what is going on I wonder.

I mean sweet jesus, what the fuck is going on? I just had to re-read my last blog entry to remember what my life was like, pre-Steve. Steve is my boss. He is a cowboy/entrepreneur/environmentalist/hard ass/ funny guy/good hearted/ mean sunofabich/genius. I am now working as part of his 3-person administrative team. The man runs something like 5 companies/projects mostly to do with renewable/green energy and he owns my life. I haven't been home in a week, and am typing this entry from a hotel room in LA. Since I started the job I have traveled to a 1.2 Million (yes, million) acre Ranch in Nevada, to New York, to New Jersey, to Hawaii, and to LA.
That documentary, Houston We Have a Problem, that I mentioned in a previous post...he owns the production studio that made it.
I just spent 5 days in Hawaii. Expenses paid. I was in Hawaii on business. I mean what the fuck. And also, here is the first hotel we stayed in.

And to be quite honest, the photo doesn't do it justice. This was in Waikiki. We moved to the North Shore for the second half of our trip and stayed at Turtle Bay Resort, where they filmed Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Honestly the resort was a let down, but the sweet ass villa that the girls moved into before I was sent to LA was amazing.
The shitty part of Hawaii-couples EVERYWHERE. Nothing but honeymooners and just generally disgusting couples.

Brings me to my next point, been single for about a month. Still weird. Still haven't taken the pictures down in my room (not that I've had time). Basically just figuring my shit out.

Living with Jason Box and Maggie is lovely. I miss them. And Joey.
Joseph and I have been going to the dog park and he's hilarious to watch. I was a little worried about taking him because people are idiots about pit bulls but he is so irresistible everyone loves him.
I think that's it for now. Ask me about Brazilian BBQ sometime.