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Thursday, 4-16-2026: I DID IT ANYWY!
I got kinda drunk so I did it. I've been writing my wortless thoughts on this bootleg site for a couple months, but I didn't upload them because they are often scary. I write about depression, suicidal thoughts, and mostly stuff that is all-bad. I miss the 80s, I miss my old life from 2006-2008-ish, and everything sucks. I didn't want that online, but fuck it no one reads this shit anyway and for anyone who does this site is like my vent and I use it to blow off steam. If not for this bootleg site I would already be dead. What a bunch of crap! I have unlimited talent, but I only use a fraction of it and if I were better at life I'd be a made-man. The end. Fin. I'm not done yet and this is not my last update! Maybe? Hopefully!

I do NOT recommend reading Feb and March updates. Even the fist few of this month are bad, but I just put them online because I wanted to. I'm drunk and half-baked and it's go-time.

EDIT: There are a few March updates I didn't even post yet because they are pretty bad. Maybe later...

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Thursday, 4-16-2026: Tax season over, but not truly over.
My loser worthless-ass survived the bulk of the 2025 tax-filing season (filing year 2026), but it almost ended me. I came close to getting shitfaced, eating a dozen edibles, and passing out in a snowbank. We certainly had enough cold weather this winter where freezing my dumb ass to death would have been very easy and trust me, there were a few times when I was tempted. Thankfully I didn't allow myself to get drunk enough to go there. I think the most booze I've had in one day so far this year has been 4 drinks. That's quite a bit if I did it in only an hour, but if I spread it out over 3-4 hours it's not horrible. That's my plan tonight, drink 4 then bivouac. So far I'm at 2.5, but I had my first one over two hours ago.

The tax season didn't almost end me, but that combined with the huge garage job and the restaurant was a bridge too far and I could not properly cross. I actually had my best tax season of all-time, but it was marred with that fuckin' restaurant remodel. That shit broke me badly in February and early March, and I still haven't 100% recovered from it. I am doing better, though. Sadly the damage is done not only to the restaurant but also to my marriage so both are 50/50 right now. I couldn't allocate the right amount of precious... precious time to either of those things so I made the tax business and, more recently, myself the priorities. Everything else comes after that sorry Sweet Pea doesn't mean I don't love you still just means if I didn't do that I was going to die and that is not an exaggeration. I still don't give a shit if I die, but it's not what I'm supposed to do yet.

I am still very salty with some people who decided to be lazy and not level-up when it was needed, and I won't forget that anytime soon. I'm not talking about my wife or my biological family, but there have been some people who made promises they didn't keep and that sucks. A lot. It's a bunch of crap!

You know what's not a bunch of crap, though? I made a badass setup and it's totally killer! Check this out:

I'm using my old, bootleg Windows 7 computer writing this worthless update that almost no one will ever read any my newer computer is now playing YouTube 80s music. When I took that picture it was Pet Shop Boys Love Comes Quickly and now it's Tina Turner's One of the Living. This song is FUCKING AWESOME! Man, Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome is fantastic, probably hits my all-time top 25 movies mostly for the quotes and Tina Fuckin' Turner running Batertertown like a boss. Plus some guy who looked like bootleg Tom Petty had an airplane and it's just a win. WHO RUNS BARTERTOWN?!

^THE NINETEEN FUCKIN' EIGHTIES! I would sell my soul to the devil for one epic trip back to the 80s. I actually would do my life over. It sucks to write that, but my half-drunk ass will only drop truth-nuggets at this point. I'd still join the Navy, no changes there, and I'd still work at Aubuchon Hardware for $6 per hour in 1999. I'd do Circuit City, but F college that shit was a waste of my precious... precious time. It was "free" for me, but the US Government picked up the tab thanks to the GI Bill and in hindsight I didn't need stupid fuckin' college as it did nothing for my life. Everything I've learned that is applicable to the real world I learned through life experiences.

I made a lot of terrble life-decisions and I 100% deserve my misery. Thankfully I am slowly fixing it. Today I played racquetball against Gavin and Mike (Terminator!) and that was fun. I told myself I'd play no matter what, even if the restaurant was on fire. I'm not really very selfish, but I need a little precious... precious time each week to be me and right now is that time. After a few hours of my time I'm all good and I'll go work 12 hours again, and that's how my tomorrow is looking. Probably Saturday, too!

So tax season officially ended yesterday after my final 1730 appointment. However, it's not really done because I have a dozen or so people on extension including our own taxes, and each year I get a trickle of other stuff coming in during the year. We are going to owe around $4100 to the IRS, but I only paid $2000 because the restaurant is not financially stable yet. What a bunch of crap! We've lost between $3000-$5000 per week lately, but things have been a little better this week. Here is last week:

^Easter week was a FUCKING TRAIN WRECK (without a train or tracks hehe.) Thankfully last week was a little better, and we had a big event Sunday night that helped. Sales up close to 21% as compared to the week prior and labor down a little. Labor was actually a tad over $8k because that report doesn't show payroll taxes. What a bunch of crap! Can't survive on a 60% payroll, but that's better than it was. We were over 10k payroll for a couple weeks gods damn it. A $10k payroll is great on a week where we do $30k in sales, but the place has NEVER done 30k in a week. $26k-ish happened once or twice and I hope it does again, but we'll see. All depends on whether or not we can secure extra financing. Somehow my credit score is up to 785 so that has opened financial doors and we shall see. I don't want to be hugely in debt, but I don't want the restaurant to go out of business yet or we are really pwned.

So tax season ended, I bivouaced, then it was off to that garage job that I started in Oct, 2024. I wasn't going to go back, but we need the precious... precious money plus it's the right thing to do. I started it so I should finish it. Right? I do enjoy working there despite the fact it's borderline overwhelming at times. It's a huge job and get this, today the homeowner showed me his bootleg cellar that is only missing a pit to be in The Silence of the Lambs and he wants me to do demolition down there and build him some kind of weird AI-modeled shooting range like you'd see a Cabella's. Old west theme, looks awesome but makes no sense. I live in bizarro-world when I work there and it truly cannot be explained. I think the homeowner is insane, but he's kind-of a mad genius. Some of his ideas are ten pounds of shit stuffed into a five-pound bag, but others aren't half-bad and at his pace I'll be working there still in 2027 hahaha.

Icehouse, Electric Blue. Man, this ripping out 80s tunes on Kat's speaker is really working for my ass. I usually just use my bootleg and tinny-sounding computer speakers, but tonight I levelled-up with it. Now I have bass and volume. If anyone else was in the house with me I'd be getting complaints because it's loud, but it's nothing compared to the karaoke volume at the restaurant. Thankfully the place has had more customers so far this week and sales are way better than they were at this point last week. Small sample size and we'll see how the weekend goes...

I guess I'm done now. Fin. I'll work a lot this weekend then my awesome wife and I will watch some Wrestlemania Sunday night and celebrate our 11-year anniversary Monday the 20th. I was planning to work that day, but I should take it off or else I'm certainly sleeping on the couch... again. What a bunch of crap!

My life still sucks, but it's only about a 7 on a scale of 1-10 with 10 being the worst so that's a lot better than the 9.9 it was a few weeks ago. Where's my psychologist?!

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Sunday, 4-12-2026: Three days left and a busy PM/evening today.
The tax-filing deadline is only three days away.  OMG!  I guess closer to 3.5 days now, but I'm not counting today because it's a Sunday and I have to work at the restaurant.  Again.  Normally Sundays I wouldn't be needed, but we have two big kids' karaoke parties at 1400 then we have another party from 1730-2030 so I'll help with those.  We need the revenue so I hope these people spend their precious... precious money because we sure need it.  Sales have sucked and they will be better than last week's sales, but not by enough.  What a bunch of crap!

I have a bunch of tax returns to finish and/or extend including our own.  We will owe around $4000 that we don't have in the bank right now.  What a bunch of crap!  However, I can't actually file our taxes yet until I do the original Mad Kat S-Corp final tax return so I can flow the income/loss over.  There will probably be a loss because all we ever do in the restaurant business is lose money, but maybe not after depreciation recapture.  Doesn't matter because we have a shitload of NOL carry-forward to use. On paper we are still dirt poor but at least our credit scores are over 700.  (MY LIFE STILL SUCKS!)

We need more precious... precious money and I don't know where to get it yet.  I don't see a money-tree out back.  We have an Etrade account I guess I can close that out.  I could sell some silver, but I really don't want to.  What do I do?  I either let the restaurant fail then we are really pwned or I try to keep it going a little longer to see if it can actually make money, but if it keeps losing money we just dig a deeper grave.  We already cut staff and I'm working there more for free to help, but I can't do that forever or I'm really cooked.  I'm already overdone, well-cooked, and a little more time in the pressure-cooker will lead to a blowout.

It's weird sitting on the couch at 1100 and ripping out some 80s tunes before I go get ready for work.  It's nice and quiet, even the dumbass pets are bivouacked, and I already did DDP Yoga.  If I had a little more time I'd go down in the unfinished gym to clean and set up a little more.  I'd like to have at least a partial gym in place soon so I can lift a few weights for the first time in over 1.5 years.

I have three in-person tax meetings tomorrow, none yet for Tuesday, and only one for Wednesday the 15th, the actual deadline.  However, I have a bunch more stuff in the works so I'll have people pop in.  I also have some remote clients to finish and for the first time ever at one point I had both my two brothers and my own tax return in a holding pattern all by each other in my system.  How cool is that?  I helped Doug with his taxes this year and he's still in AZ so that one was 100% remote through the portal.  Each year it seems I get more remote clients so that's great because maybe in 10 years I can be fully remote and get the fuck out of this state.  I do like Maine in a lot of ways, but the cons almost outweigh the pros.  Winters suck, springtime allergies, blackflies, ticks, and mud suck.  Mid-summer heat and humidity suck.  That only leaves fall when I have mostly decent weather/temps, deer hunting, football, and baseball playoffs.

It looks like I'll be doing a little work at that garage job as early as this week, possibly 3 hours Tuesday AM/midday if the tax business isn't too busy and if not Tues then for sure Thurs or Fri.  I wanted to take a break from the carpentry, but we need the precious... precious money. Our 11-year wedding anniversary is in exactly one week and we'll be busy working for a lot of it.  I don't even give a crap about our wedding anniversary but Kat will care so I should make some kind of effort.  Right?

Things at the restaurant are a lot different now than they were when we had the place the first time.  It's gone quite poorly overall with only flashes of good times.  Yesterday morning was decent.  Sales were better than expected by a bit and get this, Mom and Dad actually came up.  OMG!  They haven't been to this area in many years.  It was nice of them to visit, but a big part of the reason for their trip was so Dad could go to a gun shop hahaha!  It was a nice visit with them; I probably won't see them again until May 4 when turkey season begins.  I need to clean my model 870 and get my hunting gear ready, but I'm always working because my life is a toilet.  I should be doing that now instead of listening to Ah Ha and The Pet Shop Boys and writing my useless thoughts on this bootleg site that no one will ever read. What a bunch of crap!

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Thursday, 4-9-2026: More hours at the restaurant.
I have to work more hours at the restaurant because the place is a borderline burning dumpster-fire.  What a bunch of crap!  Sales have been this:

All I wanna know is why?  Why have sales been so poor?  It doesn't help that we opened the place just as we were going to war with Iran.  Fucking Persian-Gulf area.  What a disaster and we should no longer be there again.  Ever.  Just let them all kill each other and we can drill oil somewhere else.  Shale oil in the Dakotas or more pipelines in Alaska?  Hell if I know but there must be a better solution.  Trump took over Venezuela not long ago so we're probably already stealing their oil.  Fuckin' Trump is nuts.  Sometimes it's great, other times not so much.  Quote of the month from Trump himself because it's hilarious: "Open the fuckin strait, you crazy bastards, or you'll be living in hell - JUST WATCH!" 80-year old Trump posting F-bombs on the Interweb is epic and shows how pwned humanity really is.

OMG ALL I WANNA KNOW IS WHY?  WHY DOES THAT HAPPEN?!  It's hilarious, but not really since that's coming from our president.  I'm wondering how much be drinks or if he's doing drugs.  Both?!  There is no excuse for the shit-shit posts that dirtbag puts on Twitter.  I mean X.  I mean I don't even care...whether or not I care what it's called.  Social media is going to end society.  At this point I'm still rooting for a giant asteroid or an alien takeover.  However, if there is an alien takeover I just hope it's not Xenomorphs because having a baby alien blow out of my guts = DO NOT WANT THAT.

My life stiff fuckin' sucks, and since the restaurant sales have been all-bad now I have to work more hours there for free.  I dunno how to call it for free, though.  If the place fails we're out $200k that we don't have so I will just have to work a lot.  However, I already work a lot so what's the gods damned difference?  Maybe it would be better to fail and go get a paying job?  The next couple weeks will help us decide what to do, and going out of business is still a very viable and possibly required option.  We only did $1000 in sales yesterday.  OMG TERRIBLE!  Labor was $1100 so yeah, all-bad.  Thankfully today is better and the place might get to $1800-$2000.  Still way below what it should be, but better than 7 days ago.

If I go get a "real" job I dunno what it will be.  USPS again?  Back to FedEx?  It's not a problem right now, but it will be come summer if the restaurant doesn't level-up.  We let two cooks go and a server got done so we plan to do more with less there.  Sales have sucked so we have to cut back.  We still have some people on the team who kinda suck.  What a bunch of crap!  The kitchen has been a mess since we opened and that hurts.  A lot.  Might cost us the entire place, and I'm not even joking.

I don't know why the place is struggling; the kitchen has had issues, but that's not all of it.  I really have no answer, but I just want to do taxes and then go build some stuff.  I have to go back to work at that garage job.  I fired him, he asked me to come back, and we are going to run out of money at our current pace so of course I agreed to come back.  I actually met with him there today to plan for more work to resume possibly as early as Tuesday next week.  Next Tuesday is the 14th, still tax season and almost at the deadline to file, but my tax season finale is never the crazy shit-show you might expect.  The worst of my season is the timeframe from roughly Feb 15-Mar15 although it does vary a bit each year based on things like tax laws and COVID.

I have had a few decent-ish days lately.  It's still not a great life and I'm still 100% okay with dying, but I don't feel suicidal like I did a month ago.  Hell, even a couple weeks ago I was toast and trying to haul on my wife and my entire life.  Things are still tenuous, but not 100% horrible.  I guess when things are 100% bad then they drop to 80% bad that feels like an improvement.  God my life is a mess.  Whose fault is that?  Guy looks into a mirror that isn't there and guy realizes it's his own dumbass fault.

I really hope better days are still to come or I'm going to just die.  Warmer weather looms so that will help.  It was 45 yesterday, but in the sun and with light wind it wasn't horrible for a 1-mile slow jog.  I planned to go 2 miles, but it was still kinda cold and my cardio isn't great.  I also did some DDP Yoga, and I've been playing rball a couple times a week lately.  Sadly the restaurant that I mostly hate cost me the chance to play rball twice this week.  What a bunch of crap!  It's another nail in my life-coffin.  At this point there are a lot of nails in my coffin.  However, that is dumb because I don't want a coffin.  People who die and are buried in coffins these days sucks.  Back 100 yrs ago maybe that made more sense, but no one thought ahead and realized bodies buried all over the planet doesn't work forever.  Ashes can just get scattered, but burial grounds are sacred.  Man I really hate people I wish I was born as a dog or squirrel.  That last sentence doesn't make any sense but I'm not rewinding it.

On a positive note we got rid of the birds.  Thank the gods who do not exist for that.  Two chickens and two ducks = delivered to a small farm in Dedham to a couple of my tax clients.  We had three ducks, but I had to 86 one of them a couple weeks ago.  Into the woods near the property line, one shot from about 5 yards, goodbye.  I'm not happy about it at all because killing an animal and not eating it sucks.  However, I didn't have it in me and that duck was already wasted like Doc-J and 8-ball from Full Metal Jacket.  Two male ducks and one female duck = one male dominates then rapes everything he can.  Fuck you Peking ducks.  Or Perking?  I dunno but they are pure white and when you shoot one in the head the blood shows up in a hurry.

I guess I'm done.  Fin.  I have to work a lot this weekend.  A LOT.  Plus Mom and Dad are planning to come up to see our probably-failing restaurant.  The place looks great, but it takes more than good looks to make it.  Mom said she didn't want to show up when it's too busy hahahaha.  I told her it's never that busy on a Saturday late AM/midday.  NEVER.  Lately it's never busy at any point.  What a bunch of crap!

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Sunday, 4-5-2026: Easter meal I don't want to attend.
Today is Easter, and if you are religious I guess it matters.  Depending on your religion of course.  What the hell does Easter really celebrate?  I can't even remember.  I thought Christians had Christmas so guy will use his Interweb and Google it while guy listens to the Pet Shop Boys Love Comes Quickly. I have a little time before I have to go to this last supper that isn't really a last supper but it will seem like it with a 50-foot long table setup hehe.

Okay according to Skynet (that is pretty close to becoming self-aware) aka Google AI this is what Easter is for:

Easter is the primary, most significant holiday in Christianity, celebrated to honor the resurrection of Jesus Christ three days after his crucifixion. It commemorates Jesus' victory over sin and death, affirming his role as the Son of God and offering hope for eternal life.

All I wanna know is why?  Why do Christians get two major holidays each year?!  What a bunch of crap!  They are both worthless turd holidays, too.  Great for the kids to go find eggs filled with junk, but how do rabbits factor in to this shit-show?  RABBITS DO NOT LAY EGGS GODS DAMN IT.

Thankfully the gym was open from 0700-1300 so Deno and I were able to play a couple games of racquetball around noon.  Great games, but of course I lost them both because that's how I roll.  Gavin would have played as well, but he was at his Mom's down in Warren.  I almost went down to Warren today to have an Easter meal with my biological family, but I didn't want my wife to totally blow a gasket.  I probably should have gone because her plan for Easter in no way, shape, or form included my feedback.  I figured we would do something here at the house, but nope she planned some HUGE meal at the restaurant.  The restaurant was open from 0900-1300, sales sucked, and the meal is scheduled for around 1600.  What time should I get there?  1559?  Hehehe.

I do NOT want to go to that restaurant and have a huge meal with a bunch of people, some of whom I barely know and some of whom are probably getting laid off tomorrow.  Sales have been BAD for the place, and last week we were once again thousands of dollars below goal so either we lay people off and run a small staff or the place just closes.  I don't really want it to close until we can get our financial shit together, but that might be a bridge too far at this point.  The place is pouring money out like a leaking dam, and right now the hole in the dam can still be plugged but it the water pressure gets too high then it will be too late and right now we are right on the edge of epic fail.

I was there last night helping because I told Kat I'd work Saturday nights for free to help, but she had Katherine already on as a manager and when it slowed down around 2300 I got ready to leave and Kat got pissy with me because she thought I should stay to help them close.  She said if I left she'd feel obligated to stay, but we had all our core employees clocked in and working so all I wanna know is why?  Why does one of us have to stay until the very end when we are paying people to do that shit?

That place is in BAD shape.  We have a few terrible employees and the kitchen is still kind-of a shit-show.  Too many mistakes and people whom we thought we could count on have flaked out so maybe that's on us?  I dunno I think Kat can be a total asshole sometimes, but she's a good person and a lot of former employees have realized the grass is not greener on the other side and they've tried to come back.  We have one person who was supposed to be investing in the place with sweat-equity, but last night she couldn't even be bothered to wear her employee shirt and she said she didn't have the money to buy a new one or do laundry.  WTF?!  She can afford to go out drinking several nights a week.  What a bunch of crap!

I'm very bitter about this fucking restaurant, and the thought of even going there in an hour sucks.  A lot.  I have to sit in a place that is crumbling around me, and my entire life is crumbling right now.  How can I call out sick for this last supper?  Kat knows I played racquetball already so clearly I'm not physically sick.  I'm mentally sick!  Does that count?  Hehehe.

Normally when I have 2-3 drinks I'll hop on this pathetic excuse for a website and write about how much my life sucks, but today I'm sober.  I should drink, but we live too far away for my ass to walk home and I don't want to Uber.  I really don't even know how to Uber hehehe.  No clue!  Living here in Eddington sucks now, but there were 7 deer out back not long ago so what was cool to see.  Haven't seen the deer much over winter, but that's because there's not much for food for them around the house yet.

Good news, the Red Sox just scored 3 runs and are up 3-0.  Too bad they are 2-6 on the season so far.  What a bunch of crap!  It would be great to stay home and watch the Sox then the Celtics, but I'll get my ass to Brewer soon and do my part for the team.

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Thursday, 4-2-2026: I was a customer for the first time. And the last time?
I got back not long ago from Mad Kat, version 2.0.  That's not actually the name of the place, but it should be.  I was there all day today doing a little of this, a little of that, and I got the final pool table lights installed like a boss.  Check this out:

I couldn't get them to daisy-chain yesterday, but I solved it.  First light didn't have the white wire connected to the chain, and I forgot what the white wire is called.  The black is hot, the feed, and the white one is the return.  I had a feeling that's where my epic fail was located because my pencil-tester showed all the black as hot.  I got it done and didn't even feel rushed.  Not feeling rushed has been rare so far in this dog-shit 2026, but I'm starting to turn things around.  I was able to play racquetball against Gavin and Mike (new nickname Terminator) before coming home to clean up, fuel up, and then go back to Mad Kat for my one drink.  I didn't really know what to get because I don't know the menu very well and I wanted to try a signature drink so I got a "High Enough" that is basically a liquid marijuana without the actual pot in the glass hehe.

The fact that I barely know the menu = what a bunch of crap!  I just don't care that much because soon I probably won't be there at all anymore.  I'm not quitting on the place, but I'm not sure it can stay in business with the current sales.  Didn't help we opened just as Trump decided to go to war with Iran.  I'm no Trump fan, but Iran probably needed to get stomped.  I just wish we would mind our own gods damned business instead of trying to be the world police.

I'm glad I went.  I think?  I might not be there as a customer again, ever.  It's harder now because we live in Eddington, 8.5 miles away, so I can't be fucking around and getting half in the bag then driving.  I do miss living at 25 Parkway N, just a 6-minute walk from the bar, and being able to drink more and not worrying about getting an OUI or, even worse, making impaired driving decisions that lead to injury/death of someone else. Getting wasted and driving my stupid self into a tree would suck, but driving someone else into a tree would be unforgivable.

I mentioned last night looking at job listings to see if any stupid high-paying jobs are out there that I might be qualified to do.  I'll go over to the mideast and dodge bombs for the right pay.  I can't go back into the military because they don't pay enough.  Plus I'm 50 friggin' years old so they ain't sticking my worthless ass back on the USS Carl Vinson.  Pretty sure my job from the 1990s is obsolete anyway.  I wrote backwards on plexiglass so the CO could see where the aircraft were on fuel and the mission.  It seemed like forever ago, and now computer screens show all of that stuff so I don't think anyone writes backwards.

I felt a little nostalgia when I wrote that because my life was so simple and full of promise back then.  It wasn't always easy, but it was mine.  I had a future and things were always new and exciting.  I turned 18 in boot camp so I was most definitely a kid when I went active duty in 1993 and I grew up sheltered in a small town, rural, so the world seemed HUGE.

What's the Pet Shop Boys best song?  Easy answer: What Have I Done (To Deserve This?).  However, their second-best is not so easy to pinpoint.  I'm listening to Suburbia right now and I think that might be the #2.  However, Opportunities (Let's Make Lots of Money) is fucking awesome so that should be #2.  What about It's Alright, Love comes Easy, West End Girls, It's a Sin, man this is impossible!

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Wednesday, 4-1-2026: No April Fools today.
April Fools Day, what a joke.  It's a turd-holiday, but thankfully no one really takes it seriously and it's not a federally-recognized holiday.  We should get rid of other dumbass "holidays" as well including Columbus Day, President's Day, and Juneteenth.  I guess I gotta be careful on that last one not trying to be racist just don't know why that needs to be a day off for the banks.  I don't even think Juneteenth existed a few years ago.

That tax filing deadline is in exactly two weeks (Twwwwwwwwooooooooooo wwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkssssssssssssssssss!) and as usual the end of the season isn't the crazy shit-show one might expect.  Most of my clients get their stuff done earlier in the year.  A few do wait until the end so I'm not done yet, and a few more wait until after the deadline with either extensions or general laziness.  Having a little extra precious... precious time has allowed my loser-ass to watch a bit more of the Celtics and Red Sox, but not too much.  The Celtics are 51-25 and just beat the crap out of the Heat down in Miami.  Oh Jesus, hell ya!  Sadly the Red Sox lost again in Houston and are now 1-5.  What a bunch of crap!  It's still weird to me how many MLB games there have been before April 1.  Sox still have 156 more games so no worries yet.

I don't have any tax clients tomorrow.  Oh Jesus, hell ya!  However, I do have stuff to work on still.  I'm trying to get the lights above the pool tables working and I got the first one in like a boss last week.  However, the second one won't illuminate and it's not the bulb.  It gets power, but all I have is a little pencil-tester so I'm sure it's not getting all the power it needs.  I probably need Ben to figure it out for me, but before I beg my electrician for mercy I'll look at it again tomorrow and see what I can do.

The restaurant has been open a month and it's not off to a great start.  Lost tons of money last month (what a bunch of crap!)  but has done better over the past couple weeks.  Sales aren't at my goal yet, but at times the place has proved it can run like a boss.  Still some dubs on the team including my dumb ass, though.  I still don't care about the place as much as I did when we had it the first time, and I feel like my days there are numbered.  Hell, my days in this entire community might be numbered the way things have gone for me lately.  Right now I don't totally hate my life, but it's far from great and I still need to figure out what changes I need to make to improve things.  I have some ideas, but nothing firm yet and I'm just taking it day by day.

The sign for the restaurant came yesterday Oh Jesus Hell ya!  It was schedule for April 10 and in a funny twist of fate I had just gone down to code to pay for the permit and when I got back the Davinci truck was there and the guys were on it like white on rice.  Unless you buy brown rice hehe. Pet Shop Boys sing Opportunities (Let's Make Lots of Money) and it's funny because I forgot how to do that.  What a bunch of crap!  I would like to make a lot of money so I should go on Indeed.com and see if there are very good-paying jobs on the Alaskan pipeline or something like that.  Hell, I'd go to the Straits of Hormuz for a tour there for the right pay.  Might be dangerous, but in the words of Ratt from the epic 1985 album Invasion of your Privacy, it would be Dangerous but Worth the Risk.  Great song, all-time album only eclipsed by Hysteria.  If you disagree with me then I hate you.  I probably hate you anyway, but I'll hate you a little more.

^The sign looks good and they installed it quickly. Nicely done Davinci!

I miss myself.  I feel like the old me is gone.  The old me had a lot of problems.  A LOT.  However, the old me didn't hate life so much.  I'm sad a lot, and I'm starting to live with regrets.  What a bunch of crap!  I don't want to have regrets, I want to have moments I can look back on and think "WTF" but not regret.  I'm walking a fine line now and I think 2026 will be the year when a lot of changes happen.  Some good, some bad, whatever it's just one day at a time right now.

It's 2215 and it feels late so I'll get ready to bivouac soon.  Dominion/Mother Russia plays and it totally rocks.  My wife racked out already, and I think she was mad at me.  Maybe?  Not hopefully!  I don't know with her because she's had extra stress lately and her moron husband has mentally checked out.  Oh wait, I'm her moron husband!  I decided I am taking my life back and I don't give a fuck whether she likes it or not because if I don't take my life back I will die soon.  I don't mind dying, that's been said enough on this bootleg site lately, but it shouldn't be my time just yet as I don't have a good excuse for checking out yet and suicide would make me a total pussy.  I'm fine with dying being a pussy, but not a total pussy. Letting people down really bothers me gods damn it.

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