The Job prep continues. I spent 'bout 1.5 hours getting new pants yesterday. They rock. They have those sweet "comfort straps" so that when you sit down or put on like 25 pounds they still fit comfortably. Two of those and a pair of throwback dockers to when I wore them for gradeschool. Yes, those kinds of pants. Too big in the waist, to long in the inseem and that very washed out gray that you see on Catholic grade school students. I'm going retro in my own, personal very lame way.

Today was the hair cut and buying a belt that isn't all busted up. Belt is also dockers, continuing in the retro trend, and its got a fairly simple but large, dull steel buckle. I like it. And the hair cut. This was odd. In fact, so odd to me, it gets its own paragraph.

I'm going to the barber I tried to go to last time but was closed because it was a monday. Roll in. Get immediately taken care of. Now, its not the head honcho, but he's got a line and no one else does, so I go with the dude. I'm thinking, "I'll get a good hair cut and he was the only person to call me over." So I go, sit down. Throw down with the standard, "short on the sides, back and trim the top" which essentially means to the barber,"I don't know or care so do whatever the fuck you want, just don't make me any uglier than I already am." He starts cutting. First time I've ever had someone use a set of clippers with guard engaged and a comb. It was good. Gotta get that again. The weird part was how it ended. It ended like RoTK, ie about 12000 times. First, he uses the short hair trimmer, and oh my god...

What the hell am i doing? Is my life really this sad that I'm giving a blow-by-fucking-blow account of a goddamned haircut?!? Sweet shit, I can't wait for my fucking job to start.

Okay, I know it was a problem when I was drinking everyday, but at least I had stories to tell and share. And this grog didn't stare at me everyday and say shit like,"you neglect me Pat, why do you leave me all alone?"

Oh wait, right. I'm supposed to have cohorts. I'm calling you out Haji, where's the love? You jerkhole.
- posted by Pat @ 7:35 PM