Work makes me not want to code

So apparently, I'm not supposed to blog about work. I'm ok with that. At least, I won't blog about any of the details of things or super secret stuff that I know.

Mwuhahah.

Anyway, work, is the main reason why I haven't been updating lately. Well, updating the site, not updating the blog. I have no excuse for not updating the blog. So I'm going to do my best to match the good doctor on the bet that I made against him.

So site has been stagnant, except for the new blog that was added. That might change soon, depending on how it goes with school. If I can work on the site for class, I will. Otherwise, it may fall even further behind. Sigh, there's just no time anymore.

Especially with the looking for a place to live. I really enjoyed my two years at the Thames house, but it's time for it to come to an end. Part of it is, I'm becoming an old man, and want those damn kids off my lawn, the other part of it is, I hate... and I mean hate, my landlord.

Over the last few weeks he's been building an extra bathroom addition, taking up a good chunk of the back yard. On Saturday, he took out the back door, I'm assuming in preparation for joining the old parts of the house to the new, and nailed a holey piece of plywood over most of the covering.

No work has been done since then.

Hot air and bugs are now free to come and go as they please. This upsets me. Especially the bugs.

That reminds me, on an unrelated note, read John Dies at the End. It's great, though won't be readily available from bookstores until the fall.

Need to focus. Maintaining a train of thought is harder than I realized. Right. Land lords. Ok time to call out to the strangers of the interwebs. If you've got a story about a crappy landlord, post it in a comment. The best one wins a prize.

I'm not going to lie, it'll prolly be a crappy prize.

In other news, a wedding is only weeks away. Not my wedding, but my buddy adam(I'm not sure if adam has a blog, or livejournal, or website, or anything like that. If he does, I'll hyper-link it). Two weeks from now he'll be hitched. Freaky. I'm going golfing with him next (this? I'm never sure how that works... the upcoming, I guess) weekend to celebrate. Also freaky. I think it will turn into me shooting rediculously above par and heckling myself and others.

My wedding is also steadily progressing. Goomsmen are being attired. Bridesmaids are being prettied up. Wedding planners are... planning.. and caterers are... charging a lot of money...
But the food should be pretty awesome.

I'll try to be better about posting news and pictures, from the wedding and from the week after in Ireland.

More random book love. Read Lamb, by Christopher Moore, it's brillian.

I've had thoughts for the idea of my next tattoo.

This tree might be involved:


As might this quote :

"Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes, and forgot." - Neil Gaiman.

But I'm not sure how or if the two will meld, and if they do, how that amalgamation will merge with my skin.

Saw the Reverand Horton Heat at the rockabiliy revival. It was awesome. Fighting urge to buy, and utterly fail to learn how to play, stand-up bass.

Started going to TXRD. Cherry Bombs rule!Next time we go, we'll prolly have posters. Cause we're classy. I'll try to remember to take pictures.

Think that's all I have for tonight. More tomorrow.