johnny_dog

Okay, I want to get the negative stuff out of the way first, so here goes:

I am still sick. I have been doing everything I can think of to get over this, and today I finally gave in and made an appointment to see my doctor. I’ll post later with what is said about that, but my guess is that I have a sinus infection.

It is tax season and Sunday I sat down to do my taxes only to find out that I make too much money to submit them electronically without charge. According to the IRS I am now in the top 30% of all taxpayers. WTF? I am still less than $60,000 a year and I am in the top 30%? How do people afford to live with the prices of housing and vehicles and so on, if my salary – which is barely enough to meet my obligations (granted, I have a debt problem that takes a large chunk of my income) – is higher than 70% of the US population.

Needless to say, I was so perturbed by this that I pouted about it and procrastinated the day away and I have still not done my taxes. I need to get them done, because I expect enough of a tax return that I can pay off my highest interest debt ($3,000 to Home Depot).

And now for the good news:

Although she has let her ADD draw her away for the past few days, my Muse has returned and I have been writing again. (Betcha didn’t know that the Muses have ADD!) My erotic fantasy novel, “The Erotic Adventures of Whitehair – A Gift For Borni” has been coming along nicely. It currently has 66 pages of story and consists of five chapters. I expect anywhere between 10 and 15 chapters before it is done, and with luck Borni will be inspired to do anywhere from 1 to 5 drawings per chapter, maybe more. For the curious, I have included the TOC:

TABLE OF CONTENTS

EROTIC CONTENT NOTICE II
SPECIAL RECOGNITION III
ABOUT THE AUTHORS IV
CHAPTER 1: FIRST NIGHT IN ANDROANA 1
CHAPTER 2: LAW OF LUST 12
CHAPTER 3: THE CHEROKEE MYSTIC 28
CHAPTER 4: XACK’S ADVENTURES 42
CHAPTER 5: FLIDHAIS FERAL 58

Kupok and I took Kit to Arapahoe Community College this morning so that he can finally take his GED. Kit has expressed concerns about the math segment, but even if he doesn’t pass that segment, we are all pretty sure that he will pass the rest of it. I honestly think he will pass the math segment as well, but if he doesn’t then retaking a single segment is only $10.00 rather than the full $70.00 I paid for him to take the entire test.

Whether Kit gets his GED or not, I had a talk with the manager of the local Checker Auto Parts Store the other day and asked him if someone needed their GED or High School Diploma to work for him and he said no. He is familiar with Kit due to all the parts we have purchased there (mostly for my old Ford) and he gave me an application, which Kit turned in yesterday. It may be a few more weeks before we hear anything because the manager told me that he won’t need someone else until around March or April, but it is still a promising nibble.

Speaking of the Ford, it broke down on Kupok and me last week on our way to work. Kupok walked to work and I managed to finally get it into the Ford shop near where it broke down. They told me they thought it was the high pressure fuel pump. I rented a car and hunted down parts (since the parts were discontinued by Ford in 1997) and took them to Ford to install. Although AutoZone guaranteed they got me the correct parts, what they sold me was the in-take low pressure fuel pump. Ford dutifully put it in, but it cost me 2 hours of labor, not the 1 I was expecting. I am not too upset as it needed done anyway. Unfortunately, the truck still had a problem. I got it to the gas station, filled the tank all the way (for extra gravity-based fuel pressure) and then got it to the Checker near our house (this is when I spoke with the manager about Kit) and bought the high pressure fuel pump. Kit installed it that day and the Ford has been doing fine since. Yay!

In about 21 days, I will turn 36. I am planning a party/orgy at my house. Of course if I do this, the orgy part will be optional, but highly encouraged. Kupok and a few others seemed to like the idea, so if you think you might want to attend such an event, let me know. I am tentatively planning on doing this on Saturday, March 17th. It is just a pity that I don’t have a nice roomy place like Sorin and Rocky have. Their house is so nice!

Well, it is nearly time for me to leave work and go to my doctor appointment. I am sure I am missing a few things, but hey, I can always make another entry in the future!

By all the Gods I fucking hate cops! I know that I should not be this angry, bordering violently angry, but anytime I have interactions with the police I can feel the rage rising in me. On my drive in to work this morning, I was having visions of me committing great violence against cops.

I grew up with a father who hated cops and I myself was afraid of them. Throughout my youth they proved themselves to be nothing by vile, power-hungry, megalomaniacs who loved little more than to abuse their power as much as they could. In my home town, several city police made it their life’s goal to give tickets to as many teenagers as possible. My friend Tony ended up residing with one such cop one day and he reported back to me how they would set traps for the kids coming out of the high school and get them for any minor driving infraction they could think of.

Then in 1993 I had a major run-in with the police. I’ll leave the details out of it, because it is a very dark part of my past, but suffice it to say before they had me cuffed the cop had a bloody nose and in our struggling we tore the gas line out of the stove. When they put me into psychiatric evaluation it was determined that I would most likely either kill myself or the next cop I saw. Against all protocol I was escorted to the mental hospital without police accompaniment. That is where I ended up with a misdiagnosis of “soft bipolar disorder.” What I really suffer from is clinical depression and Adult ADD, but that is another entry.

My most recent experiences with police have continued to be negative, from being escorted out of a theater for swearing because I was mad that they fucked up the film to them refusing to investigate when my stereo was stolen saying that it wasn’t worth their time. Add to this the number of times that Denver police get away with killing people because they are not white or gay and it just gets my blood boiling.

Ironically, the thing that started all of this was a very minor $30 parking ticket that was my won fault. But still it shows just how much even the slightest interaction with cops can set me off.

Oh, and the title of this entry is from a poster several people were carrying when I was in Long Beach during the 1992 L.A. riots.

WARNING: The following entry is full of angst & unhealthy emotional response. ( Read only if you must. )

With the encouragement and support of my beloved mate kupok, I have updated my résumé for the first time since 2003 and applied for a new job.

When I first came to Gamma Phi Beta in 2003, I was happy here and I have stayed here longer than any other job in my life. However, I find that I am no longer really happy here (though I am not yet miserable as I was at IBM). Also, there are no more real opportunities for me to advance here. I have learned most of what I can here and to develop my skills significantly further, I need to move on.

For my first serious foray back into the job market, I set my sights no lower than the top company on the list of the top 100 companies to work for: Google, Inc. I honestly believe I am the kind of person that they are looking for. I also think that getting my foot in the door at Google will open up completely new career paths for me and that I will be able to change directions and become a programmer rather than continue as just a System Administrator.

I have nothing to loose in simply applying for the job, but I am still scared half to death and I am not exactly sure why. Perhaps I am more scared of getting it than not getting it.

First off, Kupok and I are okay.

Last Night I make it over 150 miles round trip to rescue Kupok form being stranded in Colorado Springs only to get hit by another driver on the way to work this morning! Arrrrrrgh!

Heading to work this morning we noticed that southbound I-225 was quickly clogging up. We made a quick exit at Parker Road and headed south to work via the back passage. As I was going over the off ramp from I-255 to Parker Road I looked down and I-225 was a parking lot as far as the eye could see.

Parker Road itself seemed okay and we were going gaily forward. We passed what looked like a minor accident and continued on our way. Further down, nearing the intersection of Leigh and Parker, a vehicle on our left lost control and was suddenly spinning clockwise into my lane. We collided; her front right fender to my front left fender, bumper, and lights. The icy roads allowed the force of the impact to reverse her spin 270° counterclockwise so that she was now facing northbound towards oncoming traffic. Kupok and I were simply stopped.

As soon as I knew Kupok was okay, I got out and checked on her. She appeared okay and we moved our vehicles off the road so that we could exchange insurance information and further survey the damage. Fortunately, both vehicles were drivable and after about 20 minutes we were back on our way.

Less than a mile down the road there was another, much more serious looking accident involving three vehicles from what I could see. There was a cop there so I stopped and asked him a few questions about what district I was in and where I needed to go to fill out the accident report. It ended up that we were in Aurora jurisdiction and that the report could be filled out online, which I did after getting to work.

Unfortunately, the other lady has Titan Auto Insurance and State Farm told me that they are the hardest company to work with on an accident like this. Also, according to State Farm, due to the way Titan does their billing, there is no way to be certain whether her insurance was actually active or not. When I called Titan to file the claim, I was given a claim number, but until their adjuster calls me (sometime within the next 24 hours) I will not know if her insurance is valid or not. If it is not, I am protected by State Farm against uninsured motorists, but if State Farm has to pay (even though the accident was not my fault) then I am concerned about whether they will attempt to raise my rates.

Wednesday at 11 AM I will have to take the Blazer in to an auto body shop down near where I work for a quote. Fortunately they are a company that works with both Titan and State Farm so they can do the repair regardless of who ends up paying for it.

Due to the age of the blazer (1992) there is a chance that the insurance adjuster will try to total it and just pay a salvage settlement. I suppose if that happens, so long as they do not attempt to take it (which didn’t happen when my 1980 Toyota Corolla-Tercel or my 1975 Plymouth Valliant were totaled), I am sure that I can get it to a reliable condition with whatever settlement I am able to get. However, if they offer me similar vehicle replacement, I might take them up on that due to all of the other problems the Blazer has.

Pardon me while I sit in a state of euphoria... I feel very good physically, spiritually, and emotionally.

While today started out pretty bad with me having the blazer break down on the opposite side of the city and me having to do an emergency field repair (glad it broke down in a shopping center with a Wal-Mart). I then further tore the crotch in my pants and have ruined them beyond repair. (Too many wild erections?) And then I was more than 1½ hours late calling my friend for today's BDSM play. I figured my day was ruined.

I was wrong!!!

He was still happy to cum over here, so I busied myself putting up the board on the wall that I have been procrastinating over a year on getting done. With the bondage frame now fully secure, I inserted the 8 O-rings into it. He arrived while I was doing this, but was content to wait for me to finish (so very kind) and even helped me hang my picture of a bronze statue of the god Pan, sporting a massive erection (another task that has been in procrastination just as long).

We then talked and cuddled and started playing. I wont go into more details than that without his permission, but it was a very intense scene for both of us. Right now I am quite happy and looking forward to the next time.

Outside of the bedroom activities, Kit put a new alternator in my old Ford, so we will see if that helps its reliability. We will probably still have to replace the fuel pumps, but maybe this will be enough that Kupok and I can start driving it to work and not have to worry about it breaking down on us. If so, then we will have a vehicle with a properly working heater. Yay!

In sad news, Frynge is having some problems with the company he works for and his finances got messed up because of it. I was able to do what little I could to help him, but I wish I could do more. I also wish I could do more to help my friend BJ who is also suffering serious financial troubles. I know what financial troubles are like all too well; I fight with them all the time, even at my salary. *sigh*

One additional BDSM thought though... with the bed finally finished maybe Kupok and I can enjoy some marshmallow play and hopefully Marko will get to experience some of the things he has been fantasizing about! *evil grin*