Merry Effing Xmas!

I had a pretty decent Xmas. Was very low-key, nice not to have to work. Got some good loot, drank a lot. Watched 2001 and 81/2. Weird movies, but good times. Built the lego Tie-Fighter Jay & Nicole got me for my retirement party:

I had a very good Xmas overall - relaxing and stress free.

Played D&D with the kids on Monday. Was pretty fun. I had way too much caffeine and was definitely trying to be an instigator. "Ride the tiger" Oh yeah :)

I am psyched about school. It looks good. I am accepted, finances still up in the air but loans should be no problem. Looking forward to going away for a while. Going to miss some stuff, but it is long past time for a change.

I hope this was the last time I will ever work in retail during the holiday season. I swore an oath before to never do it again, but that didn't work out so well. This time I will just leave it behind with a little hope and a little determination never to do it again.

Out of Stock

"No, I'm sorry, we seem to be out of Kill Every Last One of You, but there is definitely more on the way. Definitely."

Notice of Liberation

After two and a half years of oppression, I have delivered my letter of resignation. My future plans are still a bit hazy, school is still up in the air, but however the chips fall I will be again moving forward rather than standing still. I feel a bit giddy, almost like I am drunk. Oh, wait - I am drunk.

Degradation

"All paid jobs absorb and degrade the mind"

-Aristotle (384 BC - 322 BC)

I think my mind is gone. I'm not sure how to quite explain it. The daily chore of dealing with the public and their ignorance has chipped and hacked away at my brain for so long there is nothing left but contempt. I smile and pretend to be nice, hiding my true self away. It spurts out in bits and pieces occasionally, when I unconciously mumble "I'll kill every last one of you". I think its time for a change. Before I snap and do something I will perhaps later regret.

Had a good time last night with the lads. Pizza and beer and dunkin donuts. Feeling old, though. 30. 30, 30, 30, 30. Yeah, it's just a number. Still, it's bugging me. 30. Not going to dwell on it too much. That might make me snap too. Just got to keep going.

Ah well. Meanwhile, I am reading a chick book, Memoirs of a Gesiha. Pretty interesting so far, I'm a couple of chapters in. Dodgeball is the greatest American movie ever made. Ever. Looking forward to seeing the giant monkey movie. I think running through town throwing cars around would be a good time.

Obstacles

"...obstacles do not exist to be surrendered to, but only to be broken. "
-Adolf Hitler

Ah, nothing starts a blog post better than a quote from an evil dictator. Today was a great day. Started off skiing down my hill, slipping into traffic and almost dying. Got stuck in front of a tow truck blocking both lanes of traffic. It was awesome. It gave me a good opportunity to use the camera on my new phone, though.

After evading this death trap, I had a lovely day at work. People didn't show up, I had no break, people were stupid and rude, the ususal. But I maintained my composure and did not kill anyone. I am impressed with myself.

And Lo and Behold, on the way home, what occurs? I, of course, catch the 5:10 commuter rail just at the right time. Fuckers. But all is well now as I hide in my cave typing away at my laptop. A wild evening of beer and pizza awaits me at my "retirement party", and I am looking forward to punching a few people in the face, and perhaps even cracking a bar stool over someones skull. Good times, good times.

Margaritas Rock

I do like a nice margarita.

Books are Cool.

I've read some good books lately. Anansi Boys was pretty good, a little disappointing after American Gods but still a fun book. I sort of blame myself, my imagination has felt a little sluggish lately, and it didn't zing the way it could have if I was in a different head-place. Regardless, all Neil Gaiman's books rock, and I recommend his stuff highly. The Colorado Kid by Stephen King was a weird short mystery with a definate lack of resolution, which only made it weirder. I liked it.

Angry White Pyjamas is a cool little memoir. It's the story of Robert Twigger, a bored english poet living in Japan who on a whim ended up going through a brutal one year Aikido class with the Tokyo Riot Police. Inspirational little tale. Little bit like a real life Fight Club. Makes me want to quit my job and life and start going to the dojo as much as possible, instead of once or twice a week. If college doesn't pan out this semester, I may do just that.

My Life as a Conservative

"Any man who is under 30, and is not a liberal, has not heart; and any man who is over 30, and is not a conservative, has no brains."

-Winston Churchill

Today is my 30th birthday. I have decided to renounce my liberal ways, and become a heartless republican. I already feel as if a great weight has been lifted off of my spirit. For the first time in 10 years, I got a haircut. No more hippie pony-tail for me. I bought myself a suit and a couple of ties. I have fully embraced my position as a cog in a corporate machine, and will dedicate all of my energies to ensure profits for my corporate taskmasters. I went to city hall today and changed my voter registration from independent to republican, and I feel great. It is so awesome to not have to think any more. All my decisions are made for me by our great leader.

I look forward to oppressing women and minorites.