Huh...do tell...
I don't know what it is, but there are about fifty million little things lighting the fuse to my one massive flip-out.
Normally, I'm docile as hell and don't give a shit about pretty much anything, but lately I've been pretty high-strung and easily pissed-off.
I can think of half a million reasons why, but I'll settle for the most obvious one, this fucking polygraph. I'm nervous, I guess. Note to self...don't drink any caffeine tomorrow, you don't need to be exceptionally twitchy....
*sigh* I seem to be going so many places, but it still feels like I'm sitting right here, waiting for something to come my way. Must just be that sort of neglected feeling when someone leaves your ass.
So after Christmas, I'll have more than sufficient funds to go car-hunting...I'm leaning towards the Japanese makes, Honda or Toyota. Gotta have reliability, affordability, and efficiency, and those names are easily all three.
Then after a few months of commuting bullshit, look into getting a place...I'd like to have one secured, and be all moved in, by Faire next year. Lofty aspirations, yes, but it'll give the various crews a place to crash if they don't want to drive back home Saturday evening.
And that's where my thoughts of Faire end. I'm really in no shape to think about anything else related to it, other than getting drunk, making maille, and throwing knives. Otherwise, I'll just end up getting even more pissed and/or upset.
So I'll content myself with dressing for work...I should probably leave my good buddy "The Motivator" home...it wouldn't do for me to get questioned as to why I'm carrying a 17" machete around. I sure do feel like using it on people right now, that's for damn sure....
Normally, I'm docile as hell and don't give a shit about pretty much anything, but lately I've been pretty high-strung and easily pissed-off.
I can think of half a million reasons why, but I'll settle for the most obvious one, this fucking polygraph. I'm nervous, I guess. Note to self...don't drink any caffeine tomorrow, you don't need to be exceptionally twitchy....
*sigh* I seem to be going so many places, but it still feels like I'm sitting right here, waiting for something to come my way. Must just be that sort of neglected feeling when someone leaves your ass.
So after Christmas, I'll have more than sufficient funds to go car-hunting...I'm leaning towards the Japanese makes, Honda or Toyota. Gotta have reliability, affordability, and efficiency, and those names are easily all three.
Then after a few months of commuting bullshit, look into getting a place...I'd like to have one secured, and be all moved in, by Faire next year. Lofty aspirations, yes, but it'll give the various crews a place to crash if they don't want to drive back home Saturday evening.
And that's where my thoughts of Faire end. I'm really in no shape to think about anything else related to it, other than getting drunk, making maille, and throwing knives. Otherwise, I'll just end up getting even more pissed and/or upset.
So I'll content myself with dressing for work...I should probably leave my good buddy "The Motivator" home...it wouldn't do for me to get questioned as to why I'm carrying a 17" machete around. I sure do feel like using it on people right now, that's for damn sure....