I don't have much

to say today. I'm glad it's Friday. I am working late tonight and tomorrow a little. I'm mad at the swimming association because they notified us swimmers of a swim Saturday, and if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have said "OK" when they asked me to work. I sent them and email, not too nasty, a little.
I need to go diving, hopefully Sunday, and we'll be car shopping this weekend too. (For the OI Girl, not me)

I'm getting ready to get pissed off at a guy at work. He tells my boss things like "Tell Mark to stop by when he gets a chance". He can call me his damn self. I have too much work to do to be running and seeing what he wants while he's playing video games for 55 minutes out of every hour. I am probably not being reasonable in being offended. Maybe he's having technical difficulties with something, but I get the feeling he sit's at his desk and tries to 'issue commands'.
I don't want to get myself all wound up about that so early. I hate it when I feel like this.

I'm looking forward to the weekend. I'm too busy, as usual, but I'm looking forward to the beach and some diving. I don't think I have never gone so long without going to the beach as long as I've been here.

My shirt today is the same color as this text. I used to call it babyshit green, but now I call it wasabi green.