its not my fault he made me have that opinion of him.  But I still feel bad he passed away.

Speaking of those trash illegals living upstairs, its amazing now that they're gone.  First, I can sleep through the night...no more dance parties at 2am.  Second, they must have been taking up half a dozen parking spots because now there's empty spots everywhere.  I know my landlord said he busted them the one time with 9 people living up there.  He gave them their eviction notice on the spot and I guess they called him back a week later and said they got rid of everybody.  So my landlord called me to ask if they had gotten rid of everybody.  No, of course not.  Not only were there tons of people coming in and out at all hours, but now they all seemed to have keys.  So out they went.  There's even hot water in the morning now.  Its nice and peaceful.  For now.

Other than that, quiet day.  Lots of training going on at work, with me doing the training.  Add that to regular duties, plus some other projects I lend a hand to, and boy the day goes by quick.  Been practicing bass, the finger felt better the next day.  I've got 3 originals down pretty well, and by the time we play out it should be a snap.  I still have a couple more originals to learn and we have to work on some covers, and that should give us our hour set.  I learned parts of some other songs last week and have been practicing those bits, adding what I can to them.

Saints Row 2 coming soon.  One week.  I loved the original, better than GTA4 even.  I expect more of the same from this title.  Thats about all.