heat, work and fuck ups.

Soupy humid hot. So much in fact that the air itself could hold the weight of an 8 ounce beer. Bottled.

Luckily work consisted of a boss free day, he is off to entertain his florida girlfriend and her 4 y.o. son.  Luckily for me when they are together he knocks boots like mad and he comes in relieved. Or so it was last time when he went down there to see her.

My boss’ reluctance to commit to a real calendar of templates and installations is bordering on insanity and from what I understand from others and the sentiment I catch from contractors people are just not happy.

This worries me. Alot. I mean if he drives away business this can/will hurt my chances of being there full time.

Currently we are working on 2 massive proposals and if they materialize which is what our source from the inside says we are probably going to get. This is some assurance but the competition on the stone work is stiff.

In other news Nina and I had a massive fight on saturday, just ugly and the details blurred. I hate being sucked into it and part of it was my fault which sucks. I hate being any slource for something as ugly as this rough back and forth. I just can’t seem to put the breaks on my anger and then my mouth shoots off. Just hateful brutal things.

Like I’ve said before I don’t play fair, sometimes I just wish there was a danger sign that floated over me. At least then folks would stay away.

Far away.

Nothing more to report this evening….