8:58 am I made it to the bus stop stop on time today, meaning I do not
have to walk across Oakland to catch my bus. There is an attractive
blond at the bus stop, which means I went into full blown Matt mode and
did absolutely nothing. Thankfully my bus arrived just a minute or two
after I did, otherwise there would have been periods of awkward silences, broken up by each of us checking our phones.
While I did get to the bus stop almost too late, I have been up for
almost two hours now. Grinding away on the most recent MPQ event,
trying to get my first legendary
token since the game released them a week or so ago. For those not in
the MPQ know, legendary tokens are guaranteed to be either 4 or 5 star
cards and given how hard those are to come by in the game, if they are
going to offer one as a prize then I am going to bust my ass get it,
including waking up early to play some more. All of you non MPQ
players and adults don't get it, I know, but I am a MPQ player and as
far from being or acting like an adult as a 46 year old can be.
9:13 am The bus deposits me downtown, not before
I almost took a nap on it though. Walking to Crazy Mocha then work,
because nothing starts a day quite like admiring a barista from a far,
or from a near as the case may be.
9:18 am Got my coffee, my barista chick (I still have not gotten up the
required courage to ask for her name yet) let me know she was paying
special attention to my coffee
today. Mind you twice I have gone in and emptied the pot on them, only
to top off my regular coffee with dark roast and I think I snagged the
last one out of the pot yesterday. But there was enough there for my cup, it
turned into a water into wine moment, or water into coffee moment.
Sadly they don't have bread, otherwise I would have asked her to turn
the loaves into fishes.
9:56 am Stepped out for my first cigarette of the day. Well the first one at work
anyway. Already pulled the lottery and western union reports, ran the
sales report, settled the credit cards and fielded one of those
melodramatic phone calls from my mom's husband. Apparently he is is the
hospital and has been since Tuesday (so telling me on Thursday makes a
damn bit of sense, correct?). Something about bleeding out of his ass or
something, I don't know, he starts talking anymore and it all sounds
like Charlie Brown's teacher to me. Of course my mom is in no position
to take care of herself, so I am supposed
to drop everything I am doing because Mike might have hemorrhoids.
Time to drag my ass back inside, I have two Sledd orders to place.
That and they are using a jackhammer across the street.
11:36 Another cigarette please. Got most of my ordering done, waiting on our deli to get
me a list of what they need then I can finish up on that front.
Another order was dropped on my desk, which I placed with cat like
quickness (Meow!). Balanced the western union and the lottery, next
stop is sales numbers. Thank god Pandora kicked up some Coheed and
Cambria to deal with this. Sammy asked me if I got digits from the
Crazy Mocha girl, I said I fail to see how chopping off her fingers
helps me in the long run.
1:30 Outside for another
cigarette, simply because I farted in the office I felt a need to
escape my own personal gas chamber. Got the sales numbers done and
Brian is gone for the day. Dare I say everything is going off like
clockwork right now. I may get home on time today. Woohoo!
2:09 Off to do my bank run. Just ran into an old friend on my way out
the door. He works like 3 blocks from me and we haven't hung out or
anything in years. I have a streak going at the bank where I haven't
fucked up any of my deposits in two weeks now. Based on the numbers on
my paperwork, today should be on point as well. I do not have this
typing and walking thing down yet. Time to hang the turn and walk past
my downtown blogging spot.
3:58 About things going smoothly, cancel that. I got a text while I
was at the bank, the Health Department stopped by for their annual
inspection. Nothing major was wrong, though if I were to be punished, I
could only hope Elizabeth (our inspectors name) dresses up in leather
to do it. I would sign up for that kind of punishment. There were a few
things we need to fix, we have two weeks to get our shit together, then
she is coming back. Is it to much for me to hope she brings a whip and
riding crop with her. Okay, I'll behave now. Just waiting for my bus
to arrive, yesterday it was 30 minutes late. Not that that should
surprise anyone, me with my luck with buses this summer. Two of them
have been involved in accidents while I was on board.
I almost watched someone lose a game of Crackhead Frogger
here. For those not in the know, we have an inordinate number of
people that come by here that are all kinds of whacked out on drugs,
many of whom feel it is there right to cross the street against the
light, so the game commences when they try to dodge oncoming traffic. I
have seen one person lose so far in my 5 + years here, though there have been plenty of near misses, one of which I just saw.
4:17 On the bus headed home. It was on time for a change.
4:22 I have one of the easiest commutes, already walking down my street
to my apartment. Time to get back to grinding on MPQ. My fantasy
football lineups are set, so no need to tinker with those. We are good
to go for Thursday night football.
5:54 Started making dinner, nothing
to extravagant for my bachelor lifestyle. Opting for meatloaf
sandwiches with gravy and French fries. Been thinking of what the title of this blog entry should be, but then titles are always the last thing I
think about. Some obviously write themselves, like the Karaoke Friday
entries, and usually on fantasy sports entries I can come up with
something off of the top of my head pretty easily, but entries like this
are tougher. On one hand you want the title to confer something within
the entry itself, but also make the reader ask themselves just what the
hell it is I am talking about. I think I have something in mind, but
not sure everyone will get it. Perhaps later I will explain it, after I
eat or something.
9:15 I finished my grind on MPQ to get the legendary character in the
Hulk event. Sadly it was just an Elektra card, I only had one cover of her,
a second really doesn't make her any more useful to me yet. But now
that I have that done I can finish up this entry, the sandwiches and
fries were what they were, bachelor cooking. Not a good Cajun chicken
sandwich like I am craving right now from the Squirrel Cage. But I am
still trying to not blow money here, so no splurge of any sort until
after payday, if then. Rent is due and all that jazz and while my
apartment is small, it keeps a roof over my head for the time being,
which is all I could hope for. Just checked my bank account, definitely no splurges
for me. I still have to get a bus pass for next week so I can be involved in
another crash or three, and pay my phone bill. I should take my cell
phone bill to work tomorrow and get that off of my list of things to
do, since work pays that bill. Anyway, I am calling it a night here, so nite everyone, wherever
you are.
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