October 1, 2012

• a whole week goes by without entering any bland blahgage.  nothing new at the stalag.  the same old frustrations along with losing another 2 supervisors.  yep, I said two! D left midweek to work days, so Justin from track 3 jumped in. current rumors now say that Justin is out and we get a new guy by the name of Eric (who starts tonight).  revolving door supervisors and problems with the machinery still plague our line.  yesterday, one of our screw guns broke and the scanner (to print labels with)  had died.  just another day at the smoke factory.  we're currently working 10 hour days again [dammit!  I like 8's!].  why do we keep going backwards?! it's frustrating.  next thing ya know we'll be sucked right back into 12's.  fockin' stalag anyway.

  online banking throws an extra payment of $39 toward my Kid loan.  the extra payments are tinier now that we only work 40's, but the debt is ever so slowly going back in the right direction.  down.  that money spent to repair both vehicles is the big hurtle to pay down...no worries a penny here and a penny there toward debt, with that watchful eye on spending, will get 'er done. with these debts gone, over time, I'll be able to free up a good $225/month to put towards [...] whatever debt I accrue in the future.  again, the new "rich person" is the one who tries to keep himself out of debt, during shitty economic times like this. I've tasted the goodness of being debt free once, I want it again in a bad way...

  man, this place is so quiet when Brian (almost neighbor/room mate) is at work.  he brings the tension by talking way too loud  (HEY!  INDOOR VOICE!) and being rude to my animals. waking them up and calling them goofy Hawaiian names.  I keep trying to impress on him that the dog is old, let her sleep, but he's right back at it, playing rough and being rude.  unfortunately, he'll have a lot of time off again here when he goes back in for knee surgery.  anyway, he gives me half the rent and promises the rest next week.  he used to be real good at paying a week or two in advance, but as long as he's still paying, I'm good with it all. he continues to mow the lawn and bar-b-que pork for us, so all is good

  otherwise, nothing new under the sun; beer drinkin' slack dawg weekend watching the lions lose, mixed with work, barefoot pooperdog walks during the week.  it's all groove-chicken

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