By now, everyone who is a fan of or familiar with the band Slipknot know that Paul Gray, bassist and one of the founding members of the band, passed away on the morning of May 24th. This news just… completely devastated me, and even four days later, I’m still really broken up about it. Slipknot has been a huge part of my life since 1999, when I was introduced to their music by a friend in school. Once I was able to get my hands on a copy of their self-titled CD, the music instantly touched something inside me, much like Kurt Cobain’s music touched millions before me. During my teen years and even now, that CD is still one of the most played in my collection. It meant, and still means, that much to me. I am saddened, because even though I didn’t know Paul, only saw him on stage once, in magazines and videos, the world of metal has lost a passionate man and a brilliant musician. Rest in peace, Paul Dedrick Gray. You will be greatly missed by every maggot on the globe, and you will always be in my heart.

Read more information about Paul Gray’s death here, and here is a link to the Slipknot press conference.

Other than that bit of sadness, I really have nothing to report. Work has taken over my life. Management changed over again. Apparently it’s going to change over again in a few weeks. If I didn’t absolutely need this job… I would leave. It’s ridiculous. Ah well. I’ll get through it, like always.

New layout coming soon, as soon as I figure out what I messed up in the coding.

EDIT: I forgot to mention, but please welcome my new affiliate and addition to the Bone Garden, Anna. Make sure to check her out.

I had such a bad night at work. I keep thinking, and holding onto the hope, that things are going to get better. I keep waiting for all of the changes I was promised, all of the positive leaps forward that were supposed to occur. So far, nothing. Our new manager has done nothing that he promised, and it feels like he’s gone backwards instead of forwards. For one… he plays favourites. The more you brown nose, the better you’re treated and the more perks you get. Hope is the worst, and I’ve taken to calling her The Brown Nose Supreme. She has her head shoved so far up Darren’s ass, it’s hard to tell where he ends, and her lard ass begins. It’s pathetic, and annoying, because all of the special treatment she gets from him gives her this sense of entitlement and authority that she just… doesn’t have. She has no right to come over into my department and boss me around. Fuck that. I would die before I took orders from her. For second… he cannot be trusted. I was talking to Kelly tonight while we were working, and she was telling me that she made the mistake of confiding him. He went and regurgitated what she said and it has caused tension between her and the people she spoke to him about. He has also done nothing for Melanie. The poor girl has had so many problems with The Brown Nose Supreme, and he’s done nothing. Absolutely nothing.

So, I’ve applied to take a position on the day shift. If I get it, it will be a pay deduction, but it will get me away from The Brown Nose Supreme and the stress of being helpless and ignored. I want to have a life, too. Working nights and sleeping all day… my life is non-existent outside of work. I would like to join the world again.

On my day off, I decided to take a walk, and was delighted to see that the local vegetation was starting to bloom. I was so thrilled, because it means spring is in full swing and I’m going to have a nice green summer. I had to take pictures, because I’m a lamer like that. Forgive the quality… my cellphone was all I had.

I need to get outside more, I think. Lather on the SPF 110 (need to maintain that pallor) and go hiking. Maybe I’ll do that next Tuesday.