I am leaving for the World Steam Expo tomorrow morning. Tonight I will be staying at Loki's house. Pretty much as soon as the last member of our airship gets off work (in the morning) we set sail. Or flight or something. Seriously hoping I don't forget anything, but I believe I am all set. Did my packing before work today.

I started writing a bit the other night. But then I got distracted and shut down the browser, and now I can't seem to find an autosave of it. I was under the impression this thing autosaves. Or that I hit save. Or something. But I only had like a paragraph, so its no great loss.

Hopefully I'll maybe get some typing done during the expo. I suppose it depends on how busy things are.

Oh, my desktop died and I am seriously peeved. Same problem three times in a row, and I am sick of taking it to my brother to fix it. Upon startup (or waking up from sleep) none of the USB ports work, nor the monitor. It has something to do woth a bad patch it automatically gets, I think? And putting it into sleep mode causes it to freak the fuck out.
But also I have a dead fan on it and another one thats on its last leg of life. I am considering just buying a new computer, but I am having a tricky time justifying it. It'd be about $800 for a new one... been looking on ibuypower.com. I am probably going to wait and see what the next sales being and maybe make a descision based onthat. I wish shipping from there wasn't so expensive. $75!

So anyway thats your update on my life. Enjoy it.

So I like typing. I like blogging. But getting started on a post is really the hard part. Always excuses, something else I'd rather be doing.

Right now I am over at Pookie's sitting in a room full of various people I know that I don't feel like coming up with clever nicknames for. Except for... Hermes. Yes, I shall call her Hermes.
Hermes and her boyfriend Loki are going to the Steampunk. Loki is driving and we'll be staying in a hotel room together. Should be great fun.

But yes, now. Three people are on Mass Effect 3, one person is on Diablo 3, and one more person is on some other obscure game I don't know. Two more sit on laptops doing their own individual things, and Boyfriend is watching Pookie play ME.

I was playing Fire Red, working on my Nuzlocke run, but really that doesn't interest me terribly at the moment. I might fire up Emerald Randomizer to set up a started and write about that Nuzlocke run, but I dunno. Then I'd also have two going at once. Eh whatevs I dunno.

People are switching things up but not doing much that inerests me... or that I could really be involved in. Hermes and Pookie and writing. I could write. They are Writers... but I write occasionally. Well, I guess I don't even really write occasionally. I imagine stories, I live them in my head, but I don'tt put them down on paper/computer. I know, I should. Maybe I'll write.

Guess I'll see what happens

People are viewing my blog. Whats wrong with you people?

I have been completely absorbed in Diablo. I want to do nothing more besides eat food, drink caffeine, and play copious amounts of Diablo. Work is really cramping my style.
Opening night was a bummer. I stayed up until servers launched and finally managed to get on the server... but couldn't create a character. I was so tired, I gave up and went to bed.

I didn't think it requiring an internet connection would bug me as much as it does. Really with the amount of us who were trying to play all at once (I went to Pookie and Tom's house to play) it causes lag, and this mad me angry. Lag on a singleplayer game? Stoopid.
Have had a good time playing with other people here and there, though. I need to experinment with a hardcore character... which is hard for me because sometimes I play like a retard. I rush into battle "OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT!" and run back out. My retreat is not always successful. And I guess to be fair my tactics on Diablo 3 are weay better than they were on Diablo 2.

On smaller less inmportant notes, I have picked up watching 30 Rock on Netflix because its nice to have something playing in the background sometimes. Also I am doing a Nuzlocke run on Pokemon Fire Red. So far so good. I might try writing some Pokemon Nuzlocke fanfic at some point, but I haven't decided for sure yet.

Anyway that was just a quick update with what I have been doing. Back to work!

Paranoia Paranoia, everybody's coming to get me

So my desktop has taken a shit on me, which is unacceptable, especially before the release of Diablo 3. Thankfully, Brother is brilliant with computers. Its done this same thing before, and I think the fix is a matter of wiggling some parts around.

Got my new corset in the mail.
I am going to World Stream Expo downstate at the end of this month and I had ordered a corset from Ebay. Well I measured and went by their little sizing chart but the corset I ended up with was kinda big and looked funny, lots of gaps and whatnot. So I gave that one to Pookie (its still up in the air whether or not she will be able to go) and ordered myself a new one and luckily managed to get it at half the price and a size smaller. Fits much better, I am pleased.

Had the weekend off, didn't accomplish much. Grocery shopping. Hanging out. Being frustrated.
I realized I am the only one of my friends that doesn't have her own place. Everyone else is married, engaged, and has their own house or apartment. Its incredibly frustrating. Two of them older, one younger, and one the same age.  I wasn't supposed to be where I am now.

Of course I suppose life is better than what it was heading for. Less complicated. My last boyfriend was in the army (he wasn't when we started dating, he joined during) and that was making things hella-hard. Although I'm not going to worry about telling that tale unless there is some anonymous reading who is simply DYING to hear. lulz

So today's to-do list is to hopefully hook with Brother for lunch and hand my desktop off to him. Then probably lots of derping around, possibly trying to actually write something. I wanted to do something with Abby (my dog) today, but its overcast and a little chilly. Guess we'll see how the day goes.

Twilight sparkle up in the party.

Called Pookie. We're having lunch tomorrow, Chinese.
And I think giving people nicknames is a fantastic idea. I don't have to call anyone by real name. No one will know... it shall all be a secret! No one could possibly figure it out.

Anyway, Diablo on the 15th and 16th. Then I have that weekend off as my regular weekend, which is always nice. Then I have that next Friday and Saturday and them so odd days off after that for the World Steam Expo downstate. It will be my first convention of any sort, so I am anticipating good fun. I have worked on coming up with at least a halfway decent costume (four, actully) so hopefully I look okay.

Tomorrow should be pleasant. Probably breakfast at Boyfriends. I hate coffee, but he knows how to make a good cuppa even I will drink. Right amound of everything in it. It's always something to look forward to.

I have [picked up rewatching Spaced, because I love Simon Pegg. And I almost hate to say it, but I have watched at least two episodes of the new My Little Pony. I just wanted to see what all the hubub was about. Its not so bad, really. If I had kids, we'd totally watch MLP.

But I'll be sure to let you know what happens.

I can't decide whether you should live or die

Ahh break time at work. Sunday which is my Friday, and Monday which is my Saturday. Or I suppose Monday more accurately my Sunday. You know what I mean.

I have been feeling like I work too much in the past week or two. True, I only work 40 hour weeks, which really isn't so bad. But working in the afternoons has its drawbacks. Yeah I can sleep in, or just hang around the house in the morning, but I can't get myself to go anywhere. No no, don't have time to hang out, got to work at 2:30. Nope, I shouldn't run into town because I'll be pressed for time, have to work at 2:30. Then orf course 11 at night rolls around and theres nothing to do unless I want to go to the One Bar right here in town. Big Town is too far away and hardly worth the effort, unless I really really wanted to go to Meijer.

Don't get me wrong, working afternoons is nice sometimes. I can stay up late if I want, and its easy to sleep in and still have time before work. I was put on 6am shifts for a little while, and I was pretty miserable. Get up at 5:40, leave for work at 5:50, work, get off at 2:30, come home and immediately nap for two-three hours. Then of course, because I napped, I stay up late because I am not tired. But then I have to get up early and go to work. Its a vicious cycle.


But my point. The department schedule has come out for the end of May, and I got all the days off I requested plus my usual weekend off. So that gives me two weeks with three days off each week. That will be a nice little blessing. I have the 15th-16th off to go spend with a pair of friends playing Diablo 3. Friend's names shall be henceforth Pookie and Tom. I like Pookie and Tom.

Interrupting this post, I need to call Pookie.

Me? I'm kind of a rarity. You? Work that dexterity.

So I guess starting this blog was a good thing. I was forced off my post earlier due to break being over, and I found myself thinking about what I wanted to say next.

It's like introducing yourself to a new friend. You get the excitement of retelling all about yourself like you're saying it all to a brand new person, it doesn't even matter if someone is reading or not. And since I don't care if anyone reads or not, I can take all damn day to get to a point if I want to.

But to the point. I should set up myself, I suppose.

I live in northern michigan and work in housekeeping at a hospital. I live with my friend and her fiance who currently own a house in the same small town I work in. I have a boyfriend going to college to be a pilot, and he spends most nights over with me, although we sleep seperate. I myself have no desire to go to college.

Everyone asks after high school "What are you going to do now? Where are you going to go to college?" And then I was tasked with the semi awkward situation of trying to explain I had absolutely no desire to go to college. I have no idea what I want to do. I wasn't about to put myself into debt without even having a direction in life yet. I don't regret it, either. If I find something I decide I want to do, I can always go back to college later.

I have a dog, and my housemate has two of her own. My dogs name is Abby, she is a German Sheperd/Rottweiler mix. She is the first dog thats every truly been mine, and the first big dog I've ever really had in my life. I absolutely adore the crap out of her, she is my pretty puppy princess.
Also, I would not have picked the name Abby for her. But alas, thats the name she had at the shelter. I'm sure I'll tell Abby's adoption story at some point.

\I am somewhat frustrated with my life at its current point. Every day is a little stale. Although I suppose its not monotony I don't like, its just the wrong things are monotonus.
I feel cramped in my living conditions, which is no fault of my roomies. Confining all your belongings to a small room (with a sad little closet) is just a little tiresome. I am not always the neatest person, and there tends to be a good amount of overflow. However I cannot afford a place of my own, its quite expensive in this area to find a place. Plus I am somewhat limited since I have to look for somewhere that allows an 80 pound Shep/Rott mix. Those breeds are both frowned upon.

I am also tired of working. But I suppose there exists in this world a lot of people who don't want to work. So really I can't complain too much about that. And I am thankful that at least I have a job that pays me a decent wage for what I do.
But really I'd rather be housewifing. I'd like to learn to cook. I'd like to get more dogs. I think I'd really enjoy dog breeding. It'd be something to do moreso as a hobby than strictly to make money, though. Probably, anyway.
I want kids. At least two, I think. And raising kids is a full time job itself.
I think it would be fun to learn a second language. I'd like to think if I had the time, I would pick up Roesetta Stone or something similar and try to teach myself.

Small silly things like that. But I suppose if my life continues down the path its on, I could have these things.
Boyfriend is training to be a pilot, and hopes to get a good job somewhere down the road. Piloting jobs pay pretty decently, and he has no problem with the fact I don't really want to work. So assuming things keep progressing well... but he won't be done with his classes for two, maybe three more years. And I don't think its officially been said between us (I don't remember) but I think marruage is out of the question until after that point.

So its like I can have all these things I want, but for now they are being dangled out of reach. And they are not things I want to wait for, not things I planned to wait for. I was hoping to be at least a little further along in my goals at this point in life. But I am young, so perhaps I was expecting too much too quickly.


Sometimes I fantasize about dropping my life and going somewhere else. I wouldn't of course. But it's exciting to think about. Drop everything and leave the country maybe. Meet new people and make new friends, maybe find someone to take me in until I can get on my feet.
Probably impossible in these times, though. A new state maybe, a new country not so easy.
But its not something I think I could really go through with. I have my ties here. My Friends, my Boyfriend.

But I guess I'd never really know for sure unless an oppurtunity cropped up.

So I have made a shiny new blog as a place to collect my thoughts. I revisted Livejournal just prior, trying to remember my old account log in information. I looked at how long ago the last entry was dated, and decided it was time to leave that one behind and start a new blog. So I went into the create a new account section to do so, just to find the username I wanted was already taken. Outraged, I visited the url of the blog that has stolen my desired name, only to realiase that it was, in fact, me. I had already gone about creating a second live journal to escape the first, much older one.

But still it was too dated. It was an older version of me. So I figured it would benefit me best to go to a new blog site entirely, and so here I am. Blogger. Tied in with Google, so I figure it should be convenient and wasy to use.

I have yet to decide just how personal I want to go, and how public I want to make it. I figure I will let words flow from my magical fingertips and just see what happens.

I have decided I want to try writing more, and I figure what better way than by starting a blog. It will capture me in the here and now, at my best and worst, just as the preceeding blogs have done. And perhaps one day I will leave this one behind, too, as I find myself becoming a new person. Growing up.

Or perhaps I shall henceforth remain stagnant and not change one bit. I can't decide how I feel about that yet. Although I am a pretty awesome person now.

So now that the obligatory into entry (thats fun to say) has been made, I must return back to work as my break is over.



I also apologise for any missing "a"s as this keyboard is not that great.