Sunday, June 29, 2008

The Enzo is Mine

The neighbors woke me up at 3:45 having some sort of a party down stairs. Those assholes randomly started playing crappy music so I couldn't get back to sleep before my alarm went off at 4:45. On my way to work some guy thought I was drunk, wandering the street and asked if I was okay. It figures that the only time I pass someone on the way to work I look like a bum and decided to wear my Every Avenue shirt over my work shirt. Then, when I got over the I-94 overpass I suddenly realized it's Sunday and the store opens an hour later, so my shift starts an hour later. Nice.

I don't work again until Wednesday afternoon, which means I have 3 entire days off, if you include today, which I completely squandered. I don't plan to do much; just catch up on some gaming I haven't been able to do in a while. I installed all my favorite PC games today, including The Sims 23 and all it's expansions (which generally takes between 3 and 6 hours to accomplish), so I plan on building a lot in the next few days. I also played enough Test Drive Unlimited to buy an Enzo Ferrari and get enough achievement points to advance to the next career level, opening up more missions.

That's all I did today. I went to see Wall-E the other day. Good movie. It was well animated and has a really great story, but apparently a lot of people are bitching about the political message being shoved down their throat. First, it wasn't really that bad. Second, sometimes politics needs to be shoved down peoples' throats so they'll pay attention. Now I'm off to build. Or race. Or both. I haven't decided.

Monday, June 23, 2008

Tonight We Dine on Pizza Rolls

I had to go to a meeting about safety at work last time. It was the biggest waste of time imaginable. Not only did I not get any free Skittles like last time, the only thing I learned was that now I have to wear a silly gown and protective goggles when I clean cages and tanks. Awesome.

I was severely depressed last week, so I didn't blog. Sorry about that. This week doesn't look like it's going to be much better. I close tonight, getting off at 10, and open tomorrow morning, having to get there at 6. When you factor in the half hour it takes me to walk each way, the half hour early I have to get up to get a cup of coffee, and the half hour (or more) it will take me to fall asleep, that only leaves me 6 hours for sleep. But I only work 4 hours tomorrow, so I think I'll be okay.

Wednesday I have to clean the apartment and my room because I kind of put it off while I was depressed. Thursday my mom is going to Target, so she's going to drag me to Marine City to fix stuff and clean her house. I work the entire weekend, and I don't have the money to do anything fun.

I did beat GTAIV, though. I didn't complete all the side missions, get 100%, or unlock all the achievements, so at least I'll have something to do. I'm also trying to get all the achievements in Test Drive Unlimited. After that I have 3 new PS2 games I can play, so I won't get bored for a while. I'm also in the process of installing Windows XP the desktop Jason is letting me use, but it's not coming along so well. I can't upgrade directly from 2000 Pro to XP home because of some retarded licensing, so I have to install 95, then 98, then change the size of my partition using Linux (because I need a 40 gig partition, but the most Windows 95 can see is 2 gigs), upgrade to XP, set up the OS the way I like it, ghost the partition so I won't have to go through all the trouble in the future, and install all my applications. Then I'll be able to play The Sims 2 and Sim City 4 (along with a number of other games) at my leisure.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Don't Let Me Get Me

I put so much work into everything I do, but it seems like I never get a single thing back. I work really hard at my job. I do all my work on time, usually end up doing other stuff that hasn't been done in a year, and take on more hours whenever someone needs me to. But it doesn't matter how hard I work or how many hours I have because no matter how big my check is at the end of the week I'm always paying for things I bought last month. I can't just stop buying the things I need, either (though I could stop buying all the things I want and can justify spending the money on).

I feel like a failure because I can't afford all the things I need. Not small stuff like deodorant or sunscreen, but big stuff. A car, a desk (I broke down and bought one), a computer, etc. The only way I ever have anything is if someone (usually Jason) gives it to me or lets me borrow it. Now that I look around, I realized I bought literally 3 things in my room (2 of them being $10 books).

I try to be creative and just sit down and write every day, but after coming home from work, trying to please everyone, not getting nearly enough sleep, worrying all the time, and always trying to be someone else, I'm completely burned out. I can barely write a blog post once a week, let alone anything requiring any effort. I guess I'm just kind of sick of seeing all my dreams fail, one at a time. Maybe I set my goals too high or don't work hard enough or something?

Sunday, June 08, 2008

I Have Nothing to Say this Week

A few random things you should all be aware of:

I tend to buy things I want instead of things I need. Whole bean coffee instead of sunscreen. A few books instead of a desk. Video games instead of food. Stuff like that.

There's nothing I like to eat more than ice cream, but a medium sized serving makes me feel like I'm going to die. Still, it's totally worth it.

I have one of the easiest jobs possible, although it involves a lot of physical work (i.e. exercise). Also, I usually work a shift where I encounter virtually no customers, even on Saturdays.

When I go for a week or more without blogging, it's not because I have nothing to say. I don't post when I'm depressed because people either complain or get depressed themselves.

I often get muscle cramps for no apparent reason. It's really annoying and happens without warning at the most inopportune times. I think I have some sort of mineral deficiency.

That's all I really had to say. I know I don't post enough. I also know this is a shitty post and doesn't really count.