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Quick summary:

- Mom passed away on Feb. 24th around 1pm. I know she’s in a better place and no longer in pain, but it’s still hard. Thank goodness for friends, family, and Bruce.

- My boss got fired and somehow I’m running the store, at least in the short term. I swear I was in a similiar position about a year ago. Why does this keep happening? Honestly, even if I get an actual promotion to Store Manager, I’ll probably quit soon after as I just can’t hang with our new District Manager. He’s just… ugh.

- Bruce is coming into his own as a puppy. Which is both very good and very bad. He’s been on a hyper streak the past few days. Now that it’s warming up and he’s not chicken to walk down the front steps on his own I’m going to start taking him on longer and longer walks to get that energy out. I need to take more pics of him, now that I think of it…

I think that sums things up. Life has sucked, been crazy, been good, been depressing, been fun, been whatever.

Less than 12 hours in his new home, and he’s working me over with those eyes already.

The next two days really need to hurry up and fly by. The drive (8 hours there and then 8 hours back) is going to be hell, but I want my dog already, damnit. Hopefully I don’t go flying off of a mountain because of the snow or something…

Say hello to Bruce (aka Bubby - what the breeders named him). I’m bound and determined to get a Boston Terrier, so I sucked it up, took the rest of my tax return, and decided to buy this little guy. He’s out in Kentucky right now, which means I’ll be going 16 hours (round trip) to pick him up from his current parents. That should be a nice little adventure. At least now I’ll be able to say that I’ve been in a state that doesn’t border the Atlantic…

If something goes wrong with this puppy, I will hurt someone. Fair warning.

I give up. This is the 2nd time I’ve been defeated in my attempts to get a Boston Terrier. The runt of the litter I was set to pick from died, and as I was last in line to pick that means I got screwed. So now I’m saying fuck it and I’m willing to drive as far as Tennessee or Kentucky to get one of these damn dogs. I think I found a breeder in KY (ignore the ugliness of the page) that has pups for $400 that should be ready by this coming Friday (2/16), so I’m going to call her tomorrow and see if she still has some available. If she does, then I’m going to drive out there this coming weekend and get my dog.

Back in the day we used to actually play a variety of PC games (Quake, Unreal, Command and Conquer, etc), but these days Malfoy throws one LAN a year and we’ve dubbed it RavenFest. Why RavenFest? Because the only thing we play is Rainbow Six: Raven Shield in co-op terrorist hunt mode.

It’s a thing of beauty getting 6-8 people together in the same room all (usually) working together to take down a bunch of tangos. Usually we breeze through a few levels and then caught up on a level or two (”Treasury” is still our nemesis…). This year, however, we collectively sucked (some of us more so than others - not naming any names…) and didn’t beat a single mission over the many hours. Good times were had by all though.

On a side note, it was nice to see everyone actually rocking LCDs this time around. Lord knows it’s a bitch to fit a bunch of giant CRTs on a dining room table.

In 3-4 weeks I will finally have my Boston Terrier. Woo! I was the last approved application for the batch of 8 puppies, so I got it in there in the nick of time. I have to mail off a deposit of $75 today and then pay $75 at pickup to cover all of the adoption and vet costs, but I can handle that just fine. I don’t know if I’ll be getting a boy or a girl (I’m last to pick), but that’s fine by me either way. Now to just get the house ready for our new addition…

I guess I should put aside some more money now because lord knows I’m going to crazy in the pet store in a month buying crap for this little thing.

I’ve wanted a Boston Terrier for over 2 years now, but something has always prevented me from getting one (lack of money at the time, unable to find a local breeder, none available at local shelters, etc.). While I was over at a friend’s for a Super Bowl party tonight, I played with his Boston named Roxy and it made me want one even more. What makes it worse is the fact that Roxy almost became my dog as my friend’s wife was going to make him get rid of her for nipping one of their kids on the hand, but they decided they just couldn’t give her up (and I see why - she rocks).

I did my usual web search for Bostons that I do every 1-2 months in the hope of finding one in a shelter or at a decently priced local breeder (the one local breeder I can find is in Suffolk and she wants $1500 for her dogs - no thanks!). Lo and behold, I actually found something this time. I shot off an e-mail to the lady, so here’s to hoping this will work out and I’ll finally have my dog in a month or so.

Oh, and woot for Peyton and his boys!

I really wish I could kill some brain cells right now and get some stuff out of my head… Here’s to hoping some sleep will fix this.

A new year. A new blog. We’ll see where this one goes…

Despite the fact that the year has started out on the absolute worst possible note (Mom has been in the hospital since New Year’s Eve and won’t be coming home - yes, that means what you think it does), I have so many plans for ‘07.

• Get my financial status back in shape.
  • Build an actual emergency fund (I’m opening a high yield savings account at Emigrant Direct or HSBC Direct with my tax refund)
  • Get off my ass and get the hell away from Game Crazy (I stuck around there out of convenience, laziness, comfort, and the fact that I had a flexible schedule so I could help take care of Mom - though I guess that last part is a bit moot now)
  • Stop wasting money on so much pointless shit (this includes games and eating out)

• Finish what I started over two years ago with my weight loss. I’m 1/2 of the way there, and even backtracked a little with all of the stress of the past few months. I’m working on sucking it up and whittling away that last chunk of flab. I want to be down to 140-150 by summer’s end. That’s supposedly my “healthy” weight range.

• Read at least one new book a month. So far so good:
  
  • World War Z - finished while in Rochester, NY for New Year’s
  • The Millionaire Next Door - working on this one right now

• Crank out a new website design every 1 to 1.5 months for Logikai as per Malfoy’s plan. My first design is due in a week or two - we’ll see if I can pull myself out of my design slump of the past 1-2 years.

• Actually maintaining a blog for longer than a month…

• Other random crap I can’t even think of right now

We’ll see how much of this goes according to plan…