XXX x 2?

i wonder how many hits THAT subject line will get me via google?

which was not the point of it, i will quickly add.

as the first sixer of 2kX my natural inclination is to do my typical six new years resolutions bit…but as i recently proved, that never flies right – in fact, it seems to virtually guarantee none of that shit comes CLOSE to happening. so, in the spirit of the whole “2kX” thing i’ve decided to instead list things (or people) i’d like to “X out” (i.e. kill off) before 2kXI is upon us…and as there’s six things, that would be XXXXXX, or “XXX x 2”. did i really need to explain the title of the bit? probably not…

(these are in no particular order)

6. check folk – not to be confused with CZECH folk, or people of czechoslovakian descent. as in people that write checks. i understand if you just HAVE to do it for bills, and on occasion to float that last weekend before your check hits…but why always in line in front of me? and what’s with that idiot that paid me for and eBay sale via eCheck on paypal? i get INSTANTLY notified that i have to wait ten days for your payment to clear? thanks…ass.

5. unemployment – not solving it nationwide (although, if i could…) but just me personally. hard to believe after almost two decades of never being without a job for more than six weeks i’m about to hit a year since i got laid off – seriously? guess in the obamaconomy you just HOPE for a job…

4. good book bumper folk – “god = good, devil = bad”. there. all seventeen of your jesus stickers summed up in four words and two symbols…and why the hell do i need to know “god can be found and hyde falls baptist”? isn’t he (or she) supposedly everywhere?

3. my black-ass floors – which is not meant to be an anti-black thing…but i was told by one person that the black leftover adhesive from the tile i pulled up was ASBESTOS. with cancer hitting my mom, calum, tish, and now copper (possibly – no definitive call on the mass on her throat, and she’s still acting like herself) it makes me wonder if covering/sealing that shit up might not be a bad call…

2. my guest room clutter – shane is the only person that’s ever slept (read: passed out) in my guest room in, i believe, the last decade. the week i went and got alex from miami (sometime in early october 2k4) my sister moved and put a large dresser dead center of the floor, and alex (making herself at home) proceeded to pule up a bunch of crap around it, and so began the storage heap that is the third room in my house. originally planned to be a simpson’s paradise (over 100 simpson toys, still new on the card, are in there). think a good chunk of that’s ending up on eBay – maybe i’m growing up a bit, but i just ain’t feelin’ that any more…)

(and finally, the one that IS actually the number one thing i want to kill off…)

1. the funk that has been my mood the last few months – this, however is not an “end of the year” goal…i think this needs to be an “end of the fucking week” or, at worst, and “end of the fucking month” goal. seriously. i need to cheer the fuck up.