The Holtonian

Maroon Man strikes again...

Well its saturday morning which means two things: its 10:30 and I still haven't showered and everything I'm wearing is the color maroon. On saturday mornings I put on this maroon t-shirt that perfectly maches my maroon gym shorts from High School that are a little risque--immagine John Stockton type shorts. Last night my brother Concerned came into town to hang out. We had a nice home cooked meal cooked by wifey and then went to the pub and hung out and listened to obscenely loud, crapptacular blues music. The south african pub owner gave me some of his home made beef jerkey that he hangs in the restaurant so i can be smoked by all the cigarrette smoke, needless to say it was good. We plan on just chilling today run to the mall and show Concerned around town.

I had a bit of scare at work on hump day this week. I failed one of my tests last week and was not understanding anything in class and was worried about my job security. I was the guy in Office Space that thinks he's gonna get fired everyday. All I needed was a meeting with the bob's and I would have gone through the roof. But I went in on Thursday (Hump day + 1) and went in determined to kick some serious insurance ace. And i did, for the most part. We were supposed to go through a dummey account and find various pieces of info and answer 23 questions about the account. I got about 14 answered which was actually more than anyone else, and I was confident that the answers were for the most part correct which no one else really was. Thursday things started clicking and I felt really confident. It was truly by God's grace and love that turned everything around. I started doubting myself because I got distracted and wasn't busting my butt last week and the price i payed was that failed test but God used wifey and his own divine power--and some really inspirational songs on the radio on the way to work (Sidewinder by Red Hot Chili Peppers for instance) and I felt like i could have tackled a six headed hydra on thursday. So the week ended well and I'm ready for the laborious day weekend. Let's celebrate! Drinks on my brother!