Taxes done everybody?

Alright, so today is the 15th. Two big things happening today. First, it's tax day, hope everyone's filed. Second, it's A's bday. At this point I think we would have been getting ready for the Alicia Keys concert for tonight but instead, I'm here in Chicago at work. I did talk to her on Wed and yesterday. She sounded different but different in a good way. I was used to her coming across in a certain way for so long that I really forgot how she sounded when we first met before all those things started happening. She sounded genuinely happy, it was great. Well, she's in South Beach celebrating her bday with friends. I'm sure she's having fun. She was supposed to call when she got down there to say she made it ok but when I watched the news that night and didn't hear of any plane crashes I figured she got down there ok and that she just forgot. Typically, one would never have to worry about anything like that but her situation hasn't quite been typical over the past year. I'll call her later today to send bday wishes.

As for me, yesterday was rough after someone I know really just let loose on me. I think she was retaining some bitterness for awhile b/c we hadn't been out in god knows how long. But she saw me recently and really was on a mission to try and hurt me. And she picked perfect timing b/c she was able to get under my skin. It was one of those things where someone says something to you to give you an instant complex. It worked. I'm not even going to talk about it b/c it's just a sensitive subject that I don't feel like talking about right now. What a fucking bitch. And I had a grocery list of items that I could have fired back at her but I held back b/c I didn't want to sink to her level. I think she was just trying to instigate so I wasn't about to fall in the trap.

Wed night, a group of work people, Jarm and myself headed over to Il Dente for $5 martini night. I took it easy since I was driving but things got out of control. I haven't seen Jarm that messed up since the time he tried to commandeer vehicles and beat the shit out of the R2D2 garbage can in DC. The whole place must have thought we were nuts. Jarm isn't exactly the quietest guy in the world. By the end of the night, all of the Il Dente patrons were well educated in the subjects of french ticklers, rabbits, anal beads, spit vs. swallow controversies and many other areas in the sexual arena. Also, Jarm was on a dry humping mission in which he made poor Kelly his target. I was hailing Melissa a cab when we were coming out. I hear this "Eric, Eric, help me!" but it was all muffled. I turn around to Jarmon dry humping Kelly on the sidewalk... believe me, it was a sight, man. It was hilarious. After we dropped Kelly off, he grabbed a construction cone and began yelling obsenities out to the general public while we were driving home. This would normally be ok if it hadn't been directed to the 2 mexican guys in a huge F150 that pulled up next to my car. They really didn't care, they just wanted to race. I ended up losing the race. I really didn't have a chance against their jacked up pickup that seemed like 10 ft tall.

Tonight, I have to head to Ceres to go to Stacey's going away get together. It's her last day and she's moving on to greener pastures. Good for her. Afterwards, I'm going to the gym and then over to Nick's for a bbq. I'm going to lay low this weekend. I don't feel like really going out and I want to prepare for my interview on Tuesday with HC. I'm only meeting with 2 associates and the HR person who seems really nice so I think my chances are looking good since I've gotten approval from Allen. For all out there who may read this, please wish me luck on Tuesday. I need to get out of my current situation.

Lata peoples.