Road Kill Rage
Hello all. Been a while since I had a real update. I decided to leave the laptop, thus my wonderful FFXI, at home today.
A few days ago, Tuesday I believe, Jarin played Arkham Asylum. He scored 2330 on his first try. I told him to keep pressing the square button. After a while, he would announce he was going to use another one. For that, he did not make it past the fourth round on Intensive Treatment.
On a more fun note, yesterday I missed work and received an occurrence for it. This was due to my brains inability to deal with so many shift changes. I mean, when was the last time I came into work at 13:00? Still, there is no one to blame but myself. It truly bothers me, and dyslexia, procrastination, AIDS, brain tumor, acid trip, or whatever , I do not care. I even was thinking as I was leaving Monday, "Hmm, better check my schedule Wednesday to verify when I am scheduled... oh wow, 13:00, good to know since I would not have ever thought of that."
That, my friends, is the frustration that I deal with regarding myself on a day to day basis. I cannot stress how much I am frustrated with it.
It also appears I will be enjoying another week of 8:00 - 16:30. By fun I mean crying deep down inside as my body gets thrown all over the place with hour changes.
Oh well. I like Thai. It was yummy. It was not as yummy as it normally is yummy. My guess is they were not able to find fresh stray so they had to gather what they found already caught by the street. I must say they are slipping on their rice. I mean, I am making better rice than they are, and that is a sad thing, because I use instant rice.
Here it is, your moment of Zen
A few days ago, Tuesday I believe, Jarin played Arkham Asylum. He scored 2330 on his first try. I told him to keep pressing the square button. After a while, he would announce he was going to use another one. For that, he did not make it past the fourth round on Intensive Treatment.
On a more fun note, yesterday I missed work and received an occurrence for it. This was due to my brains inability to deal with so many shift changes. I mean, when was the last time I came into work at 13:00? Still, there is no one to blame but myself. It truly bothers me, and dyslexia, procrastination, AIDS, brain tumor, acid trip, or whatever , I do not care. I even was thinking as I was leaving Monday, "Hmm, better check my schedule Wednesday to verify when I am scheduled... oh wow, 13:00, good to know since I would not have ever thought of that."
That, my friends, is the frustration that I deal with regarding myself on a day to day basis. I cannot stress how much I am frustrated with it.
It also appears I will be enjoying another week of 8:00 - 16:30. By fun I mean crying deep down inside as my body gets thrown all over the place with hour changes.
Oh well. I like Thai. It was yummy. It was not as yummy as it normally is yummy. My guess is they were not able to find fresh stray so they had to gather what they found already caught by the street. I must say they are slipping on their rice. I mean, I am making better rice than they are, and that is a sad thing, because I use instant rice.
Here it is, your moment of Zen