5am, and all is not well.
I really just wrote about 10 paragraphs as to what has been going on
lately, but there was one problem. I forgot that it was nearly 5am, and
at 5am everyday, the internet connection is reset. Essentially,
everything that I was typing, seeing as how it was being written through a
direct connection to the NAU server, was lost. At this point, I don't
know how much I care to repeat myself with my previous eloquence, so
here's the rundown:
1) After talking to some people on IM recently, I've found that I have
more readers than just the two I had previously assumed. (Those two
being myself and Romy...) At present, my calculations indicate about
three more people than previously expected. All of this math really
just lends to the fact that I don't update much anymore because I don't
figure anyone really cares anyway. Those that do care, I talk to on IM,
so gg. (good game) If you'd care to prove me wrong, and aren't one of
the calculated five, (you probably know if you are), send me an email or
an IM. You can get any of the info to do so from the contact link on the main
page. Mind you, I don't expect to hear anything, so you shouldn't really
expect to see much in the next month.
2) My life feels like a disaster right now. I don't sleep well anymore,
and I have no desire to do anything. I don't ever really want to leave my
room, even if only to go shopping for food and/or beer. For the first
time in my life, I don't even have the beginning of a direction in which
to head that makes any sort of sense to me. I can no longer engage, and
I couldn't even begin to predict when any of this will change.
3) I beat Final Fantasy 1 for the first time in my life. I'm proud of
myself.
4) Earlier this month, I beat Princess Tomato in the Salad Kingdom. That
game had been the bane of my second grade existence, so at least I don't
ever have to have another nightmare about that dumbass Percy dropping all
of my stuff right before entering the Turnip Town.
5) I'm still playing Tuba, and the other day I got to participate in some
history. The top was put back on a church that had been destroyed in WW2,
and about 35,000 people were there to witness it. The sky was foreboding,
giving a hint of rain, we played some hymns, there was a prayer, the
clouds broke, and the wind died down enough to raise the huge cross-capped
lid by crane all the way to the top. I'll forever remember this day,
right up until I lose my mind, forget my name, and start pissing my pants
everytime somebody fires up a microwave within 50 yards of me.
That's it, really. If you couldn't already tell, I'm just off. I could
use a hug, but I don't think appealing to my five online readers will get
me anywhere with that, especially considering that I'm not willing to
leave my room to come and get it. All things said, I'm going to finish my
cigarette, crack one off, and go back to bed. Good fight, good night.
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