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This question is for my Memphis peoples:

Do any of you know anyone who's selling a GMC Sonoma or Chevy S-10 cheap? My dad needs a vehicle, because I'm about to lose it. I haven't been able to get a good night's rest in nearly two weeks. By that, I mean sleeping until I have to get up for work, or not hearing an alarm at all on my days off. The thing is that he works Mon-Sat right now, and I'm always working on Sun, so I have no days to catch up, either. :(

My dad's getting to me, since he doesn't thank me, doesn't offer gas money, and hasn't done a single damn thing to look for a new vehicle. He hasn't even asked at his church, which puzzles me. He's waiting on my uncle to find someone with a truck to sell. He won't check the papers, and it's really beginning to piss me off. He's taking a WEEK off of my gas economy. I could get to and from work 4.5 times with the gas I'm using to take him to work. So, my gas expenditure is going up, but I'm getting nothing in the way of compensation.

At first, I didn't mind for a couple of days. Not a big deal, ya know? But, if I was without a car, I would have offered gas money by now. Don't worry on that count, though. I plan on bringing it up on Monday. I've been very patient, taking him to work for two weeks so far, without even a "Thank you, Anthony, for getting up early to bring me to work."

Anyway, if anyone knows of anybody who is selling a truck, please let me know. I'd be eternally grateful.

Will it never end?

I tell you, if work stays this stressful, I'm going to truly lose my mind. I took those days off to recuperate, but I don't feel any better than I did. Well, some perhaps, but not much, and certainly not enough. Today really tried my patience, ability, and skill. I think. During the day, I had to deal with one customer who wanted to know why she couldn't use her debit card to purchase a money order, and I dealt with a guy who was convinced that our guest care clerk shortchanged him, and that I was covering for her.* It also got rather busy by the middle of the day.

I'm also learning about a bunch of new things that we're going to have to handle in accounting, and I'm worried about being able to deal with them. Intellectually, I am aware that I will adapt and overcome, because that's how I am, but panicking and worrying beforehand is also how I am. Only time will tell, right?

I received a call from Charles tonight. It appears that he and his fiancee are going to Riviera Maya for their honeymoon. The place is bloody beautiful. Double jacuzzis, tv, room service, and just about everything covered in the package price. And it's got a great view of the ocean.

And the saddest part is that I was looking at how much sky was available (via the virtual web tour), and wishing I was going, simply to do some night-sky oberving. :) I mean, it's far enough south that you can see Alpha Centauri (after midnight, around 1am local time), and the sky is full of constellations that we of the continental US probably have never seen. *sigh*

At any rate, he wasn't just calling to rub it in my face. :) He asked me if I would house sit, and watch their pets, for them while they're gone. Interestingly enough, I was already going to be taking a vacation that week, so now I have somewhere I can stay that doesn't look like where I am now. (Which SHOULD mean that I can relax.) They have a stereo, tv, and dvd player, so I can take some movies. They also have a PS2, but I don't really play anything anymore. I suppose I could take my PSX games and cards, and play those to see if they really look better. All that quiet, too would mean that I could probably iron out some details for my campaign.

What I'd like to do is find something else to do while I'm there. Not really stay there the whole time, but get out occasionally, and have a different place to come back to than my house in Frayser. I'll admit I'd like to entertain someone over there, but I don't know anyone of the right gender. (Snuggling up to watch a movie with a dude doesn't sound like my idea of fun.) It'll be a lot of quiet time, to be sure, except when the pets want attention, but that's to be expected.

Well, I work 5a-1p tomorrow, and I don't feel stressed out about getting up, even though it's the same time as I have been. Perhaps it's because I'm not taking my dad to work. We have another game of the Valdar campaign tomorrow, too, which'll be fun. Ashe is one level of fighter away from taking Exotic Weapon Proficiency (Arrow, Handheld).**

Monday, I have to do a bunch of maintenance on my car, since its tags expire at the end of the month. I've been saving up for this, and my pessimistic mind has me thinking that I don't have enough, but I'll just have to wait and see. Good night, all.

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* - Fuck him. I just wanted to say that. He had no cause to think like that.
** - It pays to have a DM who is an lotr_addict, and feels justified allowing it because Legolas could do it in the movies. Watch out for my "Mounted Combat (Oliphaunt)" feat next!

Shit..

There's always next year, my ass.