I haven't posted for a while and there is no real reason why. My sleep schedule has been pretty fucked up lately, I'm not sure why. Work stress has been incredible lately, so much that I feel Dennis is starting to put a nice sizeable gap between us at work lately. I will fix that this week―cos when me and him are closest work seems to be the best.
Third-shift has this new guy (actually the roommate of Justin) who claims to be working four jobs, one of which is a prep-cook at Copper Dock, which Jon found absolutely incredible. Found a Progressive Onion Chopper on the back shelf at work, fucking culinary graduates using stupid, fucking senseless tools to get basic kitchen tasks done. Incredible!
I don't have much else to report other than I just wanted to chime in so there wasn't too much of a gap.
Wife was in Ixonia all weekend doing her UKC trials with Stalin. He hosted a Smash City event the first day brining home two ribbons. He was dead as shit that night, and didn't qualify the following day (Sunday). He faulted a few times, but I think the poor PuPu was a little tired. When I'm tired, or hungry I'm cranky and don't feel like following orders―can't imagine a dog who mimics his masters would be any different.
Been feeling lazy in the kitchen a bit lately as well, the Dinner log is missing quite a few days, not that I didn't cook (but I didn't twice this week!) but just so fucking lazy that I feel beside my normal routine. Work stress brings on need for excitement so I have been sharpening my nearly-lost Forza Horizon skills. We'll need to hop back on that bandwagon again soon, indeed.
I want to [buy a book](http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/gristle-moby/1102505867?ean=9781595581914) that Moby came out with in 2010 called _"Gristle: From Factory Farms to Food Safety (Thinking Twice About the Meat We Eat)" ._ I have to be honest with myself for a moment and realize I was feeling guility the **entire** time I was eating Golden Chicken on Saturday. Speaking of Golden Chicken, Jill said her Sister (or good friend) does the books for Golden Chicken in WEST BEND. Need to look into that.
Off to work, another solo Monday, I'm really sick of these fucking days.