The ScooterBlog

Boy, there are those days that when you look back just are boring …. tiring and boring I should say. This would be one of them. I left the house this morning at 7:20 to go to work, and hit traffic, busted it for 8 hours at one job, 3 at another, and talked it up with Jen and Shayne in the times before and after those occurances. And now, it’s midnight … and I’m just now home! Listening to the new track I’ve got constantly stuck in my head from Evanescence (as usual, I’m late to the bandwagon … and I like it like that).

The more people I tell about my outside sales job, the more excited I get and the more feedback I get, and thankfully a lot of positive feedback too … that if I know the product, and keep my confidence up, it will go well. Jen was the most confident of anyone to me, and the personal experiences she relayed to me about her job at Kinko’s rocked, cause there she’s seen both sides of it … partially working inside the branch and partially outside on larger accounts, something I’d like to get to the point of being able to do. I know her help’s going to prove to be valuable, and on top of that, she rocks, and I’ve convinced her and Shayne to go dancing sometime soon. Yeah, after the other night at Empire, I want to be getting back there, and soon!

Cursed Fantasy Football! I lost my work league game by … not a point, not a half point, but 0.05 points! Basically, one passing yard. Curse you Rich Gannon. If I can’t rely on you against my Bengals, when CAN I rely on you?!

On that, I depart to immerse myself in hydrocortisone again … I’m breaking out with rashes on my arm, don’t know why … quite worrisome really, hope it’s just allergies.

Out!