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Damn....yesterday was a pretty good day.

First, I wake up and go get my Jeep fixed. FIXED!!! That alone made me a happy camper. I ended up buying a new radiator and getting the head / head gasket fixed. That shit runs nice and smooth now. I have to go get an oil change though, cuz I think some water leaked into the motor when the head was cracked.......but yeah...fixed.

And since my car wasnt running from wednesday night till just yesterday, I didnt take any weekend serves....so no work AT ALL! Its  remembergreat to just take a break from work....not having to go and serve subpoenas or anything like that on my time.....so that was also great.

Then me, Julian, and Karina went to Chuck E. Cheese. Now that was a trip. It was so weird to be taking my kid there, when I remember it was not so long ago that I was a 7 year old running around in there. It seems a lot smaller now though...and I know that he wont remember that yesterday ever happend, or probably didnt know what was going on.....but thats ok.. we got pictures and shit...

And then yesterday I get a call from Lemoyne seeing what was up....thats always great. We ended up at David's house making noises and just talking about random topics (politics, marijuana laws, religion, music) while playing the guitar and speaking into a mic with a distortion pedal. I dont know what time I actually got to bed, but it was pretty late/early. Its always cool hanging out with thoes guys. We get into deep conversation, and we all seem to be able to flow.

So yeah, yesterday was a good day.      

So I was sitting at my desk at the office this morning....when I get to thinking about where my life is at right now.

    Yes, there is the baby momma drama...but even that is starting to not faze me as its used to. Julian is healthy, and has everything that he needs, and then some. We haven't had to buy him diapers ONCE since he was born...which was over a month ago. Everyone showered him with gifts...and he got boxes and boxes of diapers. He has such a huge family, so yeah, he's definately being spoiled.

    Then there is my socializing. I find that I am keeping busier, and hanging out with friends that I hadn't hung out with in forever more often. That makes me
happy too.

    And then theres my job. I love it. I have my desk in the office....I sit and listen to music and work (or go on myspace or bakotopia!). When I have to go out and serve subpoenas, I do. When I have medical records to duplicate, I go out and do it. Same for prepairing legal documents, pouching documents, skip-tracing, and everything else I do. Its so chill...it pays great...and while I'm out of the office, they do not keep tabs on my time AT ALL! I dont take advantage of this, but its nice to know the trust is there.
       Another cool thing about my job is that I now get to do things that I would have never seen myself doing a few years ago, or even a few months ago really. Just last Friday, I went out to a business lunch with two attorneys and a court clerk about a job at the superior court that I had that day.
    We had lunch at this place called the Bell Tower Club. Its a members only dinning club where they serve some bomb ass food. It was hillarious, cuz I felt that I was WAYYYYYY underdressed, but I think it was fine. I'm just glad they didnt offer me a jacket...that would have been embarassing. Anyways, I ordered the chicken and they had the ribeye and lamb's leg and I forget what the other lawyer dude had (it wasnt anything great, or I would have remembered). Anyways, so they bring the food out....and its on a white china plate, with little chicken slices right in the middle, with green beans on the side and lots of the white of the plate showing around the food. It was such a small dish...but it was soooooo fucking delicious and free, for me anyways.
    Its crazy. I could have never seen me doing things like this . I'm seriously considering sticking it out in the law field and getting back to school....we'll see where I am a couple of years from now.....

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so today I went into work like any other given Thursday morning. I was so glad to find that it wasn't as hectic as it was yesterday. So I picked up my stack of serves and print jobs for the day and got to working.

Anyways, about lunchtime I went and bought two cans of baby formula for 50 bucks. Shits rediculous.....so I bought those and took them to KT. Then I go around town posting OTQ or serving subpoenas and I happend to be close to my aunts house....and I remember her lending me 10 bucks for lunch or something.

So I go over there and they always trip out on the hole in my ear...lol. They are so right-winged christians! Its all good though....yin and yang, I always say.
So my cousin's come over and do the usual sticking thier finger's through my ear and then freaking out...lol.

And then my aunt started talking about her hearing that I'm getting tatted. I was confused, cuz I thought everyone had seen my ink, but I guess not...so I lift my shirt and then my aunt goes....."ewww".....she saw my nipple rings..lol

Then she started telling me how I have a deep pain within and my body mods are my self-medicating with piercings or tattoos.....and then said she was very surprised that I came across as many good jobs as I had.  She said that if she saw me coming to her door, she wouldnt think I was a legal messenger...that she would think I was a burgler.......(i know..thats family). I just laughed a little and told her that if I put a suit and tie on a random joe and stuck him in my position, he probably wouldn't know up from down.

I am the first to admit that my piercings definately make me less "employable". The thing is though, that I can overcome those self-set barriers with ease. Seriously.....

I used to work at State Farm off of Camino Media....then I worked at Chevron out on China Grade Loop. At both places, the average employee age is 35+. Now I work at ADS with 3 other direct co-workers that are all 40+. Both places are pretty conservative. Add to that my fat 11/16 ears and other visable mods, and thats a hard act to sell to an employer.

But with all that stacked against me, I still manage to impress the interviewer, whoever that might be, enough to get the job at such a place. I think it might have something to do with my personallity and the way I am able to comunicate.....along with my street and book smarts. It really helps to be well rounded like that.

Where I'm at right now, they love how I am copletely eliminating the need to print medical records and other legal documents, saving the company money, and the world trees : ) by scanning everything into a pdf / database that I set-up

People always seem to take my being hired to a company as routine "out with the old, in with the new".....but
"the times, they are a changin"

And to top the day off....my jeep is starting to crap out on me. I owed my uncle 200 bucks from a mechanic job he did for MY EX!!!, so I went and paid him, cuz it was because of me that he fronted it in the first place. Anyways, he told me he would fix it for free, but that I would have to buy the parts and help him fix it. So looks like my Saturday morning just filled up...........

peace  

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Every time I read a blog or a bulletin about someone working or going to work...its "oh no" "this sucks" "fuck work"....and i know I have a day like that every once in a while.....but for the most part, I love to work. I love working.....maybe I'm just weird...or maybe thats My Mexican half busting through....or maybe that the last couple of jobs I've had are pretty good office / desk jobs.

I often wonder how it is that I come up with good jobs......and I think its a matter of motivation. I love my job AND working..therefore I look forward to going to work in the mornings, which in turn makes the day go by a lot quicker and painlessly. I just wish it was like that for some of my peers.


To all those who hate their jobs...any job that you have, no matter what the job is what it pays...is a good living. Its decent and honest. Other people beg on the streets for change, collect welfare, sell drugs, or leech off of parents....at least you work for your money.

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