One of the cool things about my workplace is that, on top of our regular set of annual holidays, every employee gets a personal, paid holiday for their birthday. You can take it on the day of your birthday, or at any other time within about a month of your actual birth date.
I took mine today ... Monday ... which is rapidly approaching yesterday. And, once again, I used it to mostly just laze about and goof off. I did almost nothing productive. I did write a column about renewing my driver's license
(long story), but other wise I just did some online gaming, watched TV and DVDs, went to the bookstore and bought a new book
(guilty pleasure — the latest J.D. Robb hardcover), ate a Double Whopper with cheese from Burger King, then did some more gaming. I did do a little grocery shopping, but the laundry and dishes still need to be done. Tomorrow is soon enough.
To counteract the super sammich and the DWWC, I had a healthy dinner — cheese and crackers, an apple and some grapes. Will have fruit when I get up too. It's all about balancing the bad with the good, like karma, like yin and yang, like peanut butter and jelly, like strippers and
DZER ... well, you get the point.
Really wanted to finish off an erotica piece, but was never in any kind of sexy writing mood during the course of the day, and didn't want to just pound it out for the sake of doing it and getting it done. Hmm ... now
THAT sounded somewhat erotic and dirty ... LOL
And now for something completely different ...
I e-mailed a long-time friend of mine yesterday. It was the first time I'd communicated with her since she left the island more than a year ago. We'd once been very, very close friends. We had a pretty big falling out some time back, regarding a relationship gone bad that then went good. Long story. Really long story, and I won't share it here.
We stayed friends, of a sort, though it took me some time before I could even be civil, I was
THAT upset over things. So we were no longer close. We were polite to each other, talked at work, chatted and were nice to each other at get-togethers, parties, events, etc. But neither of us went to any length to renew or reinvigorate our friendship — we didn't call each other, make plans that didn't involve others, or anything like that.

But my new job is partially what her old job used to be at the paper, so I wrote her to let her know, so she could laugh a little, and for some generic advice; she is a copy desk queen if nothing else.
She wrote back a nice e-mail. She said she missed our conversations ... "the coherent ones."
And she signed it:
Better write again, jerk.
love,
t.
Does she know me or what? LOL ... And I will write back ... and very soon — which is highly unusual for me when it comes to e-mail. LOL
And again with something totally different ...

Did I ever tell you I was Homecoming King in my senior year? It's true; here's the picture to prove it.
That's me, all snazzy in my tuxedo, complete with the drooping sash
(it says KING or something like that, trust me! LOL) and, of course, with the crown. I wish they would have let me keep the crown. You can't see my shoes, but trust me when I tell you they were Adidas shell-toes, white with black stripes, with no shoelaces in 'em
(I did not win 'em! I bought 'em off the Ave. with the tags still in 'em/I like to sport 'em that's why I bought 'em/a sucker tried to steal 'em so I caught em and I fought 'em). Heh.
That was the highlight of an otherwise shitty prom. The beautiful girl next to me was a friend of mine who was a year younger; a last-minute replacement for my fix-up date who had some kind of thing she forgot she had and so couldn't go. So it wasn't a real
date-
DATE, and I wasn't expecting anything more than company and a dance partner
(yes, this was back when I danced). But she snuck off and I found her making out with a friend of mine
(male junior ... might not have been a big deal if it was another female LOL). She wasn't my girlfriend or even a real
date-
DATE, but that was still wrong.
So I took her home early, came back to hook up with my buddies and got wasted! wooohooo!!
Sorry; found the pic and thought I'd share with the blogworld.
Random Guam Fact Of The Day:• Guam's primary industry is tourism. The major component of Guam's tourism market is Japan, with about 950,000 visitors a year.