October 2014 has been one of the busiest months I've ever had to live through.  I'm so busy I'm just going to say, here's the update.

Wed, Oct 1, Today was the last day for the PC portion of my computer class for seniors.  Two of the ladies in class were chatting it up, and I felt like I had to talk over them, rather than tell them to be quiet, because of their age.  Of course, ten minutes after I explained something they missed because they were talking, they raise their hand and ask me how to do what I already went over.  I wanted to tell them, "Well, if you had been listening.. " But, what I did say is, "We already talked about that," and left it at that.
We not only have the new super printer in the basement, but we also have a few public copier/printer upstairs.  Today, we took it out for a test toast.  A patron needed some copies made and an enlargement.  It took the tech guy some work, but he finally got the enlargement to work.  Boy was it busy today.  There was a stretch where it was a question followed by another question followed by another question.  In the morning I went down stairs to set-up the printer.  There still a lot of work to be done before the printer is fully functional.  But, we're definitely getting there.  In between all this stuff a semi regular patron came in, boobs popping out (as shown above).  I try not to stare at those balloons, but it's really difficult because they are just so in my face.  Especially when she comes up to the reference desk and I'm sitting down and she bends down towards me.  I mean come on!  I'd be smothered in those boobs.  Doesn't mean I wouldn't LIKE to be smothered though.
Dinner with TheGirl was the same as usual.  I tried to set-up the iPod that I got her for her birthday with the monitoring software that I sometimes use at home.  When she went to walk her dog I washed some of the dishes, then tried to find the spot in her little compound where the wifi signal she's stealing bandwidth from was strongest.  It turns out the neighbor to the south has an open connection.  I had to sit in her little back yard, in the dark, so I could get a strong enough signal to set the iPod up.  It's set, but not totally set.  The thing, where she wants to place it, will have a spotty connection.  So, my set-up is only half done.  The app is running on her iPod, but now we have to find a place for it, and have to make sure that we can get it close enough to the signal to actually do what it has to do.
I nearly forgot, the random pretty girl in the pictures above is a girl I've followed for at least five years, maybe more.  I posed this photo of her because she's now a model.  When I first saw her she was just some girl from South America who posted a bunch of pictures on her photo blog.  She's so pretty.

Thu, Oct 2, Route day!  Let me start by saying that the girl I named TreasuryGirl is a marvel.  She gets prettier and prettier every time I see her.  She's gorgeous.  I wish she would let me photograph her.  I wish I could muster the courage to ask her to pose.  Anyway, the route was chill today, despite the heat.  It wasn't that hot though.  A few weeks ago when it was in the 100s, now that was a bitch to deal with.  This weather, not so much.  Made my rounds like usual.  When I got to my last branch TheGirl's friend K asked me about the photos posted on FB.  I just went to look for the photos, and I don't see any on TheGirl's FB page.  Hmm.  K sakes a lot of questions about TheGirl.  I voiced it to TheGirl that I think K is obsessed with her or me or both of us.  Sure would like to see K naked.  She's a tragic character though, because it seems like she married because she had to.  Bullshit!  I got back to home base and had dinner between jobs with So-so.  That's when TheDesire texted me.
I put my photos up on display the other day.  Of course I picked the one that TheDesire likes, hoping that she would spot it.  Well, today she finally did.  Said she wanted to buy it.  I told her I would sell it to her for a dollar.  She said she would take me to dinner, "or something."  I told her that was fair.  Ha!  Of course it's fair!  Then she sent me a text that I will admit could mean nothing, but my mind fixated on it because of the potential.  As you can see above, she says, "Can't wait to hang it in our house."  Of course the "lol" and the "j/k" adds to what she said.  But I've learned that people don't voice such things unless they are thinking them in the first place.  I don't know that my response was a good one.  But, I had to throw it out there.  Had to.  Boy, I have really asked the Universe for a lot lately.  This is either the granting of some of that wish, or a set-up to more mockery later.  I mean come on, that's not something you just say.  So-so said that it was probably an innocent remark, and not to read too much into it.  She's likely right, but I DO want to read more into it, because it was such a nice thing to hear.  It's wishful thinking, of course.  It was probably just a throwaway remark, like So-so says.  Oh, but if it's not, I'm going to HAVE to make a play when we go to dinner.  Have to.
Then came job two, San Marino.  This month I'll be working there four out of the five Thursdays of the month.  I like the extra money, but working a four hour shift after working seven hours on the route is pretty tiring.  Thankfully the four hours is pretty quiet.  Tonight I went down to the basement to set-up the giant printer.  It took about an hour and a half to get all the little things put together.  But, we now have a gigantic printer.  I may go on Saturday to finish up the installation and take it for a test toast.  Also, to escape my aunt and the heat.  It's supposed to be over 100 on Saturday in El Valle.  No thank you.

Fri, Oct 3, It's strange that though I'm working one hour less on Fridays my day doesn't feel any shorter.  If anything, it feels a little longer.  The best new thing about Fridays is that TheDesire now works on Fridays.  She told me that she's now going to have Mondays off.  I checked our online scheduling and saw that she is now working Tuesdays through Saturdays.  I'll have three chances during the week to see her.  Damn, I do like just looking at her.
A few of my coworkers have really commented on liking a the photo TheDesire named "Life's Elegy."  Of course I already mentioned why I put that particular photo up on display.  But aside from that that's the photo that everyone comments on.  I like that.  The publicity guy at the library was telling me to write up a quick little blurb so he could post it online and have a link to my website.  Woo!  Hopefully someone will see them.
I'm not sure why I'm so tired these days.  After work I started talking to Dane and I found myself falling asleep as I sat outside the library talking.  It was nuts.  It wasn't a physical tired though, it was a mental tiredness.  I went home and crashed after having a little something to eat.

Sat, Oct 4, I had planned on going into work today and getting some more done with that giant printer.  But things didn't work out that way.  My buddy was coming over so we could get some tacos.  He usually gets off work at 4pm.  However, his hours were cut and he was now leaving at 2pm.  That meant I had to be back at my place by around that time.  That meant leaving my job at around 1pm.  By the time I hit the road it was already 11am.  Driving out to San Marino to work only two hours wasn't an appealing thought.  Instead of doubling back right away I got off the freeway at Travel Town.  I decided to go take some pictures.  I took a few, but the heat and my lethargic state prevented me from staying too long.  I went home and took a nap.
My buddy showed up little after 2:30 and we chatted it up for a little bit.  Then went to get some tacos.  I decided I wanted to try something else, so I ordered a burrito, and my buddy ordered some nachos.  The girl behind the counter took our orders.  She was a Surly Duff.  Pretty, but not overly pretty, but with a sour puss.  She was new.  I tried to make small talk with her about the menu board being new, she with a shrug she just said, "Meh."  OK.  A few minutes later she comes up to us and says that they only have enough meat for one of the orders, she wants us to decide who gets the carne asada.  What??  My buddy pointed out that there was a grill FULL of carne asada.  We didn't question it, because what do we know.  My buddy let me have the carne asada.  The burrito was good, but I should have asked for some sour cream and maybe avocados.  That would have made it that much better.
Satiated we went back to my place to chat it up.  We watched random things on the TV, a few episodes of the show Friday Night Lights.  We didn't drink though, because of the heat.  At the end of the night my buddy says, "How do we always have something to talk about?"  Because, there's so much to talk about.

Sun, Oct 5, Work was crazy today.  We had a flood of patrons come at us.  I took it in stride.  I did my best to help everyone.  If someone wasn't satisfied, well too bad.  I'm only one person.  Still, today was nuts. And then it calmed down long enough to have this woman who I asked out for coffee a few years ago come back into my life.  She met with me a few months ago and did some life coaching.  I only met with her once, because she was charging me.  I'm a poor guy.  I can't be throwing away money on life coaches.  Still, she's nice.  She also has HUGE boobs.  That's what I'd like to get to know.  She's a little strange, but boy does she have a killer figure.  She's trying to help me out with my photos.  I know she's doing it because she expects some money from this.  I don't mind that.  Just wish someone would just do this for me and then we'd figure out money. After work I bought myself a burger and then went to buy a few things my aunt wanted at the 99 cent store.  The street I turned on is San Pasqual (shown above).  I didn't really know this street, but it was sure pretty tonight.

Mon, Oct 6, My cousin's husband shows up this morning with a huge box full of American cheese slices.  Ninty-six slices!  They're for my cousin's kids, who come over and go to school in the same elementary school I attended.  Cute, but really... isn't 96 slices a BIT too much?
The printer needs to be up and running soon.  My pseudo supervisor needs things to be printed, but I can't until this damn thing is networked.  I told the IT guy that we needed the printer networked.  Then also told him I needed the software installed onto my computer.  And also told him I needed my remote desktop on the children's desk.  Wonder if he's going to do any of those things by tomorrow.  This is serious stuff.
TI'm not entirely sure why my coworker Angela wants to have lunch with me, but she did last week and since I was busy I told her we could do it this week.  Well, of course I forgot, but she didn't.  So we went down to get some food.  Speaking of lunches with married women, I had a nice little talk with JennR.  I think if I made a move on her the chances are 50/50 that she would have an affair with me.  Not good odds, I would say. 
Chan and I didn't go visit TheGirl tonight, because she's feeling sick.  She sent me an email earlier today to say that she wasn't feeling well, and that she was going home.  Then she wrote that she wasn't up to having us visit.  Because of that, Chand and I went home.  I bought some buns and made a sandwich out of some meatballs.

Tue, Oct 7, Not much to report on today.  I did my job as best I could.  My plan is to be nearly perfect.  Nearly perfect in order to keep the wolves at bay, and be able to point to that perfection at work when the wolves at my door.  I got to talk to TheDesire for a few minutes today, and it made my day.  That's all I have to say tonight.  It was a none day, except for the fact that I stood in front of TheDesire today and looked into her lovely eyes for a few moments.  I do adore her, and I want to tell her that.  I want her to reciprocate.  I want so many things.  I want to spend the rest of whatever with TheDesire.  Alas, I know that's a dream.  I can possibly make that dream happen.  Do I have the will and the desire to make her mine?

Wed, Oct 8, I showed up ready for my iPad class, but what I got was a class filled with people wanting to know how to use the iPad.  I knew that the class would be more popular than the regular old PC class.  The class had a lot of questions, and were quite enthusiastic.  Good.
The time is closing in on the big fundraiser for the library.  Less than three weeks, and my pseudo supervisor is telling me today that we're a week and a half behind schedule.  I believe it.  I have projects that need to be printed, but I can't do it because the huge new printer isn't networked yet.  I told the IT guy yesterday that I needed the printer networked.  He just blew me off.  He didn't do anything I asked him to do.  I asked him to do two other things.  He smiled at me.  Probably thinking to himself that I was a dope.  We'll see.  Meanwhile, I have to get these things done.  I'm a slacker, but when it comes to getting stuff done I get it done.  Whatever.  Why do I even care.
Tonight's traditional Wednesday dinner was shortened by the fact that TheGirl was sick.  She has a cold.  I wondered in my mind on Monday if she was just telling me she was sick in order to have company.  But, what I saw today convinced me that she really was sick on Monday.  We went to CVS to get some meds, and then went to Subway for some food.  I only bought a six inch.  Subway used to be really good.  These days every sandwich tastes the same as any other sandwich.  But, it's quick and easy.  We went back to her place, ate, and then I went home as she went out to walk her dog.  The dog that she saddled herself with.  Confession time, I've been drinking.  About half a bottle of wine that TheGirl gave me a few weeks ago.  I'm not a wine guy, but as long as it has booze I'm good with it.  Anyway, it's only 10pm as I write this.  I'm usually just getting home after dinner with TheGirl.  But, since I left so early I'm here at home writing this journal entry.
I was cleaning out my car a little today in preparation for my Lyft test on Saturday.  They want the car to be clean.  I plan on giving it a nice car wash tomorrow after the route.  Then I'll do some of the interior work and I'll be all set for Saturday.  In my cleaning I found an old receipt (pictured above).  It's the receipt from Chan's Big Sur T-shirt.

Thu, Oct 9, The route today was pretty chill.  The weather was fine.  I didn't have a lot of books.  TheDesire smiled at me.  It was a damn good day.  After work I washed the car in order to have it clean for Saturday's drive.  It's not much, but that's pretty much what happened today.  Yeah, that good.
Though, I just remembered something that happened.  I went up to the Brand library to deliver some books.  I noticed there was a new art display.  The photos above are a sampling of the "art" that was showcased.  Meanwhile, my work just hangs in my room, seen by so few.  Even now as most of what I have hangs in the library I haven't gotten any hits on my website.  It's fucking bullshit.  Why do I even bother?  Apparently this stuff, someone's wash hanging, has much more artistic merit than my work.  Fucking bullshit!

Fri, Oct 10, I'll say it again, shortened days feel longer than my old Fridays when I worked eight hours.  Now seven hours feel super long.  I don't have much to report except these couple of things.  MicroManager told me to take some book donations away, but I forgot they don't take them to the dock.  When I went down there I noticed, no books.  Damn.  I went upstairs to the friend's book nook offices and put he books there.  A few minutes later, I return to circ. and she says, "where did you take those books."  I told her where the friend's put them, and pointed towards the nook.  It was when that I realized that I had made a mistake.  She starts screaming about how people don't ask questions when they don't know.  When she told me where they really go I though, "Oh shit."  I told her, no, that's where I meant.  Sorry.  She calmed down and then I got out of it.  Shit, I just hope no one at the friend's nook looks at the few books I placed there and wonder why they are their.  I don't like lying, but I also didn't want to deal with her wrath.  I'm hoping no one knows, and no one tells.
I got to talk to TheDesire for a few minutes.  I told her that I ordered that photo she asked me to print out.  Later I asked her how her day was.  She told me she had a good day, but of course she would, she mentioned, because she no longer had to deal with the likes of K.  Boy, TheDesire looked really good today.  Her body is so nice, and I love the way she smiles.  Smiles at me.  I wish I had a chance with her.  I wanted to ask her tonight if she was busy.  You know, if she wanted to hang out.  I'd love to take advantage of the fact that she's now leaving work at the same time I am.  And she's leaving the same building.  ARGH!  I like TheDesire too much.

Sat, Oct 11, I was hesitant to do this driver thing this morning.  Being stuck in traffic I thought about how I don't need this.  I don't need to drive even more miles.  I need to find another way to make money.  If only someone would buy my photos, then things would be easier.  But of course nothing is ever easy, and this Lyft thing just felt wrong this morning.  It was a bad omen that I left nearly forty-five minutes before the appointment, and yet I was STILL late.  Just damn stupid traffic.  Fucking hate the traffic on the 101.  It's fucking bullshit!  I was to pick this mentor up at his place in Glendale at 10:30am.  It was 10:40 by the time I got off the freeway.  I texted him, told him I was sorry but that I was no longer interested.  To me it was a matter of, if it's this difficult I don't want to do it.  I deleted the app, got a text back from the guy and said fuck it.  I was super early for work, so I decided I needed to go somewhere to think.  The Observatory was a good place, seeing as I was so close.  Wrong.  There was no parking, and I didn't want to walk from where I was going to end up parking.  So I drove down to Ferndell and parked there.  I walked around, took some pictures, and generally just tried not to think about what just happened.  Today, started out bad.
I eventually drove to work.  My first stop was the giant printer.  I was told that the giant printer would possibly be networked by today.  Wrong!  It's not.  I went down there with the laptop and tried to get it to work.  Of course it didn't.  I'm going to tell my pseudo supervisor that we can't rely on that printer now.  It's a brick by virtue of the fact that it's not networked.  I mean come the fuck on, IT guys!  All me efforts to get this thing going earlier than later have run up against a wall.  I hate that shit.  Oh well, why should I give such a damn anyway?  It's just my job, not my life.  Life is SO much more important.  I don't even know why I care.  I shouldn't give a damn.  Today, I don't.
There's a new library assistant that I've been considered trying to sleep with.  Why not, right?  We were on the desk early in our shifts, but then supervisor told me to go to the children's desk.  Dang.  I emailed her and sent her my information.  Gotta make this happen.  The thing is, they just hired this other library assistant that's also on my radar.  She has really nice big tits.  I'm not sure we're compatible personality wise, but right now I'm not looking for the love of my life in this pool.  I googled her and found some pictures online from a few years ago.  She was thinner, younger, but still had those big boobs.  Then for some reason those pictures are now down.  Hmmm.  Doesn't make sense to me.  My Monday coworker thinks this new girl likes me.  I think everyone likes me.  The only one I really do want to like me is TheDesire.  She's the one I would spend the rest of my life with.
After work tonight I wanted to go to Disneyland.  But stupid me, since I went to Ferndell I didn't go get gasoline.  I was down to a quarter tank.  I think I could make it, but I figured that it would be better if I go tomorrow.  Fewer people than tonight.  I was still hungry, which was the reason I wandered to Tommy's.  I had some yummy chili-cheese fries, and a burger.  I came home, my aunt called me about our neighbor just before I took a nap in my car before driving home.  Food is like a sleeping pill to me these days.  I drove home, my aunt was waiting for the police.  She went to the police station with my cousin, reported her concerns about our neighbor, and came back home to wait for them to arrive.  As I write this that was two hours ago.  I don't think they'll come tonight.  They'll probably come some time tomorrow.  Whatever.  Today I don't give a fuck about anything.  That drive to my appointment just made me ask, "Why do I give a fuck?"  I shouldn't.

Sun, Oct 12, Today was a kinda a meh day.  My aunt left early to go visit my Godmother.  She told me later that she woke up at 5am.  But, then she didn't leave until 8am.  What was she doing for three hours?  Certainly if you wake up that early it's because you want to leave early.  Eight in the morning is pretty early, but she could have slept in a little bit more.  There wasn't anything in the house that I wanted to have for breakfast, so after I showered I headed out to Bob's Big Boy where I ordered something called a country boy.  The dish consisted of biscuits, breakfast sausage, eggs, gravy, and has browns.  It hit the spot, for sure.
After breakfast I hot footed it to work.  I started a little early in order to FINALLY get this giant printer working.  I brought a cable from home, but it wasn't until I realized I could connect a printer USB that I got rolling.  I could only see that it had an ethernet and a USB connection.  I didn't see the smaller USB connection.  THAT made all the difference.  I successfully printed out a test print and reported back to my pseudo supervisor via text.  Now, we just need the large paper, and ink, and we're all set to fly.
Work was kinda chill.  My desk mate was working an event, so I was on the desk pretty much by myself the whole shift.  I like that.  I can get some things done.  The woman pictured above is one of our regulars.  She's there pretty much every Sunday I've worked.  I have NO idea what she's working on.  Not that I need to know, of course.  We all know her as the lady that leaves after we've closed.  She lingers until we're practically pushing her out the door.  In the picture she's printing something from one of the reference computers, because the ten minute computer was being used by someone who wasn't too eager to logout at that moment.  Of course she waits until the last moment to print.  Fucking shit!  Just go home so we can go home.
After work I had thoughts of driving down to Disneyland and buying myself some dinner.  Maybe even a milk shake.  I gave it a second thought and figured that I spent enough on food today.  Besides, I'm going next week.  I went home, found my aunt already there.  I went over to my missing neighbor's house to see if I could get in.  She used to have a key that one could reach in cases like this.  I couldn't find the darn thing though.  I ate some dinner, watched Sunday Night Football and now I'm writing this.

Mon, Oct 13, Nothing much to report tonight.  I noticed while visiting TheGirl tonight, after work, that TheGirl and I don't have much to talk about these days.  Chan and I still like visiting, but at the same time I wonder how much longer will will continue for.

Tue, Oct 14, Now that the Beast is finally printing I got right down to work.  The thing is huge, and it prints really nice, but it also takes a long time, because of the size of the work.  We have a deadline to meet, and things REALLY have to get going with this printer.  I don't do much down in the basement with the printer.  Mainly I make sure the paper doesn't curl up.  The yellow cartridge gave me a scare, mainly because it was running low and the print wasn't done.  Thankfully it lasted just long enough to finish the print.  When I installed the new cartridge the old one was down to 1%.  Woo!  Just under the wire.
I arrived and MicroManager told me I had to drive out to Burbank for a special pick-up and delivery.  Amazingly enough the 5 wasn't too bad.  I made it to and back in an hour.  On my last hour I was scheduled to be on the circulation desk, but MicroManger had a bunch of photography questions for me.  She saw my photos and now I'm the super expert in her mind.  I gave her some pointers.  This was good, because she started spilling the beans.  But first she asked me about my buddy's classes.  Vagabundo told her that he was taking a class, and would not be able to work on his off days.  She obviously wanted more information, and tried to pump me for it.  I was already told not to tell her anything, not that I know any details about his mythical class anyways.  That's how he wanted it.  Then she told me that we will have to adjust our work schedule.  During the library renovation the hours the library is going to be open are all screwed up.  Supposedly we're going to open some time after 2pm, and not close until 10pm.  That's absolutely nuts!  I don't mind working late, but that's ridiculous.  I already spend most of the day out and about.  Now this will really fuck me up.  Oh well.  I can't imagine doing the route at that time.  Fuck this shit!  Speaking of the route, the other driver is supposedly quitting in February.  This, according to MicroManager.  She was saying that she wanted to give his hours to Vagabundo.  Buuutt... if he's taking a "class" how is that going to work out?  Ha!  Of course, by then the "class" might be over.
I was hesitant, but as my buddy Vagabundo pointed out later, I had no real reason to be worried.  I asked TheDesire if she'd like to go with me to check out an exhibit of self portraits by Stevie Nicks.  I do want to see them, but I wasn't very likely to go alone.  Also, it's a nice excuse to hang out with TheDesire again.  It's been too long.  I wish this was a more regular thing.  Maybe it's up to me to invite her to stuff again.

Wed, Oct 15, Class was good today.  I showed the class a bunch of little things that they need to know to operate their iPads.  The new iPads some of the students had made me think I might could replace my iPad 2 with a newer model.  I could give the old iPad to my aunt.  She could use it to talk to our family in Mexico.  If only I had money to burn.  work was chill today.  That Daisy girl looked nice today.  No particular reason, but her butt just spoke to me today.  What am I saying today?  It speaks to me every time I see it.  Perhaps she isn't the best looking girl in the world, but she's in my face once a week, and that's enough for me right now.
Dinner with TheGirl seems to be more a case of going through the steps than something I want to do.  I do enjoy it, but I'm not sure that TheGirl does.  She says she looks forward to it, but how can I be sure?  Then again, how can I be sure about anything.  We ate, I drank.  She didn't because she over did it yesterday on Catalina.  She went with her daughter and TheHusband, because the boat that takes you over to Catalina will give you the ride for free if it's your birthday.  Anyway, part of me does think I would miss these dinners.  Especially if I didn't have anything to replace them with.  But, if TheDesire suddenly was the one I was having Wednesday night dinners with, then I hate to say it but I wouldn't miss these dinners with TheGirl.  I love TheGirl, but I'm not going to point my life on hold for her any more.  I've been good at not checking if she hangs out with TheChisel.  It's funny how that graduation that gave TheChisel his name has, two years later, become a bad omen for both TheChisel and TheGirl's daughter's boyfriend.  If good living is the best revenge, then I've been getting my revenge for months now.  Now if I could JUST make a move on TheDesire.  I'm ready.

Thu, Oct 16, The route today was long.  In addition to all the regular stops, MicroManager gives me the special deliveries the other drivers won't do.  Or can't.  Really they don't.  Whatever, it means extra money.  Extra delivery one was getting paper supplies from the city yard to one of the branches.  The branch isn't in a city building, so the city janitorial staff doesn't stock the bathrooms, or even clean them from what I understand.  Hence me having to make the trip.  Thankfully they don't make me clean the bathrooms as well.  The second special delivery of the day was taking some terrible art work down to the Brand library for storage.  Everyone was done, but I didn't get off work until 5:30.  MicroManger told me to put down 6pm on my time card.  That was nice of her.  I quickly drove to job two, where I was supposed to start at 5:30.  See how that works?
I went to job two and went on to print out a bunch of stuff.  I spent the entire shift in the basement.  I should set-up a 2nd desk there, since I spend so much time down there nowadays.  I didn't finish printing everything, but got through a lot of what needs to be done.

Fri, Oct 17, MicroManager told me I was going to start work at Glendale at 1pm.  I used that time to go to San Marino to do some more printing.  I got some stuff done and then drove to Glendale for my shift there.  I don't think I've ever been in San Marino on a Friday.  There's always a first.  My shift went super fast.  I was upstairs for two hours, one hour on the phones, one hour on the circulation desk and final hour upstairs to set-up for an event.  The shift went by fast.  I kinda like these shortened days, but I don't like not making money.  Which is what I leave on the table when I loose hours.
The one thing I've been looking forward to all week was tonight, and spending some time with TheDesire.  I invited her to check out some Stevie Nicks self portraits, at an exhibit in West Hollywood.  The trip there was nice, we talked and talked.  Mainly about work, our personal philosophies, and also music.  I asked her what her favorite album was, and she told me she doesn't have one.  I later talked to my buddy that having a favorite album seems to be more a guy thing.  I ended up parking at a mall's parking lot.  After checking out the exhibit TheDesire said she wanted to go into one of the stores to buy some stuff so we could get a ticket validation.  It was nice shopping with TheDesire.  I picked out an outfit for her.  We got our validation and she had a new outfit.  I drove her back to Glendale.  Just as I parked and got out of the car one of my coworkers drove by.  I wonder if he saw TheDesire.  I know he saw me.  He's a sharp guy, I'm nearly certain that he saw the both of us.  Oh well, good for me and my reputation.

Sat, Oct 18, The Disney concert hall is just over ten years old, and I've yet to see the inside.  That was true, until today.  I bought a ticket to a concert that featured the church organ.  The program was for kids, but I just wanted to finally go into the hall and listen to the perfect acoustics.  The sound was awesome.  The concert was only an hour long, but that was fine by me.  I know I'll have to return soon.  Having never been there I sat in the wrong seat.  The usher was as clueless as I was, and sent me to row F.  Then a young lady comes up and says, "You're in my seat."  "Seat 146?"  "Yes, one 146," she said.  I looked at the row again and saw plain as day that it was row N.  So I got up, and went to row N.  A few minutes later another person comes up and says, "You're in my seat."  Damn, not again.  "Row N," I said.  "Yeah, this is row M," she said.  I was on the move again.  Finally settled in I noticed that I could have just gone one row higher and avoided everyone.  In the above picture the photo is taken from row F, so it's not exactly where I was seated.  I loved how intimate the hall was, considering how big it is outside.  I definitely want to go back again.
The time of this big event is coming up.  My pseudo supervisor asked me to come in today to get some work done.  I figured why not?  I certainly need the money.  I spent my time printing and printing and printing.  There are only a few things left to print.  And in a week's time we shall be doing this thing.  It will be my first time involved this much with the event.  Not that I have been super involved, because I don't have the hours to devote.  I think my pseudo supervisor is going to ask for a full time helper.  It's reasonable, I don't have the hours to devote to all that needs to be done.
After work I was going to go to Disneyland to buy TheGirl's daughter some gift, most likely Disney dollars.  But, I knew I would be going tomorrow, so I wasn't too keen on driving all the way out there just for those dollars.  But, after calling the Disney store, and having them tell me that they don't sell the faux money I decided I had to go to Disneyland.  By the time I got to the park I was hungry.  I went to DCA and bought a hot link corn dog.  The regular corn dog is WAY better.  Hot link wasn't that hot.  I went to the World of Disney store and about myself some Disney dollars, so I give them to her for her birthday gift.  Today was a long but also very productive day.
kelly!

Sun, Oct 19, TheGirl asked me to take the day off today to celebrate a day at Disneyland with her and her daughter.  Her daughter turned 21 this past Tuesday, and she wanted to go to Disneyland.  Originally the trio of TheGirl, her daughter and I was supposed to be a quartet.  However, TheGirl's daughter's boyfriend couldn't make it since he's serving some "time" back on base for being AWOL.  A good time was had.  We went on Racers, then had a drink, then went on some more rides at Disneyland. I still have the best of times with TheGirl at Disneyland.  She is my Disney buddy.  Yes, still.

Mon, Oct 20, The big fundraiser at San Marino is coming up, and everything is going full tilt.  Everything except me.  I'm tired.  I don't have much energy to give.  Mainly because I don't really care.  About this, or anything other than getting out of town in less than three weeks.  I've had to do work that I really don't like.  My pseudo supervisor is nice, I just don't think I'm the right person for her.  I think she's been great about how few hours I have to devote to this project.  What they should do is make my position a full-time position and I could devote more time to helping her.  But, they won't do that.
Nothing happened at my Glendale job tonight.  The internet went out twice.  It came back both times.  I mean, whatever.  No TheDesire today.  She works her Beverly Hills job.  The more I think about her, the more I like her.  But, then reality steps in.  One of my coworkers was talking about how he dated an Armenian girl once.  It didn't last because you only date non-Armenians, you don't marry them.  This is going to be the story of my love life until I work at a different location.  I have had dealings with Armenian women for years now.  Talia, the Silmarillion, and TheDesire.  Talia was the only one I had an actual relationship with.  I wish to make that Talia and TheDesire, but it will be an uphill climb.  And then what if I actually convince TheDesire to go out with me?  It will likely only be for a short time, until she finds a nice Armenian fella to marry.  This is some bullshit!
I had a shortened visit with TheGirl tonight.  Perhaps this is the beginning of the end for these quick little Monday visits.  It all started when I was working up in Montrose, and she would walk up to my job and I would drive her back home, and of course I would visit.  But those days are over, and she's tired, and wants to go to bed early.  As with everything, it was good while it lasted.

Tue, Oct 21, There isn't much to report tonight.  Work was work, nothing special.  The one thing that did happen was that a former employee mentioned TheGirl to another one of my coworkers.  The both of us had a knowing look.  Though mine had the added spice of anger.  But, I can't blame this guy.  He's a total dope.  He doesn't know that he needs to keep his mouth shut.  He's an idiot, who doesn't know that perhaps there are things that shouldn't be said in, for lack of a better phrase, mixed company.  Oh well, the cat has been out of the bag for a LONG time.  I mean, we've been out of a relationship with TheGirl longer now that I was in a relationship.  All that is definitely water under the bridge.

Wed, Oct 22, I had my class today, but besides that it was an easy morning.  I didn't do much for the big event on Saturday.  Mainly because I was engaged in my own things.  But, come tomorrow I'll be in it for sure.  Class was fine.  The main thing I have to report is that it was nice to have all their attention for once.  Then again, there are still two women that like talking to each other more than listening to me.  Oh well, my philosophy is to live and let live.  If they want to talk through my class I'll let them.  Karma, or whatever you want to call it.  Next week is the last class until February.  I need the break.
TheGirl mentioned that she was craving some Big Boy burger.  So, we went and ate there tonight.  The place was PACKED.  They were having a fundraiser, and because of that every table was packed.  We ended up eating at the counter.  To one side of us was a couple, a pretty girl and a slightly older man.  TheGirl mentioned that the girl looked like a porn star.  Hmm, maybe.  I know of quite a few porn stars, but this girl wasn't familiar.  TheGirl was distant, looking towards them, but she mentioned that her mind was somewhere else.  Perhaps she misses TheChisel.  She did mention the other day that she ran into the guy had a one night stand a few months ago.  She met him while walking up to visit me when I was working at Montrose.  He had a dog, and would sit at a local coffee joint.  She started talking to him, they went out, she slept with him, and then she never heard from him again.  Whatever her thoughts where it's none of my business.
After we went back to her place I started getting super sleepy.  Food is like a sleeping pill to me these days.  Couple that with the long hours, and you had a sleepy monkey.  I've had a lot of long days lately.

Thu, Oct 23, Today was perhaps the longest I've ever been on the route to date.  It all started with a little extra, and ended up with me traveling through the entire route again.  I showed up and MicroManager reminds me that I have to deliver books to the shut-in.  Then also says that she might have a special delivery after the regular route.  I think nothing of it.  I do my route, which wasn't the regular route, because she had me deliver bookmarks to about a dozen schools.  It was total bullshit.  On top of the shut-in I had a dozen other stops, plus this mysterious other delivery.  I chugged along, did what I could without killing myself.  I didn't actually get to all the schools, because their offices close at 4pm.  I went back to home base at nearly 4:30, a full 45 minutes later than my usual time.
But that wasn't enough.  After forcing me to eat cake, because it's Micro's birthday, then she springs the other delivery.  She wanted me to deliver bins to each of the branches.  Why I couldn't do this while I was on my route today, I don't know.  But suddenly she's telling me this, and I'm trying to get out of Dodge to head over to job two.  I drove the entire route again, barely making it to the last two stops as the employees were closing up.  I didn't leave until 6:30pm.  8am to 6:30pm, mind you.  That's some bullshit.  I didn't arrive at job two until 7:30.  I was supposed to be there at 5:30pm.  It was complete torture, but I also didn't kill myself.  I took it easy on the route.  I figured, I'll get there when I get there.
Then came job two.  I couldn't do much at San Marino tonight, since I arrived so late.  I was only there for a little bit over an hour and a half.  I felt horrible that I didn't make it on time.  But, all ended up well.
I wanted to invite TheDesire to something, anything. I received an email a few days ago advertising something called Rise of the Jack O' Lanterns.  I was hesitant, of course not knowing if she would want to go.  Well, in a moment I texted her, and she said she would love to go.  I bought three tickets for Sunday night.  Guess I'll have a pair of girls on my side.  I really do like TheDesire, and even though I have to go with her and her friend, it's better than not hanging out with TheDesire.

Fri, Oct 24, Today was all about getting ready for tomorrow's big event.  I can't say I did much.  I printed a bunch of stuff, but that's pretty much all I did.  I was at work for twelve hours, but honestly I didn't kill myself.  It was quite different working on a Friday at San Marino.  I have worked so many days this month that they all blend into each other.  If I didn't know, because of my calendar, that it was Friday today I would not have had a clue.

Sat, Oct 25, The day was long, but it was fun.  First off, there was a lot to still get ready for tonight's big event.  I went to printing sign after sign after sign for the event.  I then took a couple of hour break to go to my buddy's house to "celebrate" his girlfriend's birthday.  I was there so little time that I only saw her in passing.  I stayed no longer than an hour, and I was on my way back to work.
The event itself was chill.  I took a ton of pictures, some of which I suppose I should post here.  The festivities started and right away I put a bead on a girl.  The bartender was pretty nice looking, I thought.  Nice ass, nice face.  I semi flirted with her.  I should have gone back more, but by the end of the night I did give her a tip.  I would have liked to give her another tip.  Ha!
The samba dancers made everyone's night.  They were full of energy, full of life.  They brought down the house with their dancing.  My coworkers, the guest and I even posed with them.  After that I started drinking, and still taking pictures.  A young patron, now 19, that used to come into the library and talk to me, was there tonight.  She looked nice.  She gave me a huge hug when she saw me.  She also asked me to get her a beer.  Ha!  Yeah right!  Her dad is the president of the foundation, I would be fired in a second if I gave her a beer.  No way, no how.  I'll fuck her, but no beer.  The rest of the night was pretty cool.  I drank a good amount of wine, felt good.
The party started winding down.  I couldn't drive home, so I went into my office and started downloading the photos onto the server.  By 11:30 the whole gang was ready to go.  Oh, I nearly forgot.  Christ the Redeemer was featured in the decorations, and my coworkers and I went up to the balcony to take a few photos with Jebus.  It was pretty cool.  I sobered up, and went home.  It was a long, but good day.  Still, I'm glad that it's in the rear view mirror now.

Sun, Oct 26, I should have known to take the day off today.  The patrons were in rare form today.  Maybe it's because we were closed for two days, and these dopes couldn't get their fix.  I wonder.  I'm on the internet a lot, but even I don't have to be on it ALL DAY.  I wonder what these patrons are working on ALL DAY.  They must have really hated not being able to get online Friday and Saturday.  Today they were bitching about every little thing.  The children's computers were acting up, sucking bandwidth because they were all trying to update.  Hence the slow computers on the adult side.  Complaints came from both sides, but as much as I tried to deflect them today they kinda got to me.  It was little things, like a little itch on your neck.  It's not big, but it drives you crazy.  That's what these patrons did, with their petty remarks about how slow the computers are slow, and why aren't we doing something about it.  Ah, it's a Sunday.  Tech guys are at home enjoying the game.  They're not going to jump through hoops on their day off.  All these patrons are babies.  They can't deal if a tiny little thing goes wrong.
After work I meet up with my buddy O to have dinner.  We chatted about everything, mostly our nonexistent love lives.  Good times, as always.

Mon, Oct 27, Today I was roasted in absentia at my Glendale job.  Someone from the staff took the key from the cash register and didn't return it.  Junior, as my buddy Vagabundo said, threw me under the bus saying that it was probably me, because the key was found outside by a patron and I sometimes sit outside to chill.  Her plan to throw me under the bus had a fatal flow.  I wasn't there this past Friday, when the key was apparently lost.  Junior can go fuck herself.  I don't handle the money in the till.  There is NO Earthly reason for these dumb accusations.  I repeat.. this happened on Friday.. I WASN'T THERE!  Fucking shit!  Hate those shit heads.  They knew it couldn't have been me, but Junior still had to throw me under the bus.  Course, it's absolutely likely that it was HER that took the key home.  I talked to Vagabundo, and two other coworkers.  Each brought a little more information to the situation.  Of course we all came to the same conclusion, that stupid Junior took the key, panicked, and then tried to throw others under the bus, and then magically had the key "turned into her" by a patron that supposedly found it outside.  This finding it outside is why Junior says that she thought it was me that took the key, because I sometimes sit outside with my homeless buddy.  Fucking shit!  I.. wasn't.. there!!  If you're going to set someone up at least try to set someone up that was actually there.  Junior, and the rest of them, are complete idiots.
Now an explanation of the photos above this entry.  Emily is the new library assistant that my other coworker is trying to set me up with.  She's OK.  As you can see, mildly attractive.  Certainly has big boobs, which is nice.  But I don't know if we're compatible.  Certainly if she wants to sleep together I'm going to say yes.  Let's just say that's a given with any of these women.  The second picture is of the dolly at work.  I was tasked with getting a framed photo from city hall and brining it back to the boss.  Done, and done.  Lastly, Chan.  Monkey made a friend in the parking lot.  A woman pulled up, I made Chan peek his eyes out, she laughed, we all had a good laugh.

Wed, Oct 29, There isn't much to report, I think.  I had my last class today.  I won't do this until February.  I need a break.  I helped a coworker set up her phone, but not really.  It was all set, but she wanted to ask me a couple of questions.  Today, in gratitude she gave me some rice.  Some?  She gave me a mountain of fried rice.  I joked that people see my big belly and they want to feed me.  TheGirl later said that they see me and know I like food.  Ah, same thing.  The sunsets driving home the last couple of weeks have looked nice.  I then met up with TheGirl for our traditional Wednesday night dinner.  We went to a place where we could get nice and tanked.  TheGirl mentioned that the only person she would consider being in a relationship with is TheHusband.  Also mentioned that she doesn't see that happening, nor that she sees herself being in any relationship.  Whatever.  She can easily get into a relationship with someone.  She said she knows that, but also said that every guy she meets is a douche.  Yes, yes they are.  Too bad, TheGirl, you passed up a good thing.  You will always regret it, because I'm sure not going to start a new relationship with her.  I'm still aiming for TheDesire.  But, if she's not the one, oh well.  Lastly a picture of Chan, because hims the only one I can really count on.

Thu, Oct 30, The route today was pretty chill.  I was able to take it easy and still finish on time.  I was so tired, and ahead of schedule, that I took a 20 minute nap.  As I write this I'm at San Marino.  It's been super dead tonight.  I thought it was nearly time to go home, but it's just barely 8:15.  It's been a slow night, to say the least.
Time to explain the above photo.  First square is of the sunrise.  After Sunday I won't be seeing many of these.  What with the time change.  It was an absolutely beautiful sunrise, which I intended to send to TheDesire last in the morning.  She liked it.  A lot of people liked that phone.  The second photo is of my coworker Suzanna.  She's pretty, and it would be nice to bed her.  She seems to have taken a shine to me lately.  Of course, I think that of every woman.  I guess in my mind she is a potential alternative to TheDesire.  I can't say I have a huge crush on her, like I do TheDesire.  Like I said, I think I'd just like to bed her.  But, after hearing TheGirl talk about how she will probably end up living alone, I thought to myself that I don't want that for myself just yet.  Perhaps pinning all my hopes on TheDesire is foolish.  Actually, it is quite foolish.  It's a game I'm going to lose, in the end.  I've learned not to put all my eggs in one basket, and I guess that's why I've been talking to Suzanna.  The next photo is of the grilled cheese sandwich I had for dinner.  I had them add bacon, but really it only tasted meh.  I've had better up the street, and they have a yummy soup that goes with it.  I think the key is that this grilled cheese was pretty plain.  Last one is just of the sign at the place I ate the meh sandwich.

Fri, Oct 31, Last day of the month, of a rather busy month.  November feels like it will be less hectic, but I don't really know for sure.  I know it won't be as hectic as October was though.  Today was the last day of my display for the library.  My photos have come down.  No one, except for TheDesire, bought a print.  Oh well, she's the one I wanted to impress anyway.  I took most of my pictures to the car, but left one at TheDesire's desk.  When I went there I saw a note pad with some stuff written on it.  One thing was a name, which I later found out is her brother's name.  How I found out is that I did a web search on his name, and found his FB.  The above photos are of TheDesire when she was young.  I found those on his FB as well.  She definitely has his on her mind.  Today she went upstairs, before she saw the photo at her desk, and she seemed distracted.  I checked online and it's not the anniversary of his death.  The one thing I can think it might be is that on the 11th of November is coming up.  That date is significant because, as she told me, she and her brother were going to celebrate 11/11/11.  He died three years before that date.  And now here it is, three years after that date.  I take pictures of the number eleven because I want to somehow connect me to that number.

a thank you from TheDesire / a photo she loves

Anyway, she finally saw the print at her desk and sent me a text (above).  I wish she loved me like she loves my work.  Deep down inside I think if not for the Armenian thing I would have a good chance with her.  Maybe I'm all wrong about this, but I feel this is the truth.  Like I said, if only she loved me like she loves my work.

I think she's wonderful

Do I, in the absolute, think that I have a chance at winning this woman over?  I have to believe that there is a sliver of a chance, or I wouldn't be putting in this effort.  Is it a realistic belief?  Probably not.  But when I see her, I see a wonderfully beautiful woman.  Far from perfect, but I'm willing to love her flaws and all.  As I hope she could love me.  I remember the night she turned me down after I asked her out on a date.  The first thing she said is that I would drive her crazy.  She has already driven me crazy, in a good way.  I want her to drive me crazy for the rest of our lives.