How do ya do... shake hands
Well here I am at work, the whole place is dead quiet and no light's are on... the phone will ring every so often and i'll take down a message about another machine funking up... not so bad really, it *is* strangely chilly in here though.
The last thursday and friday I was so miserably sick that I actually decided to stay home in bed, one of the perks of working for my dad is that he's more sympathetic then a coventional boss would be about how horrible i'm feeling... which is totally unfair... but on the other side of the coin: he's my dad, one can't really expect him to simply not care. My family is way too understanding and supportive... with the exception of my two self-absorbed/self-serving sisters who live only to socialize and be "cool" i'd wager to say my whole family is too nice, its freaky. Not as in "THEY MUST BE ROBOTS!" or anything but their so likable and talented... and healthy... and... successful... and well... everything i'm not...
Yeah yeah, whine whine whine... there's plenty going for me i'm just not used to appreciating it.
I had so much planned yesterday but absolutely nothing ended up getting done. I didn't get to the bank so I could renew this blasted account (not really a big deal, no rush), I never updated here and typed up my lame profile description like I had been hoping to, couldn't find time to eat a decent meal-- i'm wasting away... I don't think i've ever heard of anyone who considered themselves "too thin" but yeah that's the deal (I can't build muscle with nothing *on* my lanky frame.) It actually turned out to be a good thing that I hesitated to purchase Final Fantasy XI and all the crap to make it work. Justin suddenly lost interest because of one simple fact: He couldn't be a Ninja/Monk and remain effective. It would be okay for him to *be* one... but his character just wouldn't be as good as someone who chose a compatible class combination.
Instead i'm now purchasing the expansion pack for Starcraft to play on-line with Justin and Joe. Of course Justin has come to conclusion that he sucks at SC now =/ and while he still plays it he laments constantly his lack of skill considering how masterful he used to be at the game years ago till he picked up playing it again recently. Oh well, couldn't hurt... it's pretty cheap and I always liked SC.
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Hey I just got home! Where was I? Oh yes...
Since i'm on the topic of my life long friend, I might as well get something off my chest. Justin and I were talking about how we plan to die the other night (marvelously cheery I know) and he told me that when he's 80-90 or so he's going to rent a crew and a boat, head out offshore and chum the waters to attract some shark's. I think you know where this is going, anyway he'll make sure it's in the shallows so there's a good chance only great white's will show up... he and the crew will beat the shark's with gaff's and club's in order to piss them off but still continue dumping bloody meat into the water so they come back right? Well when they are good and fuckin' crazy he wants to leap into the water with a knife and basically get eaten alive while he tries in vain to fight them off. He says it's all about going down with honor, still fighting and struggling.
Yeah... heh... I *guess* I understand...
How do I want to go? Well i'll save that for another day, till next time.
The last thursday and friday I was so miserably sick that I actually decided to stay home in bed, one of the perks of working for my dad is that he's more sympathetic then a coventional boss would be about how horrible i'm feeling... which is totally unfair... but on the other side of the coin: he's my dad, one can't really expect him to simply not care. My family is way too understanding and supportive... with the exception of my two self-absorbed/self-serving sisters who live only to socialize and be "cool" i'd wager to say my whole family is too nice, its freaky. Not as in "THEY MUST BE ROBOTS!" or anything but their so likable and talented... and healthy... and... successful... and well... everything i'm not...
Yeah yeah, whine whine whine... there's plenty going for me i'm just not used to appreciating it.
I had so much planned yesterday but absolutely nothing ended up getting done. I didn't get to the bank so I could renew this blasted account (not really a big deal, no rush), I never updated here and typed up my lame profile description like I had been hoping to, couldn't find time to eat a decent meal-- i'm wasting away... I don't think i've ever heard of anyone who considered themselves "too thin" but yeah that's the deal (I can't build muscle with nothing *on* my lanky frame.) It actually turned out to be a good thing that I hesitated to purchase Final Fantasy XI and all the crap to make it work. Justin suddenly lost interest because of one simple fact: He couldn't be a Ninja/Monk and remain effective. It would be okay for him to *be* one... but his character just wouldn't be as good as someone who chose a compatible class combination.
Instead i'm now purchasing the expansion pack for Starcraft to play on-line with Justin and Joe. Of course Justin has come to conclusion that he sucks at SC now =/ and while he still plays it he laments constantly his lack of skill considering how masterful he used to be at the game years ago till he picked up playing it again recently. Oh well, couldn't hurt... it's pretty cheap and I always liked SC.
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Hey I just got home! Where was I? Oh yes...
Since i'm on the topic of my life long friend, I might as well get something off my chest. Justin and I were talking about how we plan to die the other night (marvelously cheery I know) and he told me that when he's 80-90 or so he's going to rent a crew and a boat, head out offshore and chum the waters to attract some shark's. I think you know where this is going, anyway he'll make sure it's in the shallows so there's a good chance only great white's will show up... he and the crew will beat the shark's with gaff's and club's in order to piss them off but still continue dumping bloody meat into the water so they come back right? Well when they are good and fuckin' crazy he wants to leap into the water with a knife and basically get eaten alive while he tries in vain to fight them off. He says it's all about going down with honor, still fighting and struggling.
Yeah... heh... I *guess* I understand...
How do I want to go? Well i'll save that for another day, till next time.