I have absolutely nothing to say today. Nothing. Sure I could bitch and moan about how more and more pop-ups are getting past my pop-up blocker. Who clicks that shit anyway? Who?!?! Somebody out there must be or else there wouldn't be so many goddamned pop-up ads. Christ I hate them. I hate the ads and I hate the people clicking the ads. Stop it already! If you've not gotten over your small penis, crap finance rate on your mortgage and the sad state of your porn collection, it's unlikely a pop-up ad is going to help you now.
I might also find it easy to whine about how I'm having a terrible time adjusting to being unemployed. But Diana, what about the contract work you were going to do? I hear you ask. Well, the sum total of my contract work last week was three hours. Three. I'd do better to quit it completely and collect unemployment. I have a couple local help wanted rags in front of me. An ad on the front page of one of these publications is seeking independent contractors to drive/deliver for FedEx. Qualifications are (among others): No felony convictions. Fuck. Foiled again I am.
I could even go on about how the shitters at the collection agency called my home again Saturday night. [ed note: see Thursday's audblog for details.] By the time I picked up the phone and noted the number on the caller ID, it had stopped ringing. I nearly called the number back just so I could scream at them. But it was Saturday, I'd had a few beers and was feeling too mellow to bother. But when they call again....oh when they call again. I plan to give as much grief as possible to the poor sod at the other end of the line. Call me again will you. We'll just see about that.

But in the end, instead filling my blog with a futile rant nobody gives a piss about I decided to post something upbeat. I've lost three pounds since February 2nd. This morning I did an hour on the treadmill followed up by a circuit with the free weights all while watching Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. Having a home gym in the basement really is the shit. Once upon a time I weighed 118lbs. That my friends, is my ultimate goal. Sure it's just a number, but it's a good one.