it's me, scott.

today has been a mixed-feelings sort of day. please allow me to explain.

waking up this morning was very pleasant! i woke up without feeling tired and slamming my hand down onto the snooze button, took a shower, and drove to work. it was a nice drive, and traffic was relatively light.

i got out of my car and realized, wow! this is really nice weather! i checked around online, and found out that we have a high of 72 today in nashville. 72! in the beginning of februrary! rock on.

i took the elevator upstairs, sat down at my desk, and checked my email. and what do i find? an email from my team lead, offering me a free (free!) ticket to the predators game tonight! "this is going to be a good day!", i thought.

my phone rang, and i picked it up, and said "can i get your name?"

"scott, my name is dick payne." replied the voice on the other end of the phone.

obviously, i had to put dick on hold at this point to keep from laughing at him. dick payne! when i answer my telephone early in the morning, i get dick payne! oh oh, i am so immature, but this really made my day.

in fact, that has been the high point of my day so far. let's skip to lunch, and write a lunch haiku:

jersey mike's sandwich
cannot buy without money
snickers bar, i guess.

i mean, i should have known it when i walked into the gas station to withdraw money from an AMSOUTH atm. amsouth is, in case you didn't know, satan. and when i went to withdraw money, amsatan told me i was overdrawn. grr! i am so bad with money, internet. so horrible! i have absolutely no money management skills. if you would like to help me out, please contact me and we can work out some sort of a plan where you sent me money. thanks.

so, my lunch today consists of a snickers bar, adn free dr pepper obtained from the break room. i spent most of the hour sitting outside and smoking, just for spite.

lunch tomorrow will be interesting! i am supposed to go out with heath (maybe the fourth day in a row that i try to go to jersey mikes will actually involve a jersey mikes sandwich?). this, of course, will involve the purchase of a sandwich with $6 in quarters, as this is all the cash that i currently have.

good day, bad day.

this afternoon, i hope that things pick up for me. the predators game will obviously make up for my crappy lunch ordeal, but i'm still angry about it.

send money.

love,
scott.