Current Ramblings

Tuesday, September 30, 2003

(Currently listening to: The Psychedelic Furs' "All Of This And Nothing" on vinyl)

A bunch of my friends are currently infatuated with this site called Friendster. Personally, while I may seem like a friendly, outgoing person, Introvertster is a little more my speed. I know too many people already, and...okay, this is going to sound stupid and horrible, but I'm not a bad-looking person, and the last thing I need is peope who happen to know some friend of a friend of a friend trying to hook up with me. I spent my teenage years trying to avoid male attention as much as possible. But...okay, I caved to peer pressure and signed up. I'm sure everybody will be tired of it by Saturday anyway.

The Mini-Con Road Assault Team really need to be girls. They're so GIRLY. When Energon Arcee comes out, I'm giving them to her.

All my friends are talking about Final Fantasy Tactics Advance right now, and it's making me sad that I haven't gotten it yet. I'm so behind on GBA and GameCube games that it's not even funny.

If anybody is reading this really wants a good fan-art site to click around on, go to WaraWarabi's site. It's in Japanese and hasn't been updated for a month, but it's love.

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Monday, September 29, 2003

Today was nice.

To start with, I had the day off. Now, I do really like my job, but no matter how much you love what you do for a living, a day off is always better than a day at work. I slept in later than I meant, but that's okay. After some sitting around listening to some of my new records, I burned a mix CD and walked up to Target. I love that I can just walk to things here, though Target's about my limit for a casual walk at right around 2 miles from my apartment. It was a bit chilly. Autumn is definitely here. It was just a really pleasant walk, culminating in me finding a good purse that I really like on heavy clearance. And later Graham and I met up with Steve-o at Walky's and had a bit of an Armada marathon to get Steve caught up.

Steve-o is the only one who likes mushrooms on his pizza.

There was a young, stray black cat near Walky's apartment, but Graham says we can't have another cat.

I've just been feeling generally good about life lately. It's like I've reached this point that I would never have imagined I could ever reach, but it's still not an unreasonable extrapolation of where my life has been headed all along. There are things I've been involved with that still make me just stop and be amazed by it all. I guess I don't see myself in the role that I've fallen into yet. It'll take time.

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I feel sorry for anybody who has been skipping Armada. There were a lot of seriously lame moments, but the end is really turning into a payoff, and it's a payoff that can't be fully understood unless you slogged through the 40-some preceeding episodes.

My cat is completely insane. Not even in a normal cat way.

So work... I really wonder about my job. We get some real weirdos. I'm not saying that our customer base is horrible. The vast majority of our customers are perfectly good people, even the ones who couldn't figure out on their own that their 20-year collection of Better Homes & Gardens isn't actually worth money. But then we get people like the guy last night. I was standing at the counter cleaning off some grubby books before pricing them, and the guy comes up and notices one of our box cutters lying on the counter a couple feet from me. He didn't look like a vagrant or anything, which most of the loonies we get in tend to, he looked like a 20-ish boy who devoted far too much of his time to looking hiply dishevelled. He picked up the box cutter and stared at it with the rapture of someone who absolutely by no means should have a knife. He was shaking, and when he spoke he stuttered. What he said was a stuttery rendition of "Somebody left their knife here...". I figured he was just messing with me, so, barely looking up, I replied matter-of-factly with "That's one of our box cutters." He stuttered something about putting it with the boxes, but just kept clutching it and staring at it and shaking. So I took it out of his hand and dropped it into the cup behind the counter. He kept staring at his empty hand for a moment, then he proceeded to just sorta mope aroudn the store. Like I said, I thought he was just some punk kid messing with me, but as I noticed him around the store I realized he was clearly on some high-grade drugs. And I had just matter-of-factly swiped a razor out of his hands as though I had seen this all before. I can step back and see this as some funny bit from a movie, a movie about a record store or, hey, a book store with a side-character so deadpan and jaded that she can just disarm a threatening guy without really looking up from her work. I don't like to think I've become that character, but I suppose I'm getting awful good at dealing with the really freaky customers. Though most of them don't play with the razor blades.

I'll probably be back with more later today. My schedule doesn't fit well into normal dates.

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Sunday, September 28, 2003

I have a very interesting story to share regarding my workplace, but I will have to share it later. Walky has new Armada episodes and there's a new Big O tonight. Check back later to hear about how I cleverly disarmed a knife-wielding junkie!

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I totally got a cell phone.

I did. I totally got a cell phone. It's one of those pre-paid deals, so I'm not going to put the number up here because I don't want people calling me all the time for no reason. It's with Virgin Mobile, because I figure, if I'm going to be blowing my cash on something intangible like "cell phone service", I would rather be giving it to someone like Popular Transformers UK Guest Star Richard Branson. I adore Richard Branson. I'm sorry, SIR Richard Branson, because even the royalty knows he rocks. And the extra faceplate was even that iridescent blue-purple color that changes with the angle of the light. And one of the downloadable ringtones was the Invader ZIM theme. This was made for me.

"Dash" is an exceedingly excellent episode of Armada. I will not spoil, I will just say it was excellent.

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Saturday, September 27, 2003

If I write it, will they come?

So I've decided to start a blog. Why, you might ask? Because I need to write, and there's so much going on in my life lately that I'm having trouble concentrating well enough to get a proper story down. My life is full of amazing shit right now, and that, I think, is my problem. All my good fiction comes when I'm angsty as hell and needing to project or escape or what have you. But I still need to write. So I will blog, just to make the words happen. And maybe, just maybe, someone will read it. That'd be pretty cool.

Goodbye for now!

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