Long over due..............

Well, sorry for the delay, readers. Life's been trippy, hombre. So much to tell, so very few keystrokes. Where to begin? I got back from the UK in one piece. You'll have to contact me or find me in person for the stories. I got back in time for my boy's father to pass on to a better place. God speed, Mr. Marcisz. Unfortunately, I was not able to make the funeral cause work was sending me off again. It wasn't work's fault, there was shit to do and I am expendable. They hooked me up and allowed me to leave early for Cali so that I could visit my boy, Lenzo, in Vegas. Now before you assume the worse, I wasn't going to Vegas for Vegas, I was going for some chicken soup for the soul. Lenzo and I had a great afternoon the day I left. Reminsing on old time, high school times. It was just great to have someone that knows me so well to talk to. He's been a second brother to me since he became friends with my brother, Ben. Its the little things that makes life tolerable. Ya know?
The traveling, well welcomed, has been taking its toll on me. Shit, I haven't seen the inside of a gym in like five weeks. Been drinking every night. Not out of spite but out of nothing better to do. As I left for yet another work trip, found out that my old high school friend that I haven't spoken to in a while took her own life. I don't know why, not that it matters, but just another brick in the wall. I really don't feel sad and could almost understand why. Fuck me for honesty, but sometimes this life is just harder than it has to be. All that goodwill talk about grass is green and better days, well that adds up to about jack shit most of the time. God speed, Jen Lunsford. May the good Lord take you into his good grace despite any fault.
So, work has been work. I've done my best to still hang with friends that I've made in Indy. Even that's been hard. Yes, it has made me wonder if maybe I need a different job. Nope, I just got to do what I'se gots to do. I found out today from my supervisor that the new VP appreciates me very much and likes me as a person. Good vibe. I also found out in the UK that I'm being taxed so much cause my supervisor doesn't want to do what I was hired to do. It was a bit disheartening cause I thought it would be me and him against the world..........as always, its me against the world. Same old same old. I can take it............I think.........I hope. I have been having some good times in Indy so not all is bleak. Its just hard sometimes trying to establish a life when I'm gone so much. Again, maybe its just what I have to do to get to better times. Or not. I know I'll figure it out.
Funny story, I got hazed in the UK :-D My boy, Dan, had an old photo of me from a Purdue breakfast club where I was cross dressing as a female and the guys in the UK made a "Wanted Dead or Alive" poster of it. Too funny.
Well, I guess there's more to tell but I don't really feel like it. Wait a minute, another good story. I had a support trip when I was in the UK and afterwards I was mending the long day at a pub when the Mexican in me came out and I g-ed (ie stole) an imperial pint glass to bring back to the UK. Then, I get back and Dan wanted to organized a scavenger hunt in a couple weeks. Well, I kept practicing and ganked an ash tray and pen from Fox n Hound. Again, the Mexican in me ;-) Hey, its all in fun and games. I had to sneak the ash tray out in the crack of my ass practically!!!!
Eh, life is what it is...................