Hardcore or hardly core?
I've decided that I'm only going to work double shifts twice a week until the week before Otakon. My back ache hasn't gotten any better and other joints now feel stiff. Somehow working doubles in the winter time is grueling, but in the summer with the combined heat it's just brutal. As a plus, I should be able to raise nearly $600 by the time Otakon starts, if not more. I'm glad for that so last week's non-stop doubles were good for something as I nearly doubled my working hours. I just don't want to have to do it again any time soon.
The weekend was okay. I ended up calling geofflb on Saturday to wish him a happy birthday before running errands for my mom. Dinner with my stepdad and mother went okay and I was able to relax in my room on TBL chat when we got home. Other than killing myself at work, I've been playing The World Ends With You on the bus and in between shifts. This title is definitely a refreshing RPG experience that completely cuts ties with the typical fantasy settings. Who needs to collect potions or herbs when you can have ramen noodles and soda instead? Though I'm not liking the mini game, "Tin Pin Slammer" much, it reminds me too much of pogs, on steroids no less.
I also effectively removed Mark from the basement/office/computer room for the time being, he just won't know it until he gets home. When he does get home he'll find that all of the consoles are gone, and that his account on the computer has been password locked. I told him nearly ten times now to stop treating the computer room like his personal room, and to leave the door open (unless the weather is cold or the A/C is on). The last time my mom reinforced this point, he lied and said that the A/C had been on, when it hadn't been. (The unit is so powerful that it can be heard on the 3rd floor of the house.)
Every time I tell him to do so, he says "okay" and the next day the door is closed again. If he wants to hang out in an area with a door that he can close, he should pick his own room. If you can't ask someone to follow a rule when using your own space, why again should they be allowed to use it? Should someone be outraged if they're fired from work for never doing what's asked of them? Last time I checked, I brought the computer and all of the video game consoles that he uses every day. (Along with a broken GBA, a broken PS2 wireless controller, and a PS1 controller with parts of it removed.) Not to mention the basement was "given" to me as my own area by my mom since my room isn't big enough for the consoles and computer. Heaven forbid that I put conditions on things that I brought and the space that was given to me, while others fail to appreciate that I am letting them use my things almost whenever they want to.
The weekend was okay. I ended up calling geofflb on Saturday to wish him a happy birthday before running errands for my mom. Dinner with my stepdad and mother went okay and I was able to relax in my room on TBL chat when we got home. Other than killing myself at work, I've been playing The World Ends With You on the bus and in between shifts. This title is definitely a refreshing RPG experience that completely cuts ties with the typical fantasy settings. Who needs to collect potions or herbs when you can have ramen noodles and soda instead? Though I'm not liking the mini game, "Tin Pin Slammer" much, it reminds me too much of pogs, on steroids no less.
I also effectively removed Mark from the basement/office/computer room for the time being, he just won't know it until he gets home. When he does get home he'll find that all of the consoles are gone, and that his account on the computer has been password locked. I told him nearly ten times now to stop treating the computer room like his personal room, and to leave the door open (unless the weather is cold or the A/C is on). The last time my mom reinforced this point, he lied and said that the A/C had been on, when it hadn't been. (The unit is so powerful that it can be heard on the 3rd floor of the house.)
Every time I tell him to do so, he says "okay" and the next day the door is closed again. If he wants to hang out in an area with a door that he can close, he should pick his own room. If you can't ask someone to follow a rule when using your own space, why again should they be allowed to use it? Should someone be outraged if they're fired from work for never doing what's asked of them? Last time I checked, I brought the computer and all of the video game consoles that he uses every day. (Along with a broken GBA, a broken PS2 wireless controller, and a PS1 controller with parts of it removed.) Not to mention the basement was "given" to me as my own area by my mom since my room isn't big enough for the consoles and computer. Heaven forbid that I put conditions on things that I brought and the space that was given to me, while others fail to appreciate that I am letting them use my things almost whenever they want to.