It's like I was out of the country or something

Okay, so I was...

I just spend a good few days in Mexico. Yes, again. It's odd how completely out of touch I feel with the rest of the world by being gone for several days. I got home not that long ago and have been doing the reality check in.

The good: I just checked my stocks. I bought a "green" stock a month ago and snatched up 41 shares at about $30 a share. It went up $7 a share just today. It has gone up $13 since I bought it, or 43%. I've made a happy little chunk of change. I kind of feel like I rock. I guess I have a hunch when it comes to turbine engines.

The bad: I left my air conditioning on the whole time I was gone. I hate when I do that. It's like opening a window and watching money blow out. Of course, this is softened by my fabulous ability to pick emerging stocks.

Niether of the Roberto Cavalli dresses I bought last week have shown up at my home. I was hoping for a welcome home gift.

The ugly: I'm interested to see what has transpired with a certain young man, we'll call him, say, Micah. The night before I left for Mexico, he had decided to show his proverbial ass. Subsequently, I felt the need to hand it to him. Hard. He is a complete ass. I told him he should take the days while I'm gone to determine some kind of way to prove to me he's NOT a complete asshole. We'll see what happens.

Vacations seem like a good idea until you get home and realize exactly how much shit you have to do...