What do I do!? Quick! What do I do?!

Crap, I met a girl.
She's not pregnant (yet). This is yet another one of those situations where there is a whole bunch of awkwardness because apparently I am unable to "read the signs" or "play the game." We had some lovely conversation nothing too heady, and within the two hours I still managed to cover the fact that I still talk about exes. I also had some really interesting comments that I thought might be funny but then were kinda awkward.
So if I have learned anything or have a some type of tip of the day:
After you kiss a girl you just met, don't say anything! Just keep your damn mouth shut. If you are going to say anything make it something like "Mmm that was nice."

Avoid topics after kissing, such as,
"I have work in the morning."
"How 'bout those Cubbies"
"You sure got a pretty mouth, shame I gonna have to knock out all those teeth."
"Gosh, you remind me about how I like my pizza: In 8 pieces shoved in my oven."

Luckily I didn't use any of those. Though one came close. There are several other reasons I come off looking like a total goober... Not limited to the fact that I make pizzas to pay the bills and volunteer time to a TV show that doesn't pay anything.

At least she thinks my glasses are sexy.
Now if only she'd return my calls (so far only one voice mail).
BUT I'M NOT GOING TO THINK ABOUT IT!
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It's good to know that phones don't "Moo."

Life is good. This was passed unto me by close friend Boone in Chicago (have I mentioned he's a bastard for moving there before me... I guess it's alright because I already lived there once). I thought it was appropriate for my blog (see cattlegrazing).

Wow. Just wow.

There are some days where I wonder how I do it; like today for instance. I managed to put just barely enough tip money into the bank so that my bills would get paid. I was planning on starting July off right by having my bill payer service make payments to my credit cards every other day. My theory was that if each day I throw pocket change at the credit card, the average daily balance will continue to decrease, thus lowering the total amount of monthly interest I get charged. Tomorrow during my morning off to recover from the comedic glory that is DeathMatch, I will see if I can build a spread sheet to prove my point.
There are days, coincidentally enough today as well, where I wonder why I still bother to show up at work. Is the money worth proving that I'm a good guy and can do a pretty menial job really well? Work is starting to wear on me, which bodes ill for the future of the summer. Several people have already left and I am considering leaving. However, before that happens I think that I may need to leverage a raise by the fact that I am staying and doing more work than most. We'll see what happens. The first tactic with that is not that I'm better than everyone, but that my cost of living has gone up. After that I play the I'm better than everyone who works here and better than those that have left.
We'll see what happens. The real question is, how many human resources managers are looking at this right now? That could be amusing.