happy new year, kids

and not hung-over, unreal for me. woke up with a delish earache, as big daddy is wont to get this time of year, but no big deal; you'll recall i stockpile antibiotics in my fridge like the good little hypochondriac i am, so when i leave the mancat compound, i'll certainly indulge.

have had the last week off, whee, and loving my indolence and solitude. some home, some long island, some mancat, repeat. tomorrow i head back to the asylum where, if you can fucking believe it, big bossman asked me to apply for a promotion in another part of the division in which i work now. can you believe... they clearly have no idea how much i dick off at work (though many of you know, har har.) still, i put in for it. why not? more money is a good thing. and getting out of my current job would be a great thing.

got my rate reduced at the shitay gym to which i belong: happy as a clam at high tide, they owe me. (but i will say the new branch they put in two blocks away is deluxe as hell, i couldn't believe it when i walked in. and the GM is this little muffin who eye fucks every guy when he walks in, a whore after me own heart.)

got a shiny new 'razr' cel (i'll be the envy of all the queens in chelsea) from the fine folks at t-mobile (NOT) for free, and got a bill adjustment just yesterday. 'you are correct sir. we'll take care of that credit in this month's billing cycle.' really, 2007 is the year of the 10014runner. watch and see... the wheels of change are amongst me, and karma seems to be going my way. maybe i should stop stealing candy from children and assaulting the elderly and homeless? hmm? just a thought.

nah, i'll leave that for 2008.