This is where I bitch.

All of my files on our server at work for my project are gone. Sometime over the weekend someone deleted them, I think. I'm sure it was on accident, but that doesn't help me any. Hopefully there was a back up done on Friday and it can be reloaded. All except the files I kept in the "do not back up" folder. I had them there because they were just for sorting purposes and had to go off to the printer this week. So I'll have to do that again. I hate my job.

The water heater and softener was pretty much installed on Monday. There are still some leaking joints and we have a bit more electrical work to do, but after today Paul and Dave should have it done. I hope.

It was nice to take a shower at home again, and not have to go to the gym. It wasn't much of a day off, but we accomplished a lot, which should mean something.

I'm so upset now, I just don't know what to do. I guess I really shouldn't be put in charge of projects. I forget too many details.

With the water heater leaking, Paul and I decided last night to clean up the water on the basement floor and vacuum the spider webs so it is less gross down there for when we replace it. This turned into reorganizing the entire basement. We worked until 2am and I am very sniffly today from all the crap we breathed, but the basement has tons more space in it, so we can spread out and do more household chores in it (remember those cabinets we never finished? yeah...). I have to make a garbage run and a Goodwill donation run this weekend, but it will be pretty sweet when it's done.

Plus our friend Dave will come over and help us with the installation. Since we both have Monday off, that is when it should happen.

I like the end of a project, there is a lot of PDF generation and file moving/copying/downloading/uploading, so while my computer processes, I can relax a bit. I still have to work, but there are fewer details running around my head. This hell project should be done this week, or early next week. At least the corrections should be done.

I'll probably be starting to help out with some of the other projects around here that are disasters soon. And heck, I might even work at the mall again, if they'll have me back after 2 months off.

I need a day off. I'm feeling very frazzled. And I know I have this weekend off, and we will have lots of fun in Chicago. But I need a day or three where I can catch up on house chores, read, watch TV and relax. Without things that need to be done looming over my head. And I know that my hectic schedule is my own fault. But I feel I need to make some time. Not sure if I should just pick a weekend or if I should take a day off work. Will have to ponder.

We lost all our games again last night at volleyball. As I've said to a few people, we are six good players, we just can't seem to play well together. After we played another hour of pick up, which as usual went much better and was tons of fun. The better play might be because we don't care as much about the score and are just in it for fun. Or it might be the mixing up of the players. Or because we all paly harder since there are fewer people to cover the court. Not sure. But my legs are a bit sore from the play.

After that Paul and I went out to the Shamrock with the girls for a bit. Ran into Dave R. again, who I haven't seen in months. It was nice to talk to him again. He lives such an interesting life.

Leaving early from Four Lakes so I can put in a longer day at the mall and give Eric a break. Probably get a cab around 2 or 3.

Gays of Our Lives last night was very funny. It was a bit slow in parts, but soap operas are like that. They pulled off the feel of a soap very well, lots of dramatic poses and plenty of fake sex. Dave didn't show up, his bike ride ended up going long or something. It's OK, I really didn't expect him to show up anyway.

One of my two blinds arrived yesterday, but in the wrong color. So now I have to try and retun it. I'm hopeing they let me go to a store to do it instead of trying to mail it back.

Today will be long, since I had a chiropractor appointment (you'd think they'd be covered under our insurance, wouldn't you?) and maybe work at Apex. I need to get to the west side and go shopping for trip things. Maybe go out after. Tomorrow is the Mary Kay convention at the Hilton, which I really don't want to do and will suck lots. Good money though.

Last night Laura asked me to do a toast at the reception dinner in Jamaica, and then two more at both receptions. I probably will have to write 3 then. And get cracking on it soon. Like today.

I am not getting sick right before I go to Jamaica. I am not getting sick right before I go to Jamaica. I am not getting sick right before I go to Jamaica. I am not getting sick right before I go to Jamaica. I am not getting sick right before I go to Jamaica.

Not really. Not doing it.

Tonight I'm going to see Gays of Our Lives with Dave. Should be funny, it's been getting a lot of good reviews. Might hit the Shamrock after if he's up for it.

anothersuperboy, what collection was that short film where the two boys go swimming and kiss and then the "striaght" one freaks out? I was looking for it, but since someone doesn't tag their journal, it's hard to find it. :) Thanks for the package, BTW.

Last night was lots of fun, if not a bit late. I seem to have cut back on drinking, or I should say on the interest in drinking. Hanging out at the bar sober was quite cool. I'm not sure if I really needed to start flirting with a new guy with both Dave and Rob there. But options are the spice of life, right? I totally should have gotten something out of Dave when I won the bet that Benjamin (the new guy) is gay and not straight. I thought my gaydar was bad, his is terrible.

Today is day one of three for the convention. I'm a touch nervous, but I'm sure it will go fine. The trick will be making the Blades Against AIDs event Saturday night.

Weekend went really well, I think. I totally bailed on going out Friday night, the hangover continued all day. I need to stop that. I was able to move all small living room stuff out of the living room and drape all the rest of the stuff.

Saturday I got up early (for a weekend, i.e. 8:00) and after breakfast taped off the living room. Then I started to paint. The celing was hard to do, but it went OK. Tom helped after he got off work, then Sam and spamcola helped in the afternoon. By 7 that night I was done and it looked good. Went out to look for window treatment options with Sam before watching Because I Said So. His choice, and I must say the number of chic flicks I see these days is distressing.

Sunday I put one last coat of the purple on the wall and removed the rest of the tape. The room looks very good I think. Hopefully this will curb the need to fix up the house for a while. Did other things Sunday too, like finish up Laura's invites, made a volleyball poster for Bob, bowled, had dinner with Em and went to the gym.

Ran into Dave. Apparently I didn't actually piss him off, he just never checks his messages. So he wasn't ignoring me, just not trying very hard. So we have a new plan. No more planning things in advance. If I am free and want to do something with him, I'll call. If he picks up and is interested, great. If he's not available, then I don't leave a message and I don't worry about it.

I find I miss Bob. There are deffinent things about his personality that didn't work for me. And us together doesn't work out. So I'm not going to try and see him again, but I did care about him. And I miss that. It'd be nice to find a new guy. I think it's been long enough for me to think about this now, and thus the realization.