  Work was just a clusterfuck of manic proportions this week, thanks to a talk radio dj that the folks around my office decided was a bad seed. Of course, it's hard to argue with them when you hear what he says for yourself. I felt sorry for the guy, it sounded to me like he was leaking anger from every pore. When he opened his mouth, it was a geyser. Wrote down a few choice bits in an email and shot it off into the ether. That afternoon, he went on the air and was immediately taken by his wrath. I listened to him call me a sewer rat. I heard him cry out that his rights were being violated. I smelled something in his voice... Fear. I think he realized he was in trouble. But he was so angry about it, so mad with rage, that I felt sorry for him. I copied down his words and gave them to my boss - who smiled and announced that we had fresh ammuniton.
I had done my part...for now. Felt a bit thrilling in a way, but not simply because I thought we actually had a chance to bring this guy down. I felt the way I used to feel in the newsroom of the school paper. The ethrill of an exciting story and something big...and being a part of it somehow. It was a hard week to tackle, but I feel good about it. Lost a coworker on Friday who worked in IT.
It turns out she had been blackmailing someone high up. The freaky part was that she was happy about getting fired. Apparently she had been trying for months. Going out with the boys tonight to network with other jocks. Horoscope scolded me today, I'm guessing for my behavior last night. Lesson learned, point taken. I know I met the third ghost last night. I'm just a little confused because I think I know who the second was...but I don't remember the first. Mardi Gras comes Tuesday, as do my final days as a regular smoker of all things. Making the switch to gum, we'll see how it goes. I'm limiting myself to parties from now on, and thank goodness they don't happen much often anymore.
I guess you could say this is like lent, except for the long term. I really hope I can go through with it. Finalized my tattoo idea today. Once it's inked, I figure things will change. Call it an action of faith, if you will. I think I need to hit Venice up for a henna version to be sure. I should do that before I go to New York... 
