The hole in my ******* and other detailsFollow

As you all know, my posts lately have been very limited, both in length and quantity. Life has been quite busy...

I'm not tired enough to sleep, so I figured I would post an update to bore the **** out anyone dumb enough to read it.

I have achieved renewed vigor at the workplace. My assesment that I'd be dead in the water after a certain set of confrontations appears to be mistaken. Good thing, too. Nothing else that I want to take has come over the horizon. I'm almost enthusiastic about the ole career these days. I'm making more $$ than I anticipated. I had a monetary figure in mind for the year and I'd have to really ***** the pooch not to exceed it at this point. If I just hold the same average to the end of the year, I'll top it by about 15%. Also, I got tapped recently for a position I really did not anticipate being possible. More power, more money, I didn't have to make any concessions like moving. There have been a few sacrifices, but nothing I minded too much. Lost the GF after 2 weeks in a row where I topped 100 hours at work. Something about me never having time to go out. So it's back to catch-as-catch-can on the nooky front.

Last week was just under 100 hours and I had surgery on my sack at 11:00AM last Tuesday. So, last week sucked. The only real good part is that the pain was nothing. The only minorly bad part was when the doctor stuck the needle in the first two times. After that it was numb. Well, that and when he started searing my ******* with his little electric zap tool. "Hey, I can smell the flesh of my ******* cooking!" is not my favorite thought, even if I couldn't feel it. Anyhoo, the cyst went byebye (and with it my career as Tom Threenut in the carnival) and a few minutes of stitchwork later I was told that I should top the spot off 3 times daily with neosporin, wear tighty-whitey underpants with gauze to cover for any seepage, and avoid any "activity" for three weeks. My mother suggested I get some feminine pads instead of gauze since they wouldn't move around like gauze pads do. Fortunately there has been zero seepage, so I haven't contemplated so serious a purchase. I get to go back to find ut if there was anything serious about the nature of the cyst the first week in September.

Needless to say, one cannot work around 100 hours in a distribution center without being at least somewhat physically active. No pain. I haven't even filled the prescription the doc gave me. But I've managed to pull a stitch a bit. No bleeding, but there's a wee bit of a hole. So I'm packing the hell out of it with neosporin and watching for inflammation, of which there has been none at this point. I'm thinking it will close back up. So long as there's no pain and no infection and it doesn't get any bigger, I'm going to ride it out. Should it start to seem as if the sack might spill its contents, I'll be going back for some more stitching and searing, posthaste. Good insurance, whole shebang only set me back $35, and that includes paying a woman to shave my nuts.

Enough ballsack talk. I'm working a planned 72 hours this week, so I have time out the wazoo, comparitively. I can't do squat in the yard, so I've reinstalled and beaten AOW:SM, just got done with MOO2, am halfway through WBC3, and have almost talked myself into reinstalling Spellforce along with the expansions. I need a new strategy game to play. I'd like to see the Star Wars game when it comes out and I won't mind getting my hands on the next Chris Taylor RTS, but I'd really dig a TBS game I haven't played through a dozen times. I even spent some time playing MoM courtesy of Dosbox to get it working on XP.

Monday night I wnet into Fuddruckers for a burger. On the way out the girl I was with grabbed one of the free papers out front. In a moment of me-tooism, I got one as well. It was called The Free Times. I was mildly amused because the title reminded me of High Times. So yesterday I carried it to work with me for some quality reading in a free moment. Near the back, where the ads are really thick, I noticed something. Columbia apparently has a great deal of cathouses. Enough that they're advertising. Why else would a massage parlor identify their staff by name and make mention that they do both Incalls and Outcalls? I'm surprised they can be so blatant and not get shut down.

My wireless router died, too. That ticks me off. Only 6 weeks or so old. DLink DI-624M. It got slower and slower and finally just stopped working for no apparent reason. I still had good signal strength and could access my other PC to network just fine but it would not let me access teh internets after a certain point. After I plugged up cables to the ports and still had no access, even after resetting it to factory defaults and starting from scratch, I plugged up my old cheap router and am now letting my expensive wireless cards sit idle, dust gathering on their antennas until I have time to get to BestBuy to make an *** of myself at the CS desk.

Hmm, that's about all to mention. No love life, not that I could have one for another two weeks anyway. No wireless, not that I won't get it back eventually. Got rid of the cyst, swapped it for a hole in my stitched and burned sack. Working like crazy, it's actually paying off a bit. Oh, and I'm still not sleepy. Life would be easier if I could safely **********.

Play ffxi =D that will eat up hours and hours. You'll get sucked in never to escape.

Holy shi-t!

Back in the day, I was continually amazed at the ads appearing in the Chicago Reader (the local free rag) and how these places could operate like that. Eventually the Reader started a "no explicit language in the ad copy" policy which took some of the fun out of it but the escort and massage ads were good times.

If you're looking for something similar to AOW:SM and don't mind a bit of game necro, look up this 1997 classic.

A friend and I have hundreds of hours on it. It's old, but a worthy standby. Just may have to make some tweaks to get it to slow down some for your computer.

lol kind of TMI but Mr.Katie says he's going to go "bald" before he comes back just to see if I like it. He's using tweesers though. All I can think of is OUCH!