Hit the Alarm

And this is how this month ends - with a short entry. I'm sorry September has ended with a disappointing entry, but eh - I had a busy day at work and an even busier day fighting off the horde of enemies in front of me (and I don't mean the Horde).

While September ends as a downer, October looks to be more promising. Stay tuned.

Saluting Farewell

Work was tiring last night - and I found that out the hard way as I drove home from work. So as I was getting myself home, I sort of drooped around but was able to keep conscious for two reasons:

1. I was chatting with my girlfriend on the phone. (I had a headset.)
2. Sleeping on my bed sounded wonderful.

Despite my best efforts to stay 100% focused, I was tired. Tired like you could not believe. I mean, I was at that point where the moment I walked into range of my bed, I'd lose consciousness and just fall asleep right then and there. Truth be told, I almost did - and if it weren't for the fact that I was on the phone with my girlfriend, I'd probably be drooling on top of my bed until 1000... and then wake up wondering why my car is upside-down and tail-end first through my room's window.

Don't worry; I got home perfectly fine. If anything, you should laugh - Murphy's law kicked in and instead of falling unconscious instantaneously, I shot up wide awake with energy. Don't know where it came from, but it just showed up out of the blue. Rather than curse my luck for this adrenaline rush (I for some reason have a shift starting at 1100 today), I decided to embrace it.

So as I was chatting on the phone, I figured I'd somehow kill the unknown amount of time I was blessed cursed with. I grabbed an Arizona Orangeade I had sitting in the fridge, booted up my laptop to browse the Internet, and began debating with my girlfriend on what to do. To that end, I usually have three primary methods of killing time using the Internet:

1. Randomly shuffle through Wikipedia entries. (Learn something new.)
2. Trap myself in the wonderful world that is TV Tropes. (Read something silly.)
3. Scope Facebook to see what's up with everypony. (Stalking!)

For some reason, the latter option sounded like the best way to deal with this sudden surge of... insomnia? Adrenaline? Lords know, but either way, Facebook ended up being my decision. So I took a few sips of my orangeade and logged on. Seconds later, I was off to lurk on the social network site like the sneaky, devilish bastard I am see what was going on in everyone's lives.

Little did I know that I'd find out something that would alter how the rest of my night played out.

Uppercutting the Letdowns

Lately I've found myself to be... well, lacking in terms of energy stores.

Time to RP

After a long day, I'm going to practice my roleplaying tonight. It's been a while since I've been able to. Some of my friends wanted me to log on, so that's what I'll be doing tonight.

Let's see how it goes. I'll tell you parts about it tomorrow. (I hope.)

Fractured Pandas

Today, I'll be talking (for once). And I'll be talking about things I love. Namely: video games!

So grab a chair and something to munch on. We'll be seeing why I'm in lamentations over one game and simultaneously exalting another.

Play on!

Deal With It

All words have been postponed to tomorrow. It's because sudden plans happened, and I am going through with them.

Said plans are awesome, so "plans > decent blog entry" today. Sorry. (Not really.)

A Monday List

Today would've been a day where I posted something really cool and (potentially) lengthy, but alas, I've run out of time.

I spent most of my waking hours lying around wondering what to do with myself and then I realized a few things.

1. It's laundry day.
2. I have work today.
3. World of Warcraft: Mists of Pandaria launches at midnight tonight!
4. I'm hungry!

As such, I'm off to solve all these problems. See ya' with something witty tomorrow!

A Story Cometh

This is a story about how nothing became something, and how I was able to type despite an adverse case of apathy and confusion over what to do with myself.

By the Light... w-what happened to Theramore!?

And maybe a story on why nuclear(-esque) weapons (even virtual-style ones) are bad.

Amidst a Lack of Inspiration

I can't think of anything to write today. It's mostly because I'm feeling quite uninspired.

Well, that's just typical of me, so what are you doing reading this? Expect something better tomorrow.

Jump Start

You ever have one of those days where things begin to roll downhill mere moments after waking up? Some piece of news shows up - and it's not pleasant. It affects you in such a fashion that it's able to shut down many aspects of your life. Morale goes down the drain; stocks in apathy triple in worth; every color in the world suddenly looks like some variant of blue or gray. You feel lethargic, helpless, worthless, hopeless.

That's happened to me today, and I'm not liking it.

Now, the question you have to ask yourself in regards to this scenario looks a tad like this: how long are you going to wallow in this depression before you stand up and tell this sadness to go frak itself in the ass?

For me, I said "about twenty minutes." I was able to keep track of how much time I wasted there lying like a demoralized vegetable with a thousand-yard stare because I started up an episode of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic right before the wave of hopelessness hit me. The credits began to roll and I somehow snapped out of my comatose state - probably because my brain realized that in a few seconds I'd be hearing nothing but dead air.

So I got up and decided to do something about it. This meant that I had to freshen up, grab my car keys, and go off to tackle the problems that decided to try making today suck so much. Currently, I'm at the local library, kicking ass as much as I can and getting work done on a few projects.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some things that need to be answered and some people to confront. I'll be doing that in the meantime before I grab lunch and go to work.