Ohhhhhh...this day simply can't drag on any slower, my God!

I have little motivation to do any more work than I have...and it's ridiculous, because it's not like there's nothing to be done. Just nothing pressing right this minute.

I have to call a Canadian cookie/cracker company to set up a feature...probably will just do that on Monday. I'm trying to get a local wholesale bakery (south side, actually, about a mile from my parents' house) to agree to a feature. Other than that, I'm sitting here, watching the clock and trying to keep busy. It's not easy. :)

I just can't wait for softball later...I just hope I find the field OK...

Ah well...back to "work" I go...

If I go to my grave without having ever tried to make or eat this, I will be sorely disappointed. :)

Last night was the last night...wait, yeah, that's right...of my ballpark work for the season. Now I await my final paychecks and my big bonus check. Woohoo! :)

I've been here nearly two months, and already my computer pisses me off. Then again, I should have expected that. CPUs in the workplace seem to rarely ever work right because they don't hire enough people to take care of them or spend enough money to take care of them. Nevermind that, in this business, the CPU is the lifeblood. Oh well, what do I know, right? :)

The plan, as of now, is for me to board Kazak in The Brook and live with my parents for a little while. My stuff will have to go into storage or something, I guess...I'm paranoid of leaving anything that cannot move (i.e., other than Kazak) in Bolingbrook, particularly after the flood. Even if it only happens once in a blue moon. Plus, it would simply be too much to lug out there and back so frequently.

Tonight, the landlord is coming by to show the apartment, so I have to hang out at the house until he gets there and is done. At least I can relax a little bit, I guess...catch up on my video game playing or something.

And tomorrow I start up fall softball in Forest Park. This league is 14-inch mushball...but the guys can wear gloves too. I don't know if I will do that...it's tough enough to fit a 12-inch softball into a glove, let alone a 14-inch softball. So we'll see...

And Saturday, Gina, me and my dad are going to the NSRA Nationals in Kalamazoo. I've gone before, and it's a lot of fun...at least for me. It's really cool to see all the old vehicles...all the cars and trucks there are pre-1949 models, so you're talkin' really old. Someday my dad will have his 32 Ford up and going...someday...and he'll be driving it there and displaying it with pride, I'm sure. :)

Ah well, that's enough for now.

So apparently Blogger's all messed up or something, because I was unable to post this entry at home last night and now I'm having trouble here at work...stupid technology...

So much for that, the jackass old fart wouldn't go more than $8,000 below his asking price. So our realtor told them to take a hike...which is what we would have done. It's not worth it for only that little bit lower, especially when condos in that complex went for only as high as we were willing to go, and they probably weren't in as sad shape as this piece of shit. In fact, the one that went for the highest price we were willing to go to had a refurbished kitchen. Shit, my parents' former kitchen was newer than the crap this asshole had in his.

Fucking delusional old farts. I hope his shit sits all winter long and he comes crawling back to us. Then, our highest asking price will drop at least $2,000, if not more.

So back to the drawing board, which is pretty empty right now. I looked at the entire North Side, north of Addison and east of Western down to downtown, and found pretty much nothing. A handful of places, but realtor.com doesn't say anything about pets, so who knows if any are even available to us.

Oh well...we're running out of time. I have to find a place to store my stuff and then a place to live for a few weeks...or more.

Well, better news this time on the condo front. We actually got a counter-offer...and then we countered too. So we're waiting again. Our initial bid was $20,000 less than the asking price, and the guy went down almost $5,000. But that's not enough for the work the place needs, and his realtor told our realtor, "He's a stubborn old man." Ha! Tough shit for him. We're stubborn young people with money we can't throw away...Our realtor said, "Does he realize that the place needs a minimum of $10,000 worth of work?" The guy really didn't update anything in the place, and it shows. That is, of course, with top-of-line work that it needs that much. Since this isn't going to be our "permanent" residence, we're not planning on breaking the bank on things...so, we upped the bid $4,000, and we patiently await a response. We're about $6,000 away from what we absolutely will pay for this place, which is about $11,000 less than the asking price.

Meanwhile, I drafted my third and final fantasy team for the year...this team is a 10-team league with less-stringent rules for number of players per position, but I decided to just double the starting lineup (except QB). Here's THIS team:
QB: Vick (2nd rd.)
RB: A. Green (1), S. Davis (3), Henry (5), T. Jones (7)
WR: Andre Johnson (4), K. Robinson (6), Wayne (8), Jimmy Smith (9)
TE: F. Jones (10), Graham (13)
PK: Kasay (12), Conway (15)
Def: Indy (11), Jacksonville (14)

Here we go, Take Two of "Get a Condo"...

We're putting in a bid for the Edison Park condo today, hopefully. We'd like to go see it once more, for the hell of it and "just in case" we missed something the first time. We, again, are planning on low-balling these folks...the difference is, this place has been on the market for several weeks, whereas the last place we bid on was brand new. So low-balling might be feasible here. Wish us luck... :)

I drafted my first fantasy team (other than Ghetto Bowl) yesterday...not supremely happy with it, only because I deviated from my normal strategy in this league, which is, "Let the other people in the league take chances and stick to consistent producers with little risk." This league is full of chance-taking owners...examples? How about Brian Westbrook going in the first round? Or Thomas Jones being drafted before Peyton Manning? Or Tony Gonzalez in the third round and Santana Moss and Willis McGahee back-to-back in the fourth round? I was OK with my team, but tell me what you think. (Sidenote, I was disappointed at my lack of James Taylor knowledge...after my first three picks, which were not taken by design and were James, Taylor, Ward, I wanted to go with the James Taylor-related motif, but I blanked...)

QBs: Brady (10th rd.), Carr (11th). RBs: James (1), Taylor (2), K. Jones (5), G. Jones (7), A Thomas (13), J. Jackson (14). WRs: Ward (3), Mason (4), R. Smith (6), Burleson (12). TE: Winslow (8). PK: Kasay (15). D/ST: Kansas City (9). We usually load up on RBs and WRs and then drop someone on bye weeks for TEs, PKs and DSTs...it's the best strategy for this league. Some people even only draft one QB and deal with it later.

Ah well...off to do condo-riffic things... :)