The whole being married thing is working out well. There are a few changes that have occured in our relationship, but for the most part everything has stayed pretty much the same. We love being together and that is really all that matters. As Jessica's Nana always tells me "If you love each other in your heart nothing can come between you." Old people are so cool because they know so much. I hope to be cool when I am all old.
I hate my job. That is the plain and simple of the whole situation. I have this sinking feeling that I am going nowhere in my life. That and I want to kill my supervisor. Everytime he comes up to my desk I want to take my pen and stab him in his fat head. After some experience I have come to one conclusion: Never work for a small business in which the owners brother-in-law got his supervisor job just because he beat up his wife, went to prison and couldn't get a job when he got out. Needless to say I am looking for a new place of employment, but that is a slow process. I do deserve to be making more money than I am. I hate work. I hate working. I like being able to pay my bills and buy cool shit. What a vicious circle this is. Everytime I start thinking about it I realize that this whole getting older thing is total fucking bullshit. We fucking had it made in high school and college. No fucking bills, no fucking full time jobs and few fucking worries. The only thing we didn't have was total freedom. Granted, now that I have lived in my own house and stood on my own two feet I could never go back but if someone had only told me how much this all sucked sometimes I might have just played dumb and stayed immature and irresposible. Well, things could be worse, I could have a kid (knock on wood).