So tired, but…

I wanted to write about the last few days before they become a trivial speck.

Thursday:

Thanksgiving. AKA White Christians Raping Another Country Day. Last year, I had just come out of a good relationship when this holiday popped up, and it showed. I spent it alone, drinking whiskey out of a bottle. It’s the only time in my life I’ve turned to drinking because of depression. What can I say? I was still torn up! My life felt so good with Vyarah by my side. I was extremely lonely and morose. This year, I spent it alone with my cats again, and I actually loved it. Knowing that nobody was available for me to spend time with was actually quite liberating! I’m gonna guess it’s because I am always so stressed by work lately, and when I’m not there I’m trying to squeeze some sort of happy-fun-friend time in, which is also stressful. This time, I just relaxed. Me, my kitties, and my TV. I really needed it because…

(BLACK) Friday:

I woke up at 3am this fine day. A few other GameStop people wanted to hit up IHOP on our way into work super early. Super Dave picked me up a tad after 4am, then we grabbed Gonos (The Destroyer) at his place. We drove to our trusty 24 hour IHOP just to find it closed! Upset, we went to The Golden Nugget. This is when the day started to suck hard. We got seated, then our non-busy waitress waited ten minutes to come and see us. I asked for coffee and we ordered. I went ahead and flipped the terracotta  cup over and dumped three hopeful packets of sugar into it’s waiting maw. After quite a while, I see her scooting around filling coffee cups. She didn’t even come near me. Our food finally arrives, and she still doesn’t give me one magical drop of coffee! She also didn’t bring Gonos his toast. When we were leaving and I tipped poorly, I said “You never brought me the coffee I asked for and my pal here never got his toast.” to which her reply was “That’s fine.”. THAT’S FINE? Needless to say, your friend Dan was a little miffed.

After that debacle, We got in to work about 6am only to find a to of shit from the previous work day had not been done. We needed to open at 7am, so I was a little (to keep it less vulgar than I would normally put this) fucking insanely pissed! We cracked the doors at 7am, and the next 11 hours are such a busy blur I can’t begin  to comment on them here.

Friday Eve:

On my way home from this torrential downpour of humans, I get a call from my buddy The Cap’n. It seems that someone that collaborates with M.I.A. is in his store (another GameStop guy). Well, it also turns out that M.I.A. is playing that very night. I don’t keep up on shows right now because I don’t want to be upset about missing them, so this is news to me and I get kinda grump because I’m going to miss it. The guy tells Cap’n that he can get me into the show (Cap’n was telling him I am obsessed with M.I.A. which is absolutely true) for free. I just worked 12 hours and I’ve been up since 3am! What can I say though? Of course I’m in!

There is always something rad about walking up to the counter and saying “I’m on XYZ’s guest list”. I got to do that for M.I.A. and it made me so retard-happy that I wanted to choke a monkey! I got inside, set up, and experienced the best show I’ve seen all year. I wish I knew the guys name. I would bake him cookies.

Saturday:

More work. So much work.

Sunday:

Chilled with a few new people. It was nice to be around some fresh conversation. We just drank and talked about music and life  at this girl Krystal’s house. We are planning on doing it again next week too. Reminds me a little of the Sunday night dinners I used to have back in the day.

So, there you have it. I’ve been to busy to have fun little updates, so you get one huge one. Now I need to sleep. “But Dan, it’s only 9:23pm!”. Yeah, I know, but I’m fucking beat.

Wake up, little man!

I’m so tired I can’t wank. Yup, I would love to rub one out, but it’s a no-go. Tried the dirty porn, and no reaction. He’s down for the count. I’ll probably wake up and roll over on a kickstand. This brings me to my point.

He has no name.

20 20 24 hours ta gOOooo

I bet the three of you that come here have noticed the drop off in posts. I’ve been far too busy with work. So busy that I am just too busy to sit here and be witty on purpose. Or by mistake. I am always tired. I did end up seeing Beowulf last night though. I’m sure it wasn’t supposed to be funny, but it was hilarious!

I have been constructing a “story” in my head. Something that I’m sure will drain me when I actually put “pen to paper”. It is the story of a young woman’s last day amongst the living because she has decided to end her life. The things she does during the day and the thoughts she has. I’ve been constructing it for a while. It makes me depressed when I think about it, but it’s something I really want to do. Maybe it’s because I’ve been so glum and lonely lately.

So now, it’s time to sleep. I actually wrote a little something here, and that makes me feel like I’ve actually accomplished something. Kinda speaks volumes about the state of my life, eh?

Oh, Nintendo… You’ve got the sass

As many nerds, geeks, children, and gays know, Super Mario Galaxy was finally released this past week. Well, there is something incredibly funny that I noticed about the cover of said game today. The lettering on the cover has some glint marks. Please take a look. I’ve circled the funny.

You see it? URMRGAY.

I’ll wait.

U R MR GAY. You are Mr. Gay! What the fuck? That’s hilarious!

Thank you, Nintendo, for making a perfectly innocuous game into something completely perverted. I’m sure the Mom Soccer Brigade will soon be sending you a few cleverly-worded emails.

Oh, for fuck’s sake!

Fuck you, YouTube! Does this bitch need to be everywhere? Oprah is like AIDS! She keeps spreading and spreading without a cure in sight.  Everywhere you fucking look her fat, black face stares back at you with those cold, vacant eyes. I want her to go away (read: die). Please, someone with a sniper rifle or heavily-trained attack squirrel murder her! Kill her book club. Vanquish her YouTube picks. Erase her from this world.

Someone find me the marker

Well, she never contacted me. I will still give her time though. I know she has the family stuff.

I haven’t done jack shit today. I went for tea, and played some Guitar Hero III for like 15 minutes. And found an early copy of the new Dillinger Escape Plan disk, “Ire Works”.

It is currently blazing my face off with such blazing glory as to blaze eternal. Yeah, I wrote that horrible sentence.  You can’t unread it, punk.

So, I’m lonely.

I’m a horrible Ninja

Alright, been a few days since I posted anything “real”.

I met a girl. Yes, the opposite of boy. No, we did not start dating within minutes of meeting, nor are we dating as of now. I just met her, see. And I dig her. If I had some sort of checklist for “awesome girlfriend”, she would be top-of-the-pops right now. Into metal? Check. Gamer? Check. B E A Utiful? Check. Wicked smart? Check. Many more things would also be “Check”. I’ve never met a girl who seemed like she was made for the likes of a guy like me.

So, met her at the Halloween party I was at. We did a little kissy. Maybe seeing her tomorrow.

She has some family stuff that she needs to take care of, you see. This may be the deciding factor for us. Family is far more important than a big fuzzy new-guy-in-your-life, so I wouldn’t be upset if she couldn’t see me. I would have to write it on the “Ways Dan’s Life Laughs At Him” board, if I can find the room, but I honestly support her if I can’t fit into the picture.

I do hope that the board will not have to be utilized though.

So, there you have it. That’s really all the fun stuff that has happened in the last three days. What a bore I am!

Why do the Indians have to put everything to song?

Well, for our enjoyment, of course! Behold, dear friends, a seven minute long commercial for condoms with plenty of informational sing-alongs for the entire family to enjoy!