In the new office, kind of digging it in some ways - the positioning is definitely better but after several moves I'm in a hallway with a much smaller cube. But, you know, it's Monday and we're at a new office which means no one has anything coming up which means I've been reading BOFH. Slacker temp, at your service. Hit me up when we've got real work and I'll give it my all.

Went to a random party Saturday with Hollis and Shane. Ended up staying until about 5 a.m. and having a random Shane in my house for most of the next day. My car's been up to all sorts of hystericals this week so getting him home was a problem. Would you believe when I got to my destination the car just stopped? Maybe it just knew where it was and neede a solid nap, I don't know.

Dad started calling at about 9 a.m. Sunday and called roughly 13 times before I told him to for the love of God stop calling me off the hook. I can be relatively sure I hurt his feelings but at the same time my urge to talk was at 0. I then turned my phone off. After this apparently Hollis called a few times - which I will have to apologize for at some point as I did actually want to talk to him.

The new Ghostbusters game is a spot of fantastic. Granted the gameplay can at time be a bit of a crapshoot and Bill Murray sounds like he phoned in the lines after a long party at times but otherwise it's the bees knees. If you ever had little dreams as a child of being a Ghostbuster you'll finally get your reward of a devoted 20 years of shelf life to your childhood desires. I was a little miffed at first that you could not play AS a Ghostbuster but were instead a nameless recruit, but it does honestly hold up quite well.

The gameplay is true to the movie, and this does mean that at multiple times the AI are all firing their streams and your screen is a collective of fired streams of whatever, and the scanning process could be more clear - it's certainly no Metroid on that end - but it pays off in a beautifully constructed physics engine at the least.

That said, I'm gonna find lunch - I'm pretty well famished.

You're a beautiful person, and I don't know what I'd do without you.

I was in a positively awful mood yesterday morning - can't explain it other than lol hi I'm bi-polar and Wednesday was stressful ^______^;;;;;;;

I don't think my co-workers knew what to do with me as I'm usually pretty up-beat and comical during the day. I know Caroline likes to stop by and chat with me during the day cause of my sense of humor and yesterday she just said "I don't like you like this." Not like I was being mean just...didn't want to talk, but today's a new shiny bouncy day.

Had dinner with the folks last night, which was pretty chill. Dad had to take care of Nanny, who fell and broke her nose. Woman's about to celebrate her 83 birthday and has yet to learn how to be careful. If she keeps falling like this I question an 84. But then, I question a 55 for my dad currently. He's gotta be pushing 5 bucks now and can hardly move. I cannot poor baby him, it's his own fault he is where he is. Plus he's grown into a cantancerous old coot who has no friends left because of it and one son who won't talk to him and me who prefers not to if given the chance.

Today's move day at work - all my crap is in various boxes, in fact I am squished in by boxes full of my crap on all sides currently. IT is supposed to drop by at some point and take my computer away - not sure if that's happening before or after I leave. All told I'd rather be gone, though. I need to stop by Wally World and get a picture made for my passport. It's happening this week, damnit, events are not stopping me.

Next week should be fun. A new office to match my new house. Each day I swear I'm feeling more and more like a for real adult, and I like the feeling. Feels a lot more secure than trying to get by day to day and just hope and pray everything works out for the best.

That was easily the worst raid I've been on, and it was of my own making.

How the fuck did these people get the gear they have? Cause I can't imagine they fucking raided their ways into the fucking purples they're wearing. The pisser, half of my raid was pretty fucking epic, but in a ten man when you get 4 people that can't hold their own it's a freaking terrible experience.

I want to do this again, cause it was a lot of fun the week before...but god damn I can't even begin to figure out what the fuck happened. Sure we lost a good pally tank and not having Irkheim's DPS was a problem but...fucking shit.

I don't have words that are clean left. For reals. This is what I'm cursing over? Over a fucking stupid game?

So, I have to tell a hand-full of decent raiders tomorrow night that they're just not good enough for Ulduar. Granted, I'll be glad to get rid of Bolvak whose voice just grates on me, but I really do hate playing WoW by numbers and I hate even more having to tell people they're not good enough.

I did ask to be a raid lead, didn't I?

At least that means I get to replace some people with people I'd prefer though, going to replace our DOS with a Mercer and a Felicice, I believe. I have no idea who I'm going to replace the heals with though. Kat's healing is good enough for raid heals I guess but she's a fantastic hunter. But, that does give me room for an Irkheim, which would definitely be nice...

I hate having to think like this. I just want to raid and get loots.

All my ideas are just too big. I don't think I can do much of anything alone.

I go from a small room to another small room with a shower to a small room on wheels to a small box with three walls and no roof which is within one larger box full of people with similarly small rooms.

Have I really been here for nearly four months? Is this it?

I had a dream last night I was playing baseball and I took a running dive into third base. I then wake up because I hear a clunk and my hand hit something. I physically lunged forward and hit my laptop's screen. The lappy is fine but it was one of those moments of OH MY GOD WHAT DID I DO! I definitely must have hit it hard because the screen was way more than 180 degrees away from the keyboard. It's just a good thing I sleep alone, I would have straight clocked someone.

I'm retiring Sash, I'm sick and fucking tired of not being remotely listened to in a guild I'm supposed to be an Officer in...

bleh.

But, let's fucking face it - I'm genuinely annoyed today in general. Found out last night while Kate was over and Paul was banging about and being generally pissy he put a hole in the wall. He's trying to spackle the thing over which is nice and all but still...that shouldn't be a bleeding issue in the first place. Lord knows how Kate must feel, I bet she won't want to come back over now.

Back to your previously scheduled roflcopters.

Edit: I'm good, had lunch with Shane. Certain...things are bothering me that I should not let bother me. For instance, had a dream last night my boss walked in on me while I was playing WoW and shot straight up. I don't feel like I have control of my own life anymore, ya know? But I'm in a great mood now, let's get today pwned.

Corndogorama was a pile of crap. I've been to crappy concerts, I'm cool with crappy concerts, but I draw the line somewhere at charging four bucks for a luke-warm normal sized glass of PBR. Come on, a buck more at Piedemont and I get an adult sized glass of Sam Adams. I'm not saying Sam's that much better but...PBR!

So, me and Caroline left early and parused Little Five. She looked at clothes, I smiled and nodded - and act most guys are quite well used to. Why yes, those shoes are awesome. Hum.

We then met up with Nathen Prater, a dude I've known since elementary school Target classes and run into randomly at parties. From him we ran into his little brother Daniel and his friends, some of which knew Caroline too. Then Nathen and Daniel got in an argument, so we got handed off to Daniel's friends.

From there we went to a random house part in Little Five. I call it a house party but the place was cleared out of anything that marked it as a real house. I mean, there was an obvious kitchen which was cool. And, I saw a door open a few times to what was definitely a bed room. It was at this point Caroline and James started getting close and not being the kind of guy who stands in the way of another dude's groove, I made my way out to wander Little Five and drop some random drunken text messages.

Wandered back a half hour later, and the new plan was to raid the public pool. I was just at that point where I was totally functional but not exactly in my normal frame of mind so I tossed my shirt aside and dived my happy ass in. Swum around, drank some more vodka, and listened to some guys discussing Indie music. I smiled and nodded, as I know some pretty random ass music and pride myself on my indie punkness, but these guys...wow. When you get to talking split 7-inches I'm out of my league. If it ain't on iTunes it's off my radar, ya know?

I crashed on their couch and woke up still hazy, still wet, no shirt, and mildly confused at about 11 am. The ride back was mostly silent as I was still a little dazed and she was a little hung over.

I got home, cleaned up, and Kate came over at about 2. After I got some food in me I was right as rain. Kate made me a cheesecake which was frelling delicious. We watched Superbad together, as our tastes in movies do not cross over. I'm a crude comedy/srs drama dude, while she's a fantasty/sci-fi/chick flick girl. It was the best compromise I could find.

After that, dinner with the family, came home, tried to RP for a bit but just couldn't find a really interesting line of RP to run with, gave up, and went to sleep. Was kind of sad though, me and Linds haven't been able to get a good RP in lately and it's actually kind of depressing me.

There we go, Monday entry get.

Kim's out of the office and my work's slacked up so...yeah, I'm breaking my promise to Kim for just a bit. It's either this or play Solitaire.

Tomorrow morning shall be my first raid as a Heretic (squee). I love Kara to pieces and getting to take my DK will be great. Course, everyone's pushing for me to level alterna-Sash more cause there's only a bajillion DKs on Feathermoon.

After that (the raid's at 9 in the morning, we'll be done plenty early), heading out to Corn-Dog-O-Rama. Local indie show/carnival. Sounds like it should be fun. Only awkward bit, going with Caroline, who I've been talking with over Facebook. I have no idea how to admit that I remember her but that's about it? I know she was friends with the people from HS that I actually remember, but I spent so much time in HS asleep or not there that I remember precisely dick. I think she was in the marching band with me but damn if I remember. And since Zack and Christin are leaving early, she said she'd make sure I got a ride home just fine, so I'm guessing I'll be riding with her for a good 45 minutes. There will be tap-dancing involved. If it goes well we've talked about seeing other concerts, and I need a concert buddy, so we shall see.

Sunday, Kate's bringing over a cheesecake as a belated house-warming gift. Think we'll watch a movie or something too, I dunno. I haven't seen her since her graduation a few weeks ago, and she's gonna be out of town for a few more weeks for vacation, so hanging shall be important.

And I guess I should see my parents after she leaves. Yeah...

Busy weekend!

We...shall nevah...surrendah!

((Seriously folks, just cause I post here one day all pissed off doesn't mean I've given up on shit. It's all just part of the fun of being bi-polar! The fact that I'm still getting up at 7:30 every morning and dragging my happy ass out of bed and putting out the absolute best work I feel possible has to count for something.))

Fraid no more El Jay entries from work. My morning ritual has been hijacked cause Kim caught me on gmail and said no more personal stuff to be done from work. So, no email RP, no LJ, no message boards...unless I can be absolutely 100% sure Kim won't be there, of course XD Keisha don't give a crap. She caught me before and apologized for disturbing my during my personal time. I think Keisha understand that I don't take lunch - I just randomly stop working and dick around for a few minutes or go for a walk a few times. I'm gonna have to find new things to blow enough time on to constitute off and on 30 minutes...I can only play so much cell phone tetris and solitaire from the parking lot.

My car is, also, falling apart. On top of the smoking, now the interior of the driver's side door has fallen off...again. Yes, again. Robbie fixed it once before, it's unfixed. Oh, and the middle of driving home my car did a really amusing thing!!! See, the horn has not worked for a while now. It came back to life out of nowhere - and refused to stop. Every time I made a slight adjustment while driving it'd go off. It did not please the people in traffic around me at all. So, it's been disabled.

And to top it off people are breathing down my neck again for things at work that I thought were fucking DONE. I want want WANT Oncology to change platforms from ICM to TE right the hell now. It'd make things a million times easier on me, cause ICM is the devil's nursing platform.

Between that and my dad not understand I'm gone so he keeps calling and asking me to spend time over there with them and...bleh. He's being nice about it I guess but he called me three times while he knew I was at work. And once before I went to work. Ugh.

I missed work yesterday, don't think I mentioned that...was just going to be an hour late because my allergies were kicking my ass but I was enjoying being in bed too much. Shouldn't have, really shouldn't have...but I did.

I'll take a lay off, right now. Long as I can draw unemployment while I look for a new job...

I've been thinking about my top five albums of all time lately. I think I've come up with a list I can feel comfortable with. Not that these are the "best" albums ever, but the ones I can listen to a million times, have listened to a million times, and can continue to stand to listen to. Albums that I could never stand to part ways with.

1. The Beatles - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band


2. Pink Floyd - The Wall


3. Gorillaz - Demon Days


4. Deltron 3030 - Deltron 3030


5. They Might Be Giants - Flood

Thoughts?

Come hell or high water, today is my three months. Which means if they wanted to fire me, they would have by now. So, life is good.

I like my new place. I built my own futon bed, which is pretty comfy except it could use an insert. I'm gonna keep dragging out some odds and ends from my old room but I'm in and mostly settled. I just gotta whip my room mates into shape. That place is...ugh. I am not a cleaner, but damn. Shit's nasty.

Sunday with my dad was...interesting. He was gone during most of the meal =/ I don't think he particularly cares about anything anymore. It's sad to watch a man who has just given up on ever doing anything. Though I can bet you now that I'm gone, the upstairs and the basement will not see a single person.

Mom went on vacation. She couldn't have afforded it if not for me and Allen and Granny, so it's nice to know she's getting a nice free trip. Granted she has to put up with Granny and Maggie (my cousin's child) while there, but somehow I think it will be more fun for her than normal. She'll be out in Panama City enjoy the surf and sun. Good on her.

I think I can dig where things are going.

On Tuesday, I will have been here three months. I can't pretend I'm remotely excited over this, or anything particular. It's given me the ability to do the things I want to do, but it's made my life feel like clockwork. I can't accumulate vacationd days, I don't get sick days, I can't work from home...I've never particularly enjoyed having to do anything. I have to be here.

I've got work to do today...I have to fix roughly 60 forms, because the Doctor in charge of the care management team left the company. But, dear God, I don't want to do it. It'd be so much simpler if it was just a process of copy/paste, but no, ICM is weird and I have to download the correct files from VSS, find/replace in notepad++, upload to staging, go into ICM, run it against a test case, generate a PDF, make sure the fields update correctly, and THEN I can upload to production. Oh, of course once that's done, I have to reupload the new HTML files to VSS, replace the PDFs in the share folder, archive the old PDFs, print out the new PDFs, replace them in the content booklet...

All this to replace one signature.

Yeah.

Are your accounts active on wow, and when are you guys free? I'm dragging you two to Kara if it kills me.

That is all. No news is good news.

I didn't want to bother mom about medication this morning though I'm out of prozac. I'm so not here right now it's not even funny. It's so bad I think if I lost focus I'd start drooling. Partially this is the fault of my allergies as well but it feels like I'm controlling a marionette currently. I feel amazingly large slow and clunky.

If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the Internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

Dad apologized, Sash has a new helmet that makes him look like a freaking Heretic, and I'm mostly caught up on work and actually feel like I have a clue what's going on now.

No news, is good news.

Edit:

Dear Royal Cup,

Your tea is incredibly bland, but has a lot of caffeine. As an office worker, I can appreciate this trade-off.

Thanks,

The guy currently updating his journal instead of working, what the crap.