I have a date Wednesday.

What, a real date?

Yes, a real date.

I can't say exactly how I feel about this, other than a little wierd. What the hell is a date anyway? Don't ask me, kids. I'm horrid at the whole date/relationship/anything like it, as of late. I pretty much go out for coffee and watch wrestling. Next thing you know, I'll be opening beer cans with my toes.

Right.

That's the long and short of what's going on. Everything else is still the same, I'm stagnant right now in all other affairs.

EXCEPT- living arrangements. I'm moving in with some friends in two weeks because my bills are eating me alive right now. We'll see how this goes. I'm a bit worred about it right now.

And I got two raises. In two weeks.

If I haven't filled you in before, let me do so now. I have a company car. One which I was paying for.

Two weeks ago, the bosses tell me from on high that the company will be footing the bill for the car insurance. Angels sang, lights came down from heaven and my finances suddenly felt a little better.

Flip to last Tuesday. (Know where this is going yet? Good little psychic readers that you are.) I'm sitting there on my lunch hour, as I had went to the office for lunch because I was in class last week, my boss motions for me to come sit closer to him.

Usually, this starts innocently then ends in a tirade of dirty and/or mean jokes getting hurled at each other. This ends with me telling my boss something to the effect of, "Fuck you, you fucking fuck." Basically, things anyone else would get fired for.

He leans over to me, with my other boss looking on and I wait for it. The dirty joke. None comes. Instead he almost whispers (as our nosy sales guy was sitting right there), "We're giving you another raise, Kat."

Then the dirty joke comes, my other boss says, "Show me your tongue," to which I do then say, "Do I get my raise?" in my best porno star getting an award impression. He replies, "I got mine, so why not?" Laughter ensues, then the other boss stops and says, "Now really, we're going to be paying for your car payment now too."

Again, angels sing, the lights shine down from heaven and added to this is the huge fuck-off schoolgirl grin plastered on my face.

Like an idiot, I say, "Really?" and of course they laugh at me for being so fucking rediculous.

Okay, now really, that IS the long and short of what's been going on. Most of it is in my professional life. My personal life, more aptly, my life when I'm totally alone, is much the same state that it was in when I wrote a few weeks ago.

Honestly, I'm not going totally leave this place. I'm sure I'll update from time to time like I have until I can better express what's going on, but there's too much here to just abandon it all. Like I said before, the bulk of that battle is over in LJ anyhow, if you're feeling really voyeuristic.