My "Love Horoscope"

You've been given a choice between spending your hard-earned cash on material things or taking your sweetheart out for a real-life experience instead - say, dinner and dancing? There's really no contest, is there? Forget the mall. Have some fun tonight with your partner. Go somewhere you've never been.

I shit you not! "Forget the mall"!!

*sigh* if only I had a love interest. But why start something doomed to fail, right? "Hi! I'm looking for a cuddle buddy for my last 6 months here. Want to risk an emotional attachment?"

Updates from my Twitter!

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<3!

I realize most people are done with MySpace, but I lost my password in the reformatting of my computer, and I sent in the password request via automated email two days ago, and nada. Seriously, wtf? No wonder this site is dying.

Also, the more I learn about other people, the more normal I feel. And it frightens me. A lot.

Somebody, please speed up time. I want to go to OTS now. Get paid a reasonable and acceptable amount. Meet new people. See new places. Get a car that works. I'm broker than hell, I don't have the money to fix my car, and I will NOT ask my father for money to fix it up.

Also, another New Years Resolution. I'm not going to let work rule my schedule as much as I have. I'm going to start making more time-off requests so I can hang with what few friends I have left in this area.

And I really want to get wasted. I don't want to deal with this shit.

Also: Horoscopes are sometimes scarily true shit.

I just found out that I have to clock in at 9am on January, 2010. So much for getting wasted and blowing shit up.

Also, 45*F on a motorcycle is NOT fun! x_x

I think when I return to Florida, I'm going to see if a Tarot Deck will find me.

Whatever Holiday you enjoy most, be it Winter Solstice, Christmas, Kwanzaa, or Hanukkah, I hope it's a good one for you <3

This might sound weird, but I think I finally figured out why I truly don't like being at 'home' with the family.

Here, I'm in their house, their rules. I'm constrained to the confines in which I've been raised. I can't be free here. They care about me, and they want me to grow, but this isn't the right place. Like trying to meditate on a Subway. Sure, you can do it, but it's not the best place to. I feel like I can't be myself, that I have to put on this persona-- well, my old persona. My high school persona. The one where I was never in control. Do your homework. Go to bed. Tuck your shirt in. Don't play on the computer. I realize this sounds incredibly mundane, but sometimes, I just want to not give a fuck, to not do anything.

I mean, I love my parents, and they've never done anything wrong to me. But I feel like I'm a caged bird. Clipped wings. Sure, I'm safe in this cage, I've got food and water. But I can't fly. I'm just here, looking pretty as she shows me off to her friends. Look at how well he looks, he's done this and that. He's about to do this, and will soon be followed by that. I'm just... a trophy child.

Then again, fuck if I know who or what I am.

I do know when I get back to Florida, I'm re-studying German. Allegedly, if I pass a proficiency test beyond a certain point, I get a nice bonus on my military paycheck. Und mein Deustch, schlecht vie ist, ist besser dan anderes

So, the reason I haven't been on the computer in the past few days is because mine had a heart attack on Monday.

So, past few days have been shittastic.

Last week, one guy quite, another came in to work High on something (sent him home early). Worked extra to cover. Sunday, slept until like noon, trying to recover, then saw Avatar: Digital 3D. Predictable plot, stereotypical ending, but the road was amazing.

Monday: Worked over 11 hours straight (even my break was full of "SEAN! WE NEED ____!" Sent someone home early because they were sick. Get back home, my computer gets a nasty virus. Spend a few hours trying to fix it. No avail.

Tuesday. Another shitty 11 hour shift. Another person quits. Effin-A. So, after work, I'm driving home, and my car dies on the I-95. By what a few people are saying, I've got issues with my fuel injector or fuel line. After waiting 45 minutes for the Tow Truck, an accident happens about a half mile ahead, causing a massive traffic stop. All this within 2 miles of my exit.

By the time I get back to my place, it's about 1:15am. Oh, did I mention I have a 5:30am flight out of Orlando International? I managed to get the week off so I could surprise my mom for Christmas.

And I just spent the last several hours reformatting my computer, reinstalling Windows, etc. So much for thinking my car would last at LEAST until I left for OCS next year (when I would have the money for a newer/better one)

I will never understand people. I may be able to predict their actions, but as for truly understanding them in the way I understand math. Oh, and you women are the worst of all. Sometimes, I truly envy the gays.

The only decent thing to happen today is that ONE employee actually told me she's going to miss my being around next week (I'm pretty much the only person that gets shit done, instead of saying "do this do that" and lounge around). It'll be interesting hearing about what happens next week during my personal vacation. Most of my coworkers don't like me anyways, which probably only contributes to my curiosity.

Bleh. Another crazy-tastic day.

Two people flirted with me today. One was that creepy stalking old ugly guy I've previously mentioned. The other is one of the Hot Topic girls. Winks and smiles galore. Crazy white hair too :3

Sunday: 4pm showing of Avatar: Digital 3D version

Holiday shoppers are not the cleanest people. 4Srs. And I need some Vodka and Scrubs to relax after a retarded day like today.

Hrmmm.... how to ask about Hot Topic girl without being TOO much of a creeper.