Monday Nov 10
Worked a little on some dungeons, both for my next campaign and an RPG my cousin was planning to program, got up to get the dishwasher going at 4:30 in the AM, found a new anime series to watch (Hanada Shounen-shi) and cursed heavily at the asshole somewhere in my building listening to hip hop loudly enough to raise Tupac from the grave. My brother's TV died as well. Just poof, and stopped working. Dinner was really bland and not a drop of coffee in the house.
Is that all you've got, Monday? HA! I laugh in the face of Murphy! And that is because I am going absolutely batshit psycho!
Is that all you've got, Monday? HA! I laugh in the face of Murphy! And that is because I am going absolutely batshit psycho!
Tuesday Nov 11
Boooooooored. Took up to playing Phantom Mansion as a break from The Sims. So I've returned to a long-forgotten addiction, puzzle games made with Flash, since I hadn't played one of these in... eons. Well at least it's not online quizzes, right?
Wednesday Nov 12
Went out to check if my brother's schoolbooks had arrived and that was pretty much it. Bored beyond belief here.
Thursday Nov 13
Whenever I think about karma -which is not as usual as you think- I think about balance, and about how my days are either a complete and utter bore, or scripted by Woody Allen... which, for some, would be the same. I wonder if there's an entity somewhere whom someone put in charge of destributing events for the days of mortals in a karmic way: boring days being balanced by eventful days. And when I think of this strange entity, I wonder if s/he's drunk as a freshman while s/he's at it.
I woke up today and decided to take a shower. The gas was going down the drain, literally, so half my shower was cold. There was a pile of clothes in the bathroom begging for garbage disposal, since the washer's still dead and there's little chance of revival. There wasn't a drop of coffee in the house, so I went out to buy some. I got caught up in a discussion at the supermarket over who was ahead of whom on the line, despite the fact I only had one effin item and I was on my rightful place, so the old fart with a cart full of shit behind me had no reason to complain. I was pissed already, hit the coffee shop to buy some smokes and my brand wasn't there, so I had to walk an extra half an hour to get some.
Coming back home, the cats had half destroyed the kitchen, so I started putting it all together as I brewed me some joe. Some retard had installed himself under my bedroom window yelling pop songs to whomever wanted to applaud, and before I could choose between a bucket of water or a nicely tossed potato, he went away. Realizing I had forgotten to open my mailbox, I went downstairs again. Bills, psychic ads, supermarket flyers and a cockroach. Yeah, there was a cockroach inside my mailbox. How the little bugger got there I don't know, but as soon as I got my water bill and saw it, I closed the mailbox again and left it alone. It got in there, it can get out as well.
Finally getting my much longed for coffee, I went back to the bedroom. No answers from the job companies, no news from friends, nothing worth watching on my daily visited websites. Looking around, thought of doing some cleaning up, but much like the washer, the vacuum is also dead, so the more dust I swiped, the more wandered around the air. Someone rang the doorbell, it was an Internet provider salesman, going for interrogation: was I satisfied with my Internet provider? Did I often have download issues? What services had I signed up for? Sent him packing saying I had all the Internet I currently needed, thank you. Another one (from a different company) rang my bell shortly after, much to my dismay. He pretty much realized he should be going when I said "Fuck, again?"
Got news an acquaintance's father died, but since we're not that close and I never met the gentleman (and on one very drunk occasion, I wanted to beat her badly to next week), I don't plan on showing up for the service. Then Mum got home, got news that my grandma has cancer (again) and she's gonna go through surgery (again). I foresee trouble.
Pops called me to put some cash on his cell so I struggled for a good while with the banking site to get it done. It kept freezing due to some sort of maintenance issue. Dinner went by unnoticed, brewed some more coffee, burned myself on the hot water and cursed to kingdom come.
I woke up today and decided to take a shower. The gas was going down the drain, literally, so half my shower was cold. There was a pile of clothes in the bathroom begging for garbage disposal, since the washer's still dead and there's little chance of revival. There wasn't a drop of coffee in the house, so I went out to buy some. I got caught up in a discussion at the supermarket over who was ahead of whom on the line, despite the fact I only had one effin item and I was on my rightful place, so the old fart with a cart full of shit behind me had no reason to complain. I was pissed already, hit the coffee shop to buy some smokes and my brand wasn't there, so I had to walk an extra half an hour to get some.
Coming back home, the cats had half destroyed the kitchen, so I started putting it all together as I brewed me some joe. Some retard had installed himself under my bedroom window yelling pop songs to whomever wanted to applaud, and before I could choose between a bucket of water or a nicely tossed potato, he went away. Realizing I had forgotten to open my mailbox, I went downstairs again. Bills, psychic ads, supermarket flyers and a cockroach. Yeah, there was a cockroach inside my mailbox. How the little bugger got there I don't know, but as soon as I got my water bill and saw it, I closed the mailbox again and left it alone. It got in there, it can get out as well.
Finally getting my much longed for coffee, I went back to the bedroom. No answers from the job companies, no news from friends, nothing worth watching on my daily visited websites. Looking around, thought of doing some cleaning up, but much like the washer, the vacuum is also dead, so the more dust I swiped, the more wandered around the air. Someone rang the doorbell, it was an Internet provider salesman, going for interrogation: was I satisfied with my Internet provider? Did I often have download issues? What services had I signed up for? Sent him packing saying I had all the Internet I currently needed, thank you. Another one (from a different company) rang my bell shortly after, much to my dismay. He pretty much realized he should be going when I said "Fuck, again?"
Got news an acquaintance's father died, but since we're not that close and I never met the gentleman (and on one very drunk occasion, I wanted to beat her badly to next week), I don't plan on showing up for the service. Then Mum got home, got news that my grandma has cancer (again) and she's gonna go through surgery (again). I foresee trouble.
Pops called me to put some cash on his cell so I struggled for a good while with the banking site to get it done. It kept freezing due to some sort of maintenance issue. Dinner went by unnoticed, brewed some more coffee, burned myself on the hot water and cursed to kingdom come.
Friday Nov 14
Got news from college: it's fucked. Our Principal approved some sort of budget and they're threatening to either close or privatize all faculties because they've run out of money to pay teachers until Christmas. Great. How in the name of crow am I gonna finish my course now, that is, in case I ever do?
A few years ago, when I was a little kid, you know what line of business my current Principal was in? Making records with children's songs. He recorded these vinyls with kiddie grade songs sang by himself and sold a shitload of them. I even owned some. How do they let this guy approve a budget? He's a kid's entertainer!
A few years ago, when I was a little kid, you know what line of business my current Principal was in? Making records with children's songs. He recorded these vinyls with kiddie grade songs sang by himself and sold a shitload of them. I even owned some. How do they let this guy approve a budget? He's a kid's entertainer!
Saturday Nov 15
Two of my pals completed 22, one on Thursday and one today. I went out with them and had some dinner. Had fun - couldn't follow them to the bar afterwards because I'm short on cash, and I still have half a month ahead of me. On the way back home, the car broke down too. Wasn't much of a drag because I was within walking distance of my place (unless there's a river in between me and my block, I'm always within walking distance of my place...) but it was the perfect final chuckle to Saturday's end.
Saturday Nov 15
Woke up late, hit The Sims, ate some delicious insta-noodles and brewed coffee. Played D&D. These were the highlights of my Sunday. Ah, and watched two crappy Thai movies I now regret having watched. Why do I even bother with their cinema? It's usually shitty and all the actors seem to have taken courses for mute flicks, because they overact every single time. I may be getting a taste for crappy movies. Which, frankly, is scary.
Downloaded an emulator for Genesis. Downloaded Splatterhouse 2. Washed my hair at 3 in the morn and went to bed.
Downloaded an emulator for Genesis. Downloaded Splatterhouse 2. Washed my hair at 3 in the morn and went to bed.
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