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So, I know all the Christmas food drives are over, but damnation, I have like 4 bags of flour and a big ol’ box of dry food that we’re never going to eat, so I need to know who needs it. I know the Second Warehouse or whatever its called down in K-town takes it, but man, I’m not into driving all over hells half acre to give away food. I’m all about charity, but convenient charity.

Go ahead, call me lazy.

(lazy)

Gee, thanks.

Seriously tho, (and I’m going to be bad and name somebody on the blog) a gal named Stephanie who knew BJ at Pellissippi (and who I don’t think I ever met) was responsible for a massively huge part of our Christmas. She arranged for this food, through the Knoxville Christian Center, and about 4 massive garbage bags full of toys for the kids. Good toys too. They found a nerf gun that I couldn’t find in Target, Toys R Us, Walmart, or online. Big old massive thing, could put a dent in a car. It made the kids Christmas, and I’m very, very grateful.

I call her out, but there were also so many other people who helped. All those that donated to the BJ fund, and all those that sent 10 or 20 bucks as checks. I really, really appreciate it. I tried to pay the world back somewhat by making a donation to Doctors Without Borders in BJ’s name (I think I mentioned that before), but I’d rather do something more personal and local, but I don’t think I’ll be able to. Maybe I’ll be the guy that can help out the next person in trouble, or something.

(Edit: In my tendency and determination to get things wrong, I have been kindly reminded by Eaves that it was not Stephanie who provided the food basket, but Sandy King and the crowd at ADFAC the Moose Lodge here in Oak Ridge. They also forked over some of the gifts, I understand. Sorry!)
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We’re working hard cleaning up the house. MastaG is working toward that massive nerf gun war I promised, and Pigpen, well, he’s only working when I’m watching him, but thats OK. I don’t really mind him not wanting to work, but G thinks its unfair that the slacker doesn’t work while he’s having to, and part of me agrees. The other part remembers going red in the face trying to get G to clean up at 4.

So, its OK.

Today’s been a stress free day with regard to working, but thats because I’m doing the bare minimum. I can’t keep that up for long and feel good about being paid, so I’m still not sure there. HR suggests that I talk to a grief councilor, and gave me a number for the one that the company pays for. I might call that tonight.

Which leads to the next item for today, cancelling BJ’s cell phone line. We bought in with Nextel right before Sprint when and screwed it up by buying them and pissing all over the customer service department. I hear getting out of a contract without paying the $250/line fee takes an act of friggin congress, so we’ll just have to see what happens. I sent an email today, because I’m not interested in explaining the situation over the phone.

I’d love to get out of my line also, because frankly, it sucks, but I think I might be willing to suck it up and wait for June, when our contract ends. That, or it might be worth $250, but that seems awful wasteful.

When I get a new phone, I reckon it’ll be a pda’ish kinda thing. Woot.

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So, anyway, local people, tell me where to take all this damn food. Cuz its taking up room in the kitchen!

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