Been a while. My promotion went through and my time has been eaten away by the job. This has been my first weekend off in quite some time so I've spent a lot of it lying around. Last night I did got to Fenian's to see SPOT and Albert play with Scott, Aimee, Mike, and Barry. Paul and Lydia did eventually show up and Paul and I sent text messages back and forth for a bit from across the table. Silliness, I know.
This week has been a further adjustment week. I'm settling into the manager thing well, but I'm worried about the cost on my soul as it were. The pay is good, but when do I spend it? Also, I'm trying to find a way to deal with the stress and so far it isn't working well. I've had trouble sleeping and had quite a few headaches. I see Byron next Friday (which is my next day off) so I'll have plenty to delve into there.
I have an urge to write but I don't have anything specific in my. I know I'd like to write some short horror stories but I don't know about what.

I'm tired of rain. It seems like it's been raining for weeks and my yard is full of mushrooms. I hate the damned things. I don't know why, but I do. I hate the look of them, I hate their sheer numbers and I hate them being in my yard.

That's it. I'm taking a nap.