96 bottles of beer on the wall

I got my white sox tickets today. I have a pair to every Wednesday evening game, so claim the ones you want to attend with me! I'm a good baseball game watcher - good balance of watching, eating, goofing, shouting, heckling, chillin. Plus the park is right across from work so if you were really into my sweet job you could look at it. Uhh...ok that's not a reason to go to a baseball game. More of a reason is I won't charge you for the ticket - I charge only in kosher hot dogs (1 per game).

I also started taking my new med today, wellbutrin. Supposedly it'll give me a little bump. Like cocaine. I'll feel a bit more motivated and alert, if not jittery. I don't know if it was all in my head or what but I felt a bit more alert and motivated today. Was mostly capable of maintaining conversation I think. It says to not drink when on it. I know that my prozac has sometimes had goofy interactions with alcohol, so now that I'm on two brain-altering drugs I think I'm gonna go sober for quite some time. I'm afraid to see what will happen otherwise, and I really need to get better. Have therapy tomorrow, which I'm sure will be one of those I pay you lots of money to sit here and snivel and cry for an hour. The best part is instead of going home afterwards I have to go BACK to work to cover a desk shift for someone on vacation. Where's my vacation?

The gang war got painted over today. I sort of miss it?

Audrey has been acting like she comes from a broken home with only a mama. Oh wait, she does. Twice over.

Tomorrow I get to install my new DSL and have the sweet satisfaction of calling comcast and cancelling their worthless asses.

I have all these home improvement things I want to do, and no money. I have some ideas for cheapy wall art I can make, need a shelving unit for my 'office', want an HDTV (not a need), want to install under cabinet lighting in the kitchen, want a comfy arm chair in the living room...I really hate not having money. I can do these things in May when I'm not dropping cash on baseball tickets, and also when its my birthday and that tax rebate thinger month.

Watched Bin-jip aka 3 Iron last night. Ed was right - maybe this week wasn't the week for me to watch it. A painfully quirky romance that faces lots of set-backs. Made me want to run away with a silent hot Korean dude, and never talk, just have some romantic intense bond. It was great. RIYL: off-kilter romances, isolation themes, minimal dialogue, attractive people, petty crimes. Warnings: domestic abuse scenes and prison violence