Because it appears most people don't read the comments, I'm pretending that people other the authors, my sister and Joe read this, I will end the tension: she totally stood me up. Life? Life is not quite so awesome.

But I have found that getting egregiously drunk at a party that is decidedly "not that kind of party" and then wandering around DC helps nothing. However, I did have a spiffy new hangover to show off.

Hint: it was a lot like all the hangovers I've had in the past except my bed was an hour drive away and I couldn't call anyone to crash on their couch because I lost their phone numbers. I am an idiot.

I am surly and doing my best to piss of my next boss before he his even my boss. I do not like him! January is going to be a banner month for sick days!

Oh, and if you have to buy a new CD, Spoon is fucking spectacular. Just Rad-tacul-some.
- posted by Pat @ 4:18 PM

 
BAM!

Hot off the presses of Pat Christopher Inc. is the latest assignment for our intrepid explorer. That location? Oh no, just telling you is much too easy. And, really, where is the story telling skill of that? That's booooring. And we here at P.C. Inc. pride ourselves on non-boring activities.

Like shooting pidgeons. Fucking rats of the sky they are.

Some hints
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It is someplace I have been drunk (hah, doesn't really narrow it down much)
I have, at a minimum, one friend there (possibly not actual number)
It is on a discrete side of the Mason Dixon line (hint: north)
I already have a house there.

Did you guess Detroit? If you did, that was awfully stupid. Why the fuck would I have a house in Detroit? That town is a hole. Maybe Haji will bitch about it later. I think he's got a good rant about it.

No, no, I've been reassigned to Chicago. Yep, back in the home office. Not sure if anyone else here remembers what happened last time I was working. C'mon people, lets all hop in our bosses-are-fucking-stupid machines and go!

~~~~~~~
Time: June, 2006
Place: Downtown Chicago, IL

P.C.: Oh man, I fucking hate it here.
Co-Worker: So why don't you get another job.
P.C.: Well, I did get an offer for 10 grand more a year last night. But I dunno.
Boss: Oh, hey, why don't you go work in Tucson and not leave the firm.
P.C.: Yeah, that works.

~~~~~~~

So obviously, the thing to do is send me back to Chicago. Now, its not quite done yet. The next super brilliant idea is what, exactly, I'll be doing out there. Now I'm a developer and I've made it very clear that I am happy(ish) being a developer. But I also know my life will not be any better if I am doing something else; say QA.

I have threatened to quit at the thought of QA. Even though I would have owed them 5000 dollars I didn't have. Why, I wonder, would I accept it now? Oh right, I'm weak willed and hate change. Awesome. At least I know the only way out is booze, whores and a car crash that would make rock stars turn around and say 'wow'.

Well, that's it for us here at P.C. Inc. We don't really hate life, we just hate ourselves and project.
- posted by Pat @ 2:47 PM