“I still have my kidneys”…or…”I still have a job”

Well I still have a job, at least until summer of 2007 when they start canning the production team. They plan on getting rid of the carpet dwellers first and some of the managers before the chopping block is passed to us. Our team only has 52 and we should have 65 so I don’t know who will get the axe if anyone at all. It would make sense to keep us all but there has been a lot of mismanagement and uncertain planning. I have thought that if I get fired maybe the stocks will go up 2-3 cents. So considering that, I feel a little like Jesus.
Bobbi and I have been getting along a lot better since the last post. I thinks we understand each other better now but she still has not sold a mortgage. Anyone want to lock into an interest only? You could get into a mansion for $650 a month.
Chad if the neighbors’ house is all boarded up you should throw your parties over there you wouldn’t have to clean up at all… just a suggestion?
Anyway the Montana trip is on hold but I have looked (under Kristen’s suggestions) into mounting… @#$#... MOUNTAIN real estate business ventures.

Peace out Homies – dee dee dee

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Oh my God! I’m back… Will anyone see this or have they totally given up on reading my blog? 38 comments and I read every one of them. I really had nothing to say lately and I never bought a card reader for the camera since the crash. So I haven’t been able to post any pictures.
I will try to get a card reader soon. Pictures are way better than words anyway. And it will give Ray a new canvas to work with.
Well a lot has changed. Bobbi quit her job and has been trying to sell mortgages for the last 2 months. She has not been successful at all which has lead to much turmoil-age within the casa. Intel rumor mill has word out that Tuesday will be layoff day. Of the 160k employees we may loose 10% (16,000 jobs). I may be having a garage sale on Wednesday if all goes sour. I have a plan to sell the copper and bathroom fixtures out of the house on Thursday, right before the bank takes her. I should be far gone by then. Montana is for me anyhow. I can grow a beard and boil hooch for money. Ray maybe the bank can use your sign?
Oh and sorry guys. I know how life can be…without me.