Good Morning, Kittens.
This has certainly been a week. *ugh*
Lessee ... Not Joe has not been in touch since last weekend. Whatever. I sent him a text. He didn't respond. Fine. He was cute, but I don't really need the headache of being all into a guy on the DL. We had some fun QNT, but that's about all we had in common. Moving on ...
Work is becoming a big ol' source of stress. I may have mentioned that there is a new guy (who comes in one weekend a month) who I thought would be a good resource for me. Well, it turns out that even though he told me that he thought I was on the right track and would be happy to assist me with whatever I needed, he has been telling other people (including the Big Bosses Upstairs) that I don't know what I'm doing (Keep in mind that we've only met once and had a -maybe- 20 minute conversation about the program I am starting FROM SCRATCH). Thanks so much, dirtbag. I really don't need a two-faced liar "assisting" me. Needless to say, this has created a shitstorm. And I have to do damage control. Fuck fuck fuck.
On the bright side, last night, I had dinner with Ray. Things seem to be looking up for him. Yay! And he is always an entertaining dinner companion. We met at Alero on U Street. I got there early and had a margarita (or two). And then spinach enchiladas. Nomz.
This weekend, I don't have much going on ... word on the street is that there are some Canadians in town. I have agreed to hang out with them at some point. I don't know when. I guess they'll let me know. I hope they aren't from Vancouver, City of Scary Hooligans!
Also this weekend, I need to shop, clean, iron, and do some serious career evaluation/job-hunting. And make a couple of runs (tonight and Sunday).
On Sunday, I'll go to the pottery studio for a bit. And, then, I may be heading over to M's house for dinner and (hopefully) a little *wink wink nudge nudge*.
I suppose I should make a phone call to the Male Parental Unit as well, since it is Male Parental Unit Day. I haven't gotten him a present yet. No idea what to get. I'm thinking I will gift him a piece of pottery that still hasn't been fired yet (bah).
I guess that's about it. Have a good weekend!