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I never knew you were such a funny guy.
There's been a storm on the horizon every night I've gone into work this week. The sky is always on fire. Summer is already starting to wind down, we're slowly edging out of the heat. Back into all the brightness and cold of winter. Soon I'll be seeing my breath again, watching the rain and snow pile up. Halloween, Thanksgiving, Birthday, Christmas, and then the year closes. All too fast, and all too soon.
There's a feeling of uneasyness around gaia the past few days. If it were a more tangible, real place, the citizens would be looking up at the sky more often. Questioning the actions of their controllers and leaders. Wondering what happens next. Meanwhile, the streets get grungy from all the increased traffic, and people start longing for the cold to drive everyone back indoors, back to school, back home...
On the horizon are a few merchandise drops I'm looking forward to. Disgaea 2 is coming, another time sink in the making. I've already got my copy preordered and now I'm just waiting for EB online to start shipping. House season 2 hits on the 22nd of this month, and being one of the few remaining reasons for me to continue watching TV, I know I'll be snagging that ********. Been investing soem time in Titan Quest lately, and it's like playing with an old friend who you haevn't spoken to in a few years. She's prettied herself up a bit, and changed some of her style, but the core is still the same. I'm speaking, of course, of the Diablo series. While the core gameplay remains basically unchanged, a lot of the boundaries between classes have been removed, and a lot of the previous issues fixed. Sure, it's still an almost mindless click-fest and item whording simulation, but it's still great fun. I can finally make a slightly more playable Necromancer Tank, and I'm enjoying it immensley. It serves as a wonderful distraction from World of Warcraft, a game I'm trying not to burn out on. There's about 10 Lvl 60's who want me to run with them, but at a currently pathetic Lvl 26, they must continue to wait.
Work goes on much as it always has. The same drudgery and foul ******** that people seem intent on killing me with. I'm the senior agent on the desk through sheer luck and my inability to get fired from IBM for over 2 years. Insanity. Approaching 3 years of modding, too. Like always, that's a thrill a month job, and I'm not sure how long I'll be willing to continue it. Not that it's torture or anything, and it's certainly not stagnant. There just seem to by cyclical problems that I've had far too much time to become adjusted to, and my expectations seem to have lowered abnormally. Which in turn means less disappointment, but less reward. Funny ol' world, isn't it?
Nice guys finish last.
You're running out of gas.
Your sympathy will get you left behind.
Sometimes you're at your best, when you feel the worst.
Do you feel washed up, like piss going down the drain
Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane.
I'm so ******** happy I could cry.
Every joke can have its truth and now the joke's on you.
I never knew you were such a funny guy.
Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast.
Don't pat yourself on the back you might break your spine.
Living on command.
You're shaking lots of hands.
Kissing up and bleeding all your trust,
taking what you need.
Bite the hand that feeds.
You lose your memory and you got no shame.
Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane.
I'm so ******** happy I could cry.
Every joke can have its truth and now the joke's on you.
I never knew you were such a funny guy.
Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast.
Don't pat yourself on the back you might break your spine.
 Twistex · Wed Aug 16, 2006 @ 04:22am · 6 Comments |
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