That Which One Stalls

Sometimes the answers come when you don't want them to. When that happens, you'll find that such things like deadlines are meaningless in their mission.

More Investigations

I have to figure out what is wrong with myself. There's something about this particular melancholy that's just baffling. I love it and hate it. And I need to investigate.

I think some of the results will show up tomorrow.

Amateur Investigations

I'm seriously beginning to think that this lethargy and what not is becoming a serious problem. It took me so long to even log on to my Blogger account and even longer to click the "new entry" button.

Since I have the day off tomorrow, I'm going to investigate what the frak is going on with myself. For now, I'll have to settle with going in to work tonight. Yay, work. *rolls eyes*

Lazy Fun Night Time Yay

I'm feeling lazy. Yes. I know - horrible start. Work was slow yet somehow tiring. I'm hungry and am just now starting on my dinner. And for some reason I have the urge to play Super Nintendo games.

Looks to me like I'll be having a fun night tonight. YAY! I'll talk to you about it tomorrow!

The Chaos that Beckons

I don't know what it is about today. Something just doesn't seem right. I've torn everything apart and I still can't find what I'm looking for.

Something tells me that what I seek will never come. And when that happens, something else will make things more interesting in my life or something.

I'm just waxing cryptic words, I know - but I'm just wondering what will happen when my life will turn around some more. We'll see what awaits me over the next three months of 2012... and 2013 and the rest of my life.

Quip to Adventure

Sometimes a drastic journey is necessary to discover something once lost.

Trial By Thursday

It's Thursday. That means I got awesome things planned for today, and you don't get to hear about any of it! Nyahahaha!

(Seriously... I think my desire to be a jerkass is still present from yesterday.)

In other news: Mario Kart Wii endurance run! 32 races on 32 different courses. AI set to hard; no items; 150cc vehicles! Let's see how rusty I've gotten...

Super 805 Brothers

I don't know what it is or how it came up, but for some strange reason, I feel like being a complete and utter asshole today.

The dry-witted readers out there are probably scoffing in amusement and asking: "But Josh... aren't you always an asshole?" Yes, I am. Ask my friends; they'll probably confirm that with either some kind of joking verbal jab at me or relate some anecdote of a moment where I was truly evil.

And yes - for those of you thinking "What kind of hairbrained fools out there like you, Josh?": I have quite a few moments where I'm sweet as a rose, and when the joking's set aside, most people will say that I'm an all-around nice fellow. (I hope.) I just have my moments where I feel like being a complete jerkass.

I have these moments every once in a while and they're always followed up by some measure of hilarity (or someone who got a kick out of it). They come up randomly and can strike at any time:

• me playing the part of "that asshole on the 101" in someone's commute
• stealthily retaliating against a guest I encounter at work who was being a dick first (laser-guided karma, really)
• taking weeks to respond to somepony on Facebook
• ignoring bastards who try to summon you via methods normally reserved for dogs

...and that's just the tip of the iceberg. So if you value your thin-skinned liver and want nothing more than to hear nice things, then...

If anyone's watched 1000 Ways to Die, then this might bring back a few nightmares...

...there's the door.

Of course, if there's anyone out there who realized how much I'm just playing with everypony here, then please... keep reading!

Camera Woes

I can't find my frakking camera. I think I might have misplaced it at work, and for the first time in the umpteenth time I forgot my stuff at work, I think someone finally lacked the morals to turn it in to someone. (Yes, I'm aware that it's my fault for leaving something at work. However, up until now people have been morally responsible.)

I'd just like to say something to the person who decided to steal my camera: FRAK YOU. Frak your lack of morals. Return it, or I swear to the Lords of Kobol that the rest of your miserable and pathetic existence will be cursed. You'll be so hexed that the Egyptian curses that (supposedly) killed Lord Carnarvon will look like a mere pin prick compared to the psychological death by a thousand cuts you'll be blessed with.

If someone did indeed steal from me: return it to me right frakking now.
If it's just missing: please show up! Daddy misses you! *sniffle*

Angrish

I hate when I lose things. THIS RUINS THE WHOLE ENTRY FOR THE WHOLE DAY!

And what's worse is that it ruins MY day! My day and the rest of the night!

ARGH! RANDOM, FRAKKING RABBLE FISHPASTE AND TABBERNACKLE OBSTACLE FRAK! WHY CAN'T I KEEP THINGS UN-LOST!? SLABBERING TACO JUICE!

I NEED SCISSORS! 61!