Well kids, yes its been a while....I finally went back to work. Why? I don't know.
The Wife and I put a bid on a house in Arizona, and it was accepted! Escrow closes on the 23rd of October...Or sooner!
So why did I go back to work?
To do this. I quit!
Man you should have seen the shocked look on their faces when I handed them the resignation...That was priceless. I mean, I go back on the 26th of septa, and they tell me I need a "Doctors note". CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVE IT!
When I brought a doc's note to show that I had an appointment, they didn't give a rat's ass...But now they wanted one...I had to call my doctor and have him fax me one...assholes!
Then, not only do they have someone sitting in my cubicle, UGH!, they deactivated my access card to get into the building, like I was going to come back in the middle of the night and do what? Steal my CD's from my desk! HAHAHAHAHA!

So far my boss has been treating me like the proverbial "Red-headed stepchild"...And avoiding me. Bitch. This woman treated my wife very rudely when she called to tell her I was in the hospital, and she asked what to do regarding my being out for a while...And she wants respect?
Yeah...I'll give her respect, alright.

I mean she acts like I'm deserting her. She didn't want me in her department to begin with! Fickle woman...If she took the time to do her damn job, instead of just visiting other so-called Supervisors and bullshitting about their damn homelives, then maybe their departments wouldn't be in such lousy disarray.

Well, no matter...

I put in my two week notice. Which is more than they deserve, but what the hell, its two weeks of cash that I could use, right?

But it's official, I'm Arizona bound...Goodyear, Arizona that is.

Been a while, ain't it...

Why? Because I forgot my damn password, that's why! Hey, it happens...
So brethren, what have all my little maniacs been up too? I see Annie has been busy at auction. Probably would have got more for them on Ebay. LOL!

Ya know, I guess I didn't realise how sick I was. That damn Sepsis took alot out of me. I mean it really kicked my ass. I'm just getting back to the point where I can do things around the house, and not feel totally exhausted. Its really weird. I have been off work for the past few weeks, its just strange. On one hand, I feel ok, but on the other hand, I get going, and WHAM! It's like I get tired so damn fast...Doctor said it was to be expected. that I would build my strength back. I don't like that it's taken so long. I have gradually started to exercise again...slowly. Walking...
Doing light weights. I just don't want to end up back in the Hospital again. That was not a nice thing.

Well, I'm back...new password and all....

So...

I'm looking at the scary prospect of becoming that which I've thought I would never be...
An adult?
Nah..been there, still trying to figure that out.

Responsible?

HAHAHAHA! Ya, ok. I can count on one hand the many people that would bend your ear with a full discussion on how NOT that is going to happen anytime soon.

No, It's that which I well, I guess the "R" word might have a play in this....I'm going to attempt to become a homeowner.

OH CRAP, I think I just had a headrush! ME! Own a home? What the hell did they do to me in that hospital? Anywho, the wife and I are moving to Arizona, and are looking into purchasing a new home...
I was thinking of going for something like this:














Bit much? Hey, as long as it has a moat, and a defensable perimiter...I'm good.


Than again, I am going to be out in the desert...


Yeah, the wife is keeping a close eye on me....hehehe!

I've walked in the footsteps
of Kings
Taken liberties where there were
none to be had
I alone stood staring into the
abyss at the end
of time
and it shouted out it's name...
As I shouted out mine.


Wolfie (aka Richard Lopez)

Well, I've been sick...I've been poked, jabbed, prodded, and I'm damn well sick of it!

I'm BACK!

Wolfies back...to rant about the nonsensicle, the obvious, and the totally senseless....WHY? Why the hell not! Someone has to!

So here we go...I start with promises...

#1- I promise to blog at least everyother night, if not everynight. I gotta find something to bitch about, right?

B- you got questions? I promise not to have all the answers....HAHAHA! bet you thought I was gonna say something differerent....WRONG!

#3- ANNIE! Saw your new pic...you're cute....did I embarrase you...hope not..just an observasion on how lucky your hubby is.

Z- Told you this was gonna be non-sensicle....

So, I will be back with more bs, more goofy stuff, and just more crap...if anyone missed me, I thank you. If not...well ya can't have everything.


See ya soon....

Well, Where has Wolfie been?????

Since my last post, my life has literally been flipped and flopped through the preverbial wringer...

Bear with me...here goes:

Aug. 28th, 12:30 pm Tuesday:
I was at work...Atypcle day, customers were customers, bosses were bossess, same old shit. I went to lunch, went out to the courtyard, to use the cellphone to talk to my wife, grabed a bite, and came back to the cube. When I got back to the cubicle, I started shaking...I mean stuck in a snow storm kinda freezing, type shaking.

Asked a co-worker to feel my hand, see how cold I was...she said "You're not freezing, your burning up".

This continued till I went home, at Six pm.

Went home, wife said I had a temp of 100 degrees and climbing...she thought it was the heat, so off to the showers I went. One Cold shower later, I was feeling better. Went to bed. All was well.

Aug. 29th. 4:30 am Wednesday: Woke up for work...Shaking like the ol' leaf on the tree. Wife said that she could feel the heat "Radiating off of me". Called in to my job, tolled them she was taking me to the E.R. and off I went.

Went to the E.R. Was admitted, where they took blood, urine and hooked me up to an IV and noticed that my Blood Pressure was very low, and dropping. The wolf, it seemed...was going into shock.

The weird thing about it, I was concious the whole time. A bit dizzy, but concious.

Seven hours later, they finaly got me stabalized. BP started going up ( if it didn't , they were talking about puting me in intensive care), and they moved me to my room.

Needless to say...Wolfie has spent the last seven days as a guest of the Arcadia Methodist Community Hospital.

I've been poked, stuck, jabbed, tested, and given the indignity of a prostate exam, by a female doctor! I'm telling you..it ain't fun...

Well, they tell me that if I didn't come in to the E.R. when I did, it would have been nite, nite Wolfie...
so here I am, at home...Still have an I.V. in my hand..have two more days of infusion therapy left...Then I'll be okie dokes!

That makes four Times the reaper came calling for the Wolf....Just ain't my time...