Okay, fuck my boss ( Read more... )

My job is terrible. The way it looks like is, there is a real possibility that I'm going to get myself fired in the next week ( Read more... )

It's time to find a new job. I just... I don't even want to get into the reasons behind it, beyond that I've been complaining about this one for a very long time. Panera is simply in the shitter; it is run by idiots and psychopaths, and they are adamant about tearing the company down around their ears. Their continued existence is based on the ( Read more... )

My WoW subscription expires again and I manage to try to write something for the first time since I reactivated it. The piece is just a start, and it's terrible, but it's there. I think other than the social interaction with my guildies, my life is just better without WoW.

Guy I was working with called in last night. It sucked a lot getting everything done alone--although I did get some help, just about half an hour before I usually leave. It wasn't much, but it made the difference between leaving a little late and leaving an hour and a half late. And I had to wheedle just to get that guy to help out. I'll have ( Read more... )

I hate drawn together and family guy so much that it hurts my soul. Not even so much because they are bad, but because everyone seems to watch them so much that I can't escape them. I'm assaulted with these fucking shows 24 hours a day, and am so god damned tired of it ( Read more... )

So, I got home from work, felt like crap, played WoW a couple hours, slept about 10 hours. Then got some chicken for dinner, played WoW a couple hours, then slept for another 5 hours.

I... guess I'm feeling a little better now? Maybe. I dunno.

I'm tired, I'm sore, I have either a cold or a sinus infection, the next semester of school starts tomorrow morning, and I just took a double dose of off brand nyquil.

I believe there are many cultures in which this is referred to as, "time to rock out."

...

I'll probably just go to sleep instead.

Oh god my dick is on fire.

Urologists are terrible people.

At least now I know that I don't have any illnesses or correctable aberrations; I just have to pee 15 times a day because I'm defective.

Def. TMI. Don't care.

I checked, and it just so happens that the PSP version of FFT IS supposed to be harder.

Whod've ever thought.

Friggin' chapter 1 Wiegraf just roflstomped my shit. It was embarassing.

But, hey, New Year's eve playing FFT, drinking cheap wine, and listening to the beatles. I've had worse holidays.