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[06 Mar 2004|04:08pm] |
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At least, that's what i've been calling myself all day since 4:45am. This was about the time i had already gone by circle k to get coffee and something to hold me over till noonish..when i get my lunch and was heading down the hill. Typically, i set the coffee in my lap, but going down the curvey grade made it fall down to my feet. My struggle to stop the cup from further draining on the floor caused me to drift too close to the center divider which caused me to over-correct myself. Easily enough, the car starts fishtailing, hits the parallel curb and busted my tires as i swerved back away from it...into the center divider... My car is very close to if not totaled. I got an ambulance ride to the hospital to get x-rays on my neck, but it seems to be just whiplash. I'm wearing a soft-brace just in case.
I find myself very lucky for how stupid i was and thankfull it wasn't worse...but at the time of the accident and even now all i can think of is how much i let everyone down. This is gonna cost me..even if i'm insured.. I couldn't make it to a very understaffed work day to help out.. and most of all, my parents. I love them so very much.. i hate to put them through this. Looks like another mistake i'll have to live with. That's all.
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| Faux-turkey day |
[28 Nov 2003|05:38pm] |
the day started out innocent enough. I woke up, took a shower and we were off to my gradma's house. the whole day was untraditionally thanksgiving. there was no meal, there was a table full of food, but it was chips, dips and exotic pre-frozen treats that you buy by the crate at Costco. i cannot lie, most of that stuff, i was addicted to, and was satisfied to munch on nearly all day, but it ended up that the whole right side of my face was in sheer pain at certain parts of the day, and the rest consisted of a dull pain accompanied by an induced headache that conventional medicine would not treat. On top of that, head pain makes me sorta dizzy and nausiated, though i will never throw up because of it. I coulda gone the entire day with but slamming my hand in a door or with a hammer rather than that drawn out pain. I plan on seeing a dentist if the pain does not reside.
On seperate news, i finally talked with my...ahem..girlfriend. Her reason for not calling me was that she forgot to. For 2 weeks. And that, even though pre-warned that i wasn't much a person to talk to on the phone, she said that when i call, i dont talk much. (neither does she, really, despite that it is a little more than i do). She kept going back and forth, saying that she thought i was a great guy, but she didn't know what she wanted. I dont know what i want either... but i do know that i dont like this. I told her that i dont just want to be sitting by the phone all the time. With this, we're kinda at a stand-still, till she decides what she wants, or i decide what i want... and can build up the guts to execute it either way.
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| wow...just...shit. |
[28 Oct 2003|09:29pm] |
Well. it goes to prove that everything bad happens all at once. the aura of the world just irradiates anger and depression right now. happiness is rarely encountered lately. There is a fire in the north hills of the palm springs area, but it has no chance of hitting us in the high desert, so for that, i am lucky. but if a fire ever was to reach the desert, we'd be nothing short of fucked. this town has about 1 firefighter, and a few helpers on call, and one truck. They're probably out helping with one of the several fires in southern california. It seems that angel's family is dangerously close to one of these fires and i dont like it one bit. (btw, it wont let me reply, angel..server problems, i guess). i'll pray for those involved in this devastation.
Speaking of prayer, i screwed up. My girlfriend is 18 years old, three younger than me. She still lives with her parents, which are solid christians. One night, she was restless, and wanted to leave home, so i invited her to my house..and i said she could stay the night if she liked. I dont think that this makes me a sex hound, because for the longest time, she teased me about not doing...stuff with her. I was too shy. Well...this is where i fucked up. I got brave...and carried away. Luckily i was smart enough to wear protection. But the fact is that everyone knows now that she spent the night, and she had to convince her parents that i didn't do anything with her...which is a bold faced lie. Later, her mom thanked me for 'respecting' her and apologized for being presumtuous. Guilt stabbed at my mind, and even though i'd rather me being the apologetic one, i -really- didn't want to tell her.. It's not a matter of being sinfull to me. Its a matter of being respectfull and honerable, which i've failed at.
On top of all this, she just started feeling sick. Throwing up. What'd be the first thing you'd think when you witnessed this? I thought my life was going to change forever. I really feel stupid and scared. Luckily, she went to the doctor, and he thinks its something else, cause he's doing testing; xrays and bloodtests. Plus, the pains she has are constant and great...which..i'm not sure, and no source i find will tell me that heavy stomach pains are a common symptom of morning sickness. From now on, i'm toning down the sexual aspect of our relationship...
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| more on the subject |
[11 Oct 2003|09:30pm] |
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apparently, since her department manager hates her, today i'm no longer allowed to stop by and say hi to her in the department. while she was making keys and putting up stock and helping numerous customers, i walked around with her and talked with her when i could. apparently, the bastard saw that i was there and called the assistant store manager that already hates me, and she called me. she said that i was to never go in the department because she needs to get her work done. i said that she never stopped working, and she said she didn't wanna ask nicely again. i pushed over and said 'whatever, alright' because this wasn't her battle anyway.
She's gonna transfer departments anyway. It seems very likely to happen. The department manager there isn't a communist horn dog. (he's actually g'damn cool)
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[10 Oct 2003|07:43pm] |
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Well, since it's been a while since i've posted. i might as well tell everyone who cares what i've been up to. So listen up you two.
As you may or may not know, i have a new girlfriend. She's awesome. Really she is. She does complain about her job a lot, but she has a right to. Her manager hates her because he's a dog and she wont let him down her pants. Luckily for her, the new assistant store manager is a pervert that doesn't actually expect anything of that sexual origin from her, so he likes her. (he's alright, but i still dislike him). She also isn't too perverted. That sorta thing some guys may look for, but it makes me uncomfortable. She's otherwise shy, maybe a little too self-conscious, but that doesn't bother me much. She's very sweet and beautiful. I, who have no guts to do so, actually asked her out. I wouldn't have done so normally, but everyone started asking me how old i was and all these different questions at work. Then someone finally told me...then another told me...then everyone in the freaking store knew she had a crush on me. She thinks I'm sexy for some reason :P Silly girl musta lost her contacts.
We went on a date to Black Angus(wasn't as expensive as it sounds, but wasn't as good as it sounds either. She enjoyed the big salad, though) And i thought that was the end of it. She was rather quiet and i wasn't sure if she was interested in me after that. Then she wrote a note that I still have...cause i will always hold it dear :P. it tells me what a nice guy i am and that she would like to see more of me. She also included a picture of her when she still had long hair. She's got short, boyish hair now. Either way, she's cute.
Like a week passed by and, with our conflicting schedules, i was finally able to see her again. It was a pretty big step. I met the family :P. It just so happens her dad works for Costco, as does my mom. He also knows both of my parents. He's a very cool guy. Her mom is very quiet, but she is very cool too. She's got a billion pets. 4 dogs, 2 cats, and uncounted number of birds. This is after they got rid of their chickens. They live on a psuedo farm.
Anyway, up to now, we've just been seeing eachother casually. After work, during lunch, etc. We really have a hard time of thinking of things to do in palm springs. Fortunately for me, I'm the kinda guy that just likes hanging out.
Well...I think i'll lay off the subject for now. I only really have one more thing in my life that's worth talking about. That's work. Today, we found out that the store is trying to make my department as obsolete as they can, by hiring an outside service to do all our work outside the store. Our department is going to be downsized. Oddly enough i'm one of the last that my manager will want to let go. (its because i'm the easiest to push around and get paid the least) I quote "YOU are not leaving to another department. Youre going down with the vessel" Which isn't a good thing. The other guys get to have an option and more job security. Staying in this department is like sitting on a time bomb. If i'm there when the shit gets raw, i'm out of luck. I have a feeling they'll just lay me off because theyre overstaffed. That wouldn't be so bad, now that i think of it. I have enough money to hold me off till I find another job, and I live with my parents.
Anyway. this post is long enough for me. Take it easy.
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| bone to pick |
[05 Sep 2003|11:48pm] |
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I've been in one of those moods lately, where my tolerance level is at a minimum for deckeon related subjects. All these people have their complaints about everything that goes on in there, and i'm quite tired of it. People are there so often that they often bring their life into gameplay, which most of the time, sucks. They always have their feuds, always telling me how much they hate certain people and how much they get annoyed by certain things. Sometimes i wish they'd just let the simple things go, but i know they wont. And i know my only readers are two people that have their own such feuds and i know theyre going to read this and think i'm bitching them out like they did with the last update that i did while in one of these moods. I got an endless list of sorry's and whatnot, which weren't needed.
I get in these moods and get nitpicky not to scold the people that may be involved in it, but just for me to vent some emotion. I have to take a lot of crap each day at work and soak it all in. when i have to experience more turbulence on deckeon, it sometimes just pushes me to a point where i need to vent. It's not to say that this feud stuff doesn't bother me, though. It just bugs me that people actually play this game to be antisocial.
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| Viva Las Vegas! |
[24 Aug 2003|09:55pm] |
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Well, being the high roller that i am, I went to Las Vegas on thursday last week. Problem being that I had to call in sick to get the day off. My manager said "oh man..we really need you today" I figured she'd say that. Now with my new position, they need me everyday. Its bull really. They shouldn't have to put so much responsibility on their lowest paid associate. I've tried and tried to get a raise, but they dont wanna give it to me, they just wanna shovel on the list of things to do instead. well, this is my way at getting back at them. I'll make THEM work for a change. If my job is so important, they should at least give me more money to do it, right?
Anyway, enough babbling. I went to Las Vegas, not to gamble, cause i didn't... but to go to an Adobe seminar. Boring to you, maybe. but i learned a lot of things in there that i didn't learn in college. They told us all about the updated versions of Golive and their webpage maker...which i can never remember the name to. But by the looks of it, theyve achieved some sorta..miracle perfection in their programing. Everything that i had to struggle with in the primitive versions of the programs seem to have faded away in the newer ones...making these programs 10 times quicker to use. It seems that if you have photoshop, illustrator, reader, golive, and the rest of the package, they sorta all work...like one big program. It was well worth the stress of having to deal with management in that way, and i dont plan on pulling a stunt like that again anytime soon anyway.
The ride there was quite a bumpy one too. If youre hearing anything about the western side of the US, it seems God is playing the weather card and trying to mix things up for his amusement. there was a quarter million in damages in Yucca Valley. It felt like i was off roading in the usually paved roads, and that was the detour. i couldn't imagine how bad the highway was. We went the back way, through amboy. It was flooded and rocks jumped out at us like ninjas. Our only saving grace was the samurai pickup truck that waded boldly in front of us, letting us ride in its wake. The trip home was much easier. they had mostly cleared the road, and it was mostly dried up, and the pickup truck that we were following there was right behind us on the way back.
I make it sound freaky, huh? but in reality, the people i was riding with knew those people and were talking to them on the cellphone. As for the duration of the trip, my cellphone was dead and all access to my computer was limited to a few moments at koume's house..where we had to wash his mom's car, which is what we rode in, among doing other things. So, that, my friends is why i haven't been around much for the past three quarters of a week on deckeon or have been able to comment here for a while. I'd like to thank you for your patience... not that you showed much :P jk
thanks for readin'
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[12 Aug 2003|06:21pm] |
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Alright..i dont know what to say. I got really crabby one day, and wanted to be left alone..and when i get in those moods, i tend to track down every instance of what's bugging me at the time and vent with them. I'm well vented now..i really didn't mean to act angry toward my friends and make them feel like they have to apologize all the time.
Oh..and i know what i'm doing on Deckeon is different from what i tried to accustom myself to before..but sometimes it just gets that boring for me.. *shrug*
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| blahzeh |
[11 Aug 2003|05:32pm] |
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I dont know what it is lately, but a few things have been pushing the wrong buttons with me lately. It seems like I cant do anything on deckeon anymore without being monitored 24/7 by every freaking GM in the MUD. There was one embarrassing bit of roleplay that woulda been ten times better without everyone gawking or peeking in and leaving their comments. One of them also brought it up in front of one of my friends, which i later had to explain..even more embarrassment. What gets me is those GMs dont have to worry about that happening to them. I would, but wont explain.
It's a bit late to comment on it but it was a good experience.. so I will anyway. My visit to Erin's place was fun. She gave me the coolest shirt: C4ptur3 t3h b34r shirt for megatokyo for my birthday gift. We went to see Pirates of the Carribean, which was a first for me. The movie exceeded what i thought it was going to be..it was actually a very good movie. One difference between this movie and others..usually the special effects keep the movie together. While the ones in the movie were very nice, it was a single character that kept the whole movie together. Captain Jack Sparrow. *nod* he supplied the comedy, coolness factor, and half of the kick-ass sword swinging, which when hearing this you might say "what? only one character doing stuff in the movie? how lame." the things he does...you'd have to see it for yourself. :P.
Anyway..while we were in riverside, we also visited the mall, where we visited Larry, her boyfriend. He seemed to be in a bad mood. We were going to buy him something to eat and Chris jokingly bought him a happy meal. He..called Chris petty and stupid for doing so..which urked me more than a bit. It was a joke, after all. no need to get your undergarments in a knot.
When we went to the arcades at the movies, we were about to leave and chris gave me the rest of his tokens to give to someone. specificly the kids that he saw that i didn't. I woulda had to look around to see them. I ended up giving it to the one young man that i raced on this one racing game. I had not noticed he was wearing an apron..its not like i looked lower than his face. He worked there. I wouldn't have been so embarrassed about it if Chris didn't make a big fucking deal about it, scolding me like a child. It really wasn't that big of a deal... That was one of those things that's starting to get on my nerves..i always get in trouble for nothing..even if they are good intentions, it's never enough for everyone else, and it seems to always backfire one way or another.
On a similar note, Melian did the same thing on Deckeon..my character was asked by another to talk to her in private. i said sure. and we went down into the club, leaving melian with jade momentarily while i found out what she wanted. Not five minutes into the conversation down there i get a call from her saying "thanks for leaving me alone with jade." and stuff like that. So i ended it short and we went back up. I understand Mel, though. she hates jade. *shrug* It's just all this little stuff starting to get to me.
note to angel: dont worry..its not a big deal. i'm not mad at you for it.
Oh, and another thing, work is better..less stress, but it may not last that way. Go figure.
Well..that seems a sizable update for me. Till next time.
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| technical difficulties. please stand by. |
[06 Aug 2003|07:19pm] |
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Lately I've felt drained. I've even taken the energy pills and eaten breakfast when i dont want to...and now i'm starting to feel slightly nausiated and faint when i work. It's kinda scary...but I really wont go into why, and i beg of certain readers to not pester me about it, please. I'm sure its nonsense anyway.
There has been something going around. Think its a flu or something..i dunno how many cases of the flu occur in summer weather..but colds dont -usually- cause nausia. It's alright..its not like its major in any way..i just feel like typing something. Deckeon is being boring at the moment. Ah well. cest le vi, i think that's how they say it...such is life.
I was going to say something else, but typically, i've forgotten what that is...
Oh..right. Something lame. I've managed to make a list of things to do, consisting of things like "go to traffic school, you stupid speeding jackass" and "get a haircut you shaggy motherfucker. you got a date with an angel on friday." I've been procrastinating on these things for a while, as i know i shouldn't, i just do...somehow. I'm halfway through being able to cross one item off on a list of five, and it's the easiest thing. :P
cest le me. (such is me?) btw..i have never spoke french a day in my life to any effect...and i dont think i plan to..so your attempts to correct me are futile! mwaha...
ok..now that i got my daily dose of evil in.. i'm starting to feel healthier. and by healthier, i mean ill.
well...toodles.
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| about my birthday |
[16 Jul 2003|04:43pm] |
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my birthday was pretty much like a mundane day. all i got on that day was a phone for my room. but rest assured, there'll be more gifts. gifts aren't all that important to me, but to me, receiving them is what makes that day stand out from the rest. we also did go out to dinner, which was kinda ruined by my mom and dad's arguementative moods. i dunno. I really couldn't ask for more than that..hell i couldn't ask anything of anybody on that day..birthdays have lost their appeal...as a matter of fact, all date based events seem to have lost their appeal to me. i guess its cause i dont know what i want untill it's too late, or perhaps its because i've such a recessed personality, that i dont think that i should get the privlege of this day. I've always been taught that there are those that are more unfortunate than i am that would complain less that me.
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| ON FIYA! |
[13 Jul 2003|06:44pm] |
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Angel is right, it's hotter than an angry mob of villagers' witch out there. i passed by one of those electric thermometers today at work, and the heat mustve broken it, because it said it was 124 degrees outside. I kinda doubt it was that hot, but it couldn't have been so terribly off.
I've been trying to get a little productive with creating some graphics. yesterday and today, over like..an hour's span total, i created a picture of a forest...completely painting it in photoshop. the only outside drawing i did was for the character i put in the middle. it turned out pretty good, i suppose. not the greatest art.
Anyway, i'm sure you can tell that i'm running out of things to talk about..so.. seeya.
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| UPDATE! ACTION! STEAK! |
[11 Jul 2003|05:51pm] |
I'm pretty hyper right now, so i cant really type so easily. my fingers are twithcy from the mocha frappachino from the starbucks which just recently moved into smallville here. I just kinda feel like updating now, which is a rare occasion for me.
First off, one of the things that have been bugging me lately is my parents obsession with knowing every detail, important or not. I mention someone and my dad freaks out if he doesn't know or remember him/her right away...so i get ten consecutive questions in a row and some repeats. My mom's the type to ask how my day was, and if i reply in a way that makes it sound mundane, she has to probe my mind with a million questions, all in the same fashion as "are you sure?". I am very fortunate to have parents who care, but there is just a point where it becomes absolutely annoying. One of those points being where if something actually happens, like i accidentally let something happen that i shoulda known better not to, i get a lecture, for at least 15 minutes of them trying to teach me what i already know. the only words that they hear from me is "alright." and "okay.."
Secondly, I got fully transferred to deliveries, and i'm in the cycle of doing things routinely everyday. I really like it there, but things are hectic when things go wrong. I usually end up with 2-4 hours overtime when that happens. I cant wait to see my next check...
i'll compare it to my checks where i got commision and see how much more i like this job.
Lastly, deckeon. a world in it's own. Everyone just bears with the bad parts of this wonderful world because theres always rewards for doing so. I love getting a chance to show off my well-trained character and getting rewarded for it. I dunno. It's just in my nature to have a bad-ass character than can do shit. I'm so glad that they got rid of all the magic items that boost people's performance. Now all the people that were able to kick everyone's ass and brag about it are unable to do so now, in fear that those people like me, will actually ruin their bad-ass reputation. I'm not going to pick a fight with those poeple now just to prove them wrong, it would be against my character's personality, but how i would love to do it. I actually won an arena by kicking one of those people's butts. everyone else sorta kicked everyone elses butts for me. I'm happy about that, but i wont let it count.
Speaking of these rewards, i totally fell asleep in the middle of a psuedo-run. It pissed me off because any such event is rare and shouldn't be missed... next time one of those things pop up, i'm using drugs to keep me up. (like..caffeine).
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| Today...today. |
[03 Jul 2003|08:27pm] |
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today. what a wonderful day. hm.
i worked from 6 to 6. it ended with me up at customer service, yet again, answering to everyone's call and taking the blame for -everything- i didn't know about till I was blamed. Such is customer service. But, whatever. Major overtime. Bigtime tip that i never took (30 dollars, and i so took it. the managers wont know that though.) in addition to that, i get paid for tomorrow..and its my day off. the speeding ticket i got wont be so bad after all.
My birthday is also comming up. I expect nothing from no one. everyone in my family asks what i want for my birthday, but i have no desires for it. i dont wanna drink, i dont wanna party...i..just want it over with. Being my 21st birtday, it's going to be hell.
well..i'm super tired..so i'm going to end it here.
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[29 Jun 2003|08:09pm] |
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hammered..yo, wazzup?
I'm tired.
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yeah..
go me.
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| nyaaar |
[23 Jun 2003|08:41pm] |
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Welll.. just a quick update. cause i'm not too fond about writing these things.
I got transfered to a new department. life is good...stress free. I'm probably gonna get a raise too.
Anyone else having problems logging in more permanently? I have to log in every time. it's a pain.
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| All this heavy stuff. |
[12 Jun 2003|08:04pm] |
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I feel annoyed today, and my emoticon guy agrees. I'm not going into any detail here. All the important people already know, as far as deckeon goes. But otherwise, i've been in the sort of mood that makes you want to start an arguement and not let it go, no matter how much youre telling yourself to shut up already. I guess this is gotten from the past few days being slow as fuck, the stress of thinking what the hell i should get for people who deserve something for seperate occasions and me being broke and not being able to, all thrown into the mix with how people at work instantly think that i'm responsible for everything that goes wrong. I cant wait for this delivery department transition. a lot less stress..
Anyway. I'm trying to remain civil and you dont wanna hear me bitch as much as i dont want to.
Out for now.
le quack.
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| Duck is dead. Long live Duck. |
[10 Jun 2003|08:56pm] |
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Back at last, it seems. It's been forever and a day and two hours since I last posted one of these things. I promised I would write a long-ass entry since i haven't for quite a while. Well, here it is, I suppose. It may not be as long as anticipated, cause when I let life roll on for a while, I tend to lose memory of the details. But quite a few things have happened in the past that are worth talking about. Not that many people like to sit though my journal and find it fun and exciting when I update. I don't have a fan club like angel does.
I believe I'll start where I left off last. I think I was in the situation with my girlfriend when I quit writing in here. Well, as it turns out, I had to break up with her. On this particular day I did so, she started hinting at moving in together. She ALWAYS did that, but more-so on this day. I'll explain later. I didn't even want to touch the subject yet. We were only a few days together when she started talking about that shit. I mean..who the hell talks about moving in together when you hardly even know her? It started to seem obvious to me that she just wanted to have constant sex or something. I dont so much MIND that, if you know what I mean. But i started to miss the freedom that a single life offered. She was fun to hang out with sometimes, when she wasn't berating me for being a guy and accusing me of things i never even thought of doing. Like, "why you looking at her like that?" "who?" "her." "where?" *she points* "oh.. ok. whatever. sorry.". I wouldn't mind her being jealous, but I'd rather it be justified. I always felt beat down when I was with her. I felt that i didn't have the freedom I did if i were just hanging out with Koume. I can joke how i want to with Koume, and he'd understand. Hell, he might even laugh. She would just look at me and say "you're crazy." or "hell nah". My usual, "whatever" attitude appeared after all that and she wondered what was wrong. Anyway. I think I wanna wrap this subject up, I'm sure you dont want to hear about it.
As earlier referenced, she always wanted to move in with me so she could get out of the house she was in. On that day, though she said she hates it out here and she might be moving out to LA. I just sorta looked at her funny, I wondered if she was breaking up with me. (hell, it woulda saved me some trouble) But no. apparently she wanted me to move OUT there with her. I told her i didn't want to go to LA and its not going to happen. She still thought that we had the lasting power to be able to have that sorta long distance relationship. This scared me. I thought that maybe she'd propose tomorrow or some shit if i didn't set things straight. Call me paranoid and afraid of commitment, but I wasn't about to do any of that, and no matter how I looked at it, I couldn't see me ever doing that with her. She's not the girl I pictured myself with at all. Afterwords, however, I felt really bad for breaking up with her. I never ever made a girl cry before... Well once before, but i wouldn't have done that if i wasn't a stupid four year old at the time, and even then I felt really bad when they told me what i did later. (I called her ugly.. yeah.. I suck). Anyway. You get the point. I'm no longer with her. We're friends that occasionally go to the movies.
Anyway, On to the second subject of my life. Work. What can I say?... All this time I've been working for them, I've been told how my performance is lacking by a few managers, no matter how hard I work for them. Reason for this is, sometimes when they ask for things to get done and they aren't for one reason or another (doesn't matter, they dont want to hear it, no matter how good a reason it is.). One prime example is when my store manager asked me to dust once, it didn't get done, i had more important things to complete before i even got to that, which are all the things that they say are top priority, which there are a LOT of top priority things, by the way...
Anyway, he threatened my job because I didn't dust. I asked him if you know, i was supposed to be in a team, or is everything supposed to be on my shoulders? His answer was as follows: "you're the only one that's not a sales specialist. It is your job to get these things done. What i'm going to do, instead of firing you, is write you up. But this is a final warning. I'm tired of talking to you about your performance"
Now, wait a fuckin minute. I CANT do EVERYTHING and if being a sales specialist means I get to stand around till the next customer comes while some other guy is running around like he has his head cut off, goddammit, i wanna be a sales specialist. I, personally thought that we were supposed to work as a 'team'. They use that word so freakin much that impression just sorta fell on me. Now i was a little confused. Anyway, a string of luck fell upon me when my dad told me my store manager got fired. This was before I ever got documented for that dusting thing by him. Well, that would be the second store manager i've outlasted. Who's performance is lacking now? :P We are now without a store manager, and things are running fairly smoothly now that there's no one spouting off nonsense and retracting it at the most inappropriate of times.
On the same subject, They will be moving me from appliances to appliance deliveries now that we will be able to take over the deliveries for ourselves. New truck, experienced driver, experienced appliance associate to help. We will try to stray from needing the rental service that seems to cost us so much in time and money. I did ask for a raise in compensation for losing my chance at making commision, but they were reluctant to do even that. Now i will be the lowest paid delivery associate by far. If they gave me a 4 dollar raise, i would probably catch up... but they said give the new position two weeks and Joe, the delivery manager will evaluate me. Nice. We like Joe. He understands how things are and how they work on the floor. So hopefully, they give me good enough compensation. I ask for at least a dollar.
Anyway. Off of that subject. Next subject, entertainment! I've seen so many of the movies that have come out recently... and I'm impressed with the lot of them. In particular, Matrix Reloaded. Don't mind what some of those would-be critics say about it. They just like being different from the rest of the crowd. Not being impressed by this movie is like not being thirsty in the desert. You'd have to be pretty damn jaded not to like this shit. Many complaints about the orgazm cake. No problem, but they looked past it's purpose in the storyline. They say there were other ways to make the point the french guy was trying to make. But what about the point that the writers were trying to make? This french guy is a dirty pervert. The cake did well for this purpose. Another odd complaint i've seen is the combat scenes. If youre complaining about the combat scenes in the Matrix, you'd better be Jett Lee, cause I'm gonna kick your ass if you're not. I think Reloaded was teh bawm dawt cawm.
X-2 also came out. Good, not great. Phoenix is cool..more sequels are cool too. nuff said.
I just saw Finding Nemo. I was about to comment on it on Deckeon before the mud crashed. I was gonna say that I wanted to work for Pixar..because i mean... It was hilarious. It opened up with these meese. (mooses) (...moose) from the movie brother bear or something from disney. They were saying "if youre gonna see one movie this year, make it this one" "but if theyre going to see only one movie, then it's too late, cause the one theyre gonna see starts in like..2 minutes, eh?"(yes, canadian) "oh..so if youre only going to watch one movie this year, get out, eh!?" "i think some of them left..i dunno maybe theyre trying to find that Nemo" ...eh..whatever. it was funnier in the preview :P a cross reference has never been done to my knowlege..and them meese..theyre funny. heh...heh...ahem. anyway, angel's getting impatient. I should post this now. It may not be as long as she anticipated, but i'm a slow type today. Kinda tired. She kept me up all last night with her l33t n3kk1d sk1llz. (jk! dont hurt me!!)
*runs away!*
(the title is a take-off of Dom's wise words, btw)
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In recent news, nothing interesting has happened in my life, yet i have managed to color the largo pimp icon that apathyangel created and the elf icon that i created.
for those of you who do not know, 'the elf' is from a comic called underpower. a violent mute that seems to have fun with the respawning capabilities of the team leader. "mr. cynical has re-entered the strip". The reason i like her so much is because she reminds me of my character, Fate, which was created before this comic ever existed, i assure you. (yeah, theyre that alike..besides the homocidal tendancies of the comic character. Theyre just both great fighters)
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