We just got power back- and it's looking like sections of road have been washes away and broken to bits. Half the area here is being pumped out and has been evacuated as the power company hands out water and dry ice. Thankfully I wasn't one of the people who lost power for more than 2 days as there are some waiting on a week before being allowed back into their homes.

I think this end of the month activity cinches my chances of getting a comic together on the side lines of this job- I managed to back up everything on a 1 TB portable drive ahead of time and managed to lose nothing thanks to the UPS warning me of impending failures throughout the day.

At this point I am not sure what to do, I've been employed for over a year now and am down to 222 pounds, losing nearly 38 from last year. I've already beaten my goal of 225 for this year and now have to move on to working upper body.

I have a long 4 day weekend ahead of me, and while I would like to stream a bit I cannot guarantee I will even be available online in an unbroken stretch as I am seeking a chance of promotion to double my pay scale. As it stands the lead software tester will be talking to the manager again. Should this happen this time, and it has passed me by twice already due to not having a copy of my degree offhand, I will have substantially more money available.

I'm starting to wonder if I should just buy a tablet and write, paying someone else to do the art for me. While I do like creating the look of a character the long and harrowing process of a total process is beyond me and will be well beyond me if I start working at the software level at this job (Where the servers costs 1 million dollars and the software for said server costs 20 million).

Not to mention I've unfortunately been dumped with the task of running my area. I didn't want to be the boss. I didn't want this. It just happened. I cannot even fathom why they would all think I was in charge just because of my snazzy jacket. And what's worse is they poke fun at me. So far I've been called the good humor man, and a host of other things like ice cream man. Everyone asks me for chocolate ice cream of some type or another. that's another thing all my ice cream was not salvageable, and I was saving it.

It's not a bad jacket, it's just that I don't wanna be in charge.

What's worse is that the other shifts all start talking to me like I am in command, and while it is nice to be prepped in advance to start and let others know what they are doing to get us up and going I don't see the logic in it all. Simply because I run things smoothly and the big boss is away, the tech is elsewhere- somewhere- oh God please come back- and the supervisor is...where is my supervisor? I haven't seen him in three months, he left one day and said "John, good luck!" I thought he was joking. Please come back.

Anyway I haven't had any real problems to speak of, other than a distinct lack of time. There have been some little communication issues with people online, but hey that's nothing new for me. People wanna be moody, and I wanna be elsewhere. Have some ice cream. You'll feel better.

Also I forgot to tell you I committed a class A felony, and no one cares. Apparently the issue with the economy is too great to worry about some guy rummaging around the restricted government supply areas on a day the operation is closed simply because he cannot understand what a holiday weekend means. I didn't want to be a workaholic, but it's just so much more rewarding than talking to disembodied text on a screen. Which is what I'll be doing next of all things.

I need to buy more ice cream this weekend.