All complaining aside, there are worse things I could be doing with my time. Industrial roofing and landscaping come to mind. Was standing out here with some other Epes drivers. At least I’m getting paid to stand around. I’m also going to be going home this afternoon. I need to stop looking at the cons… Continue reading Worse Things I Could Be Doing
Another day. I think I’ve proven my point that I don’t much care for the idea of working a normal routine, with the same hours every day. I’m not looking forward to today and am, in fact, hoping this assignment will end soon. There’s just nothing to benefit me here. Less pay, 120 mile roundtrip… Continue reading Another Day
This has turned out to be rather boring. I put a trailer in a dock, wait for them to load it, and then drop it on the yard. This worked for the first trailer. But I’ve had the second in a dock for an hour and nada. I’m beginning to wonder if I misunderstood where… Continue reading Rather Boring
Ok, I know what I’m doing now. Essentially I’m going to be an extra yard-dog, moving trailers around the customer’s yard. A new perspective for me, for sure.
Heading to Concord for my first day of local work for the week. Now that I’ve had some time to think about it, I could kick myself for volunteering. I don’t see how it could work to my benefit. We’ll see.
At home. Getting ready to start cleaning up some of the mess I left last week. I’ve gone a little nuts buying things this weekend, and I need to be disciplined. I’ll have to see what Mistress Mara can do about that. We ordered Mama a sound card for her computer. I was shocked to… Continue reading Pondering
Poetic bit. Pretty much how I feel at the moment. I was tired and so I chose to sleep. But when I slept I dreamt that I was tired. When I awoke it was time to leave again.
I just weighed. 295. I do believe those scales were wrong. If not, it’d mean I’d lost 50 pounds in two months. Impossible. Besides, I don’t look it. Still, it was nice to see that number and see where I’m headed.
I got up this morning thinking about Justice. Or, rather, thinking about the issues surrounding her, rather than Justice herself. Last night’s ramblings were actually revelatory. Mara has worried at times about what she called my obsession. But this has never been about sex or missed opportunities, or regret connected to either of those things.… Continue reading Thinking About Justice
Had a truly bizarre moment at the place I just picked up from. I went to the dispatch window and a woman was standing in the office with her back turned to me. Slender. Nice figure. Great ass. Then she turned around. Justice was looking back at me. Hell, I dropped my load pad. For… Continue reading Justice Looking Back At Me