Life update!
So, we have a girl from France named Valentine living with us for three weeks. She arrived last night. She is 18, and very small. Tiny. Not like dwarf sized, more like... a 12 year old. She was quiet last night, but she did spend 24 hours in transit. Seemed like a pretty average teenager to me, 'cept for the quiet part.
Work is still good. Spent some time in the IT department helping out, and I'll spend more time there when our 300 new computers show up. Today, I'm bored, though. Nothing really to do, which is why I have time to write this.
I'm... fed up with people. I'm sick of the passive aggressive, the narcissistic, and the passive aggressive narcissism. I mean, honestly. "No one ever listens to me." should not be said by the same person who says, "Everyone exists to service my life."
I'm sick of gaming.
I'm sick of metagaming. I'm sick of people roleplaying to make their friends happy, instead of sticking to their own character concepts. I'm sick of people not supporting the local venues. I'm sick of people giving up on something without actually attempting to make it better. I'm sick of people who spend all of their time avoiding anything even close to plotline, that then rush to jump in the middle of a battle that has nothing to do with them. I'm sick of fighting over every ruling. I'm sick of people who exist only to spoil the game for others. I'm sick of people who bail on character concepts after they have made them no longer playable, simply to make another character destined to become unplayable.
I'm sick of myself.
No sex, no way to get out my frustrations, no one to vent to that will understand what I'm talking about. Melancholy brushes up against rage. I use the boob tube to dull my brain, then eat to fend off the ennui that happens from watching too much TV. I exercise to get rid of the food I've eaten, then get mad because I can't seem to lose weight or move past my current level of exercise. I'm not pretty, or female enough to go out for one night stands, and I'm not stunted enough to distance myself from people who care about me.
I'm not down, and I'm not up. I don't want to play, but I don't want to give up playing. I want people around, but I can't fucking stand them. I have plans, and no will to put them into action.
I think I give up. Life wins, I'm the suck.
Anyway, paix people.
Work is still good. Spent some time in the IT department helping out, and I'll spend more time there when our 300 new computers show up. Today, I'm bored, though. Nothing really to do, which is why I have time to write this.
I'm... fed up with people. I'm sick of the passive aggressive, the narcissistic, and the passive aggressive narcissism. I mean, honestly. "No one ever listens to me." should not be said by the same person who says, "Everyone exists to service my life."
I'm sick of gaming.
I'm sick of metagaming. I'm sick of people roleplaying to make their friends happy, instead of sticking to their own character concepts. I'm sick of people not supporting the local venues. I'm sick of people giving up on something without actually attempting to make it better. I'm sick of people who spend all of their time avoiding anything even close to plotline, that then rush to jump in the middle of a battle that has nothing to do with them. I'm sick of fighting over every ruling. I'm sick of people who exist only to spoil the game for others. I'm sick of people who bail on character concepts after they have made them no longer playable, simply to make another character destined to become unplayable.
I'm sick of myself.
No sex, no way to get out my frustrations, no one to vent to that will understand what I'm talking about. Melancholy brushes up against rage. I use the boob tube to dull my brain, then eat to fend off the ennui that happens from watching too much TV. I exercise to get rid of the food I've eaten, then get mad because I can't seem to lose weight or move past my current level of exercise. I'm not pretty, or female enough to go out for one night stands, and I'm not stunted enough to distance myself from people who care about me.
I'm not down, and I'm not up. I don't want to play, but I don't want to give up playing. I want people around, but I can't fucking stand them. I have plans, and no will to put them into action.
I think I give up. Life wins, I'm the suck.
Anyway, paix people.