Well, my dears, feels like that time again. No blog of mine shall e’er be lonely… ‘Cept I have nothing to report, really. My life is boring. Well, it’s either more boring than it sounds, or less boring than I can say. Meh. I dunno.
It is hot, humid, and we keep getting thunderstorms. I am sweaty and gross if I stay inside. But I am sweaty, gross, and sopping wet if I go outside, because I will get rained on and then have to ride the humid dirty subway. There’s just no way to win.
Today I had the day off and I did a whole lot of nothing. Inked a superhero portrait for a friend at work. It looks pretty good too, the paint job came out nice. I just wish I’d have remembered to leave a border around the edge. Ah well. I guess that was somewhat productive.
And I played me a whole lot of Baldur’s Gate. Those pixely demons shall feel the wrath of my awesome pixel warriors!
‘Scuse me while I nerd out a little… but I know that at least one of the humans reading this will care. Anyway, BG2 has a bard subclass “Skald”. It’s great because the special ability song inspires your allies and makes their weapons do more damage. Much better than any of the other bard songs. So my protagonist is a half-elf skald. And she is awesome. Today I got further in the game than I’d ever had the patience for when I played it in high school. I might even finish this one. And as I can probably count on one hand the number of games I’ve ever beaten to the end (Civilization only counts as one), it’s sort of like I could be accomplishing something.
But it’s summer and I don’t wanna do a whole lot of anything. I go to work, I come home and am lazy..
I’ve started cutting snowflakes while working coat check. Not to many coats this time of year, you see, and I needed to do something with my hands. Now the entire left wall of the coat check is a lovely art-nouveauish blizzard. My coworkers have started pointing me out to inquisitive customers. “Oh yeah, over there, that’s the crazy girl who made all the snowflakes, she’s totally nuts…”. At least that’s what I imagine they say.
They make me laugh though. The people I work with are awesome. It really makes up for the boringness of the job.
I plan on seeing some other parts of the east coast this week! That’s the hope, anyway. Gonna take the train to New Haven and meet up with my friend Jill, and we’re thinking we might take a road trip to Boston for a day. It’s still a skeleton of an evil scheme as of yet. Might depend on the weather of on how lazy we are feeling. But it will be fun no matter what we do. It will be good to pull myself out of the house just for fun and not for work or errand running.
I feel tired and that may mean I need to go to bed. I don’t even know anymore. My sleep schedule is all out of whack, as I had to take some morning shifts this week and I never know what time of day I ought to be sleeping any more. I kinda just conk out for an hour or six whenever I feel like it. It’s crazy. I love summer.
And yet there’s a sick part of me that can’t wait till fall, when I’ll be working my ass off all the time again. At least, I’d better be. I feel I’ve been so very lazy… I can’t even tell when I’ve been lazy anymore! I can’t have been that lazy, I seem to have enough money. I could be delusional about that though. But there’s nobody out there going to give me a grade for the semester. How will I know I did good? It’s madness, I tell you!
People at work keep telling me I’m sure to be successful. Successful at what, however? That’s what I’d like to know.
Eh, enough of this nonsense.
