Sunday, February 15, 2009

Dinner with Zoria

The subject says it all, really: Zoria picked me up and we shared a lovely dinner at Carino's. Hadn't seen hir in years, so it was nice for both of us. I'd type more, but food coma is starting to set in so I better get to sleep.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Brainlessness

So, a friend of mine (and I'm using the term friend very loosely here) is getting depressed and threatening to leave the Internet just because other people aren't acknowledging his particular way of ... expanding on another artist's work. Specifically, he took a species created by someone else, made them into a gooey, vore-obsessed versiont hat never reaches a mental maturity above the age of 13, but now he's upset because he's not well-known for that (despite it being a completely unoriginal concept) and that other people have done far better artwork of the same species inspired by the original artist's work.

As a result of this, he's both threatening to leave the Internet and wished he had a gun for, well, rather obvious reasons. Given that he's been talking about both of these things for over a year, though, I've told him to go see a psychologist and print out this chat log. He refuses to do so. I translated that as "I refuse to do anything that would allow someone to help me" and he went off on a rant about how he thinks he's right, how he doesn't want to disclose anything he deos online, and how he doesn't feel like he belongs in reality. I've ended the conversation by telling him that, if he truly feels that way, then he should just go kill himself right now. And that I'd see him tomorrow because we both know damn well that he's not going to follow through with any of these threats.

Any suggestions on dealing with this in a constructive way, or should I just tell him to fuck off and block him? If not for the fact he's kinda cute, I'd probably have given up a long time ago. Jsut for the record, no, this isn't someone I'm interested in as more than a friend.

Monday, February 9, 2009

A productive day

It's my last day of time at home before I go back out on the road again, barring any unforeseen trouble getting a work assignment or similar issue. I've managed to get quite a lot done today, too:
  1. Packed up everything in the hotel room
  2. Sorted out what I'm taking with me on the road, what I'm keeping in the car so I have it for FWA, and what I'm putting in storage.
  3. Deposited $20 worth of change at the credit union.
  4. Put stuff into the storage unit.
  5. Mailed off a box to a friend.
  6. Went to my parents' to do laundry (yeah, I know, I'm mean)
  7. Converted old treasury bonds into digital form and mailed them in.
  8. Set up Google contact sync to work with my cell phone and updated relevant contacts.
  9. Typed up this blog post. :)
As for the rest of the night, when the laundry is done I'm going to head back to the hotel. If anyone wants to come over for dinner, I have a family sized chicken alfredo microwave thing to share. If not, I'll probably eat the whole thing myself. I plan on doing my taxes, if possible, though I'll have to look up a fair amount of information and I doubt I have it all with me. Tempted to just estimate and do it anyway, since I've a pretty good handle on the numbers in question (most importantly, that I worked about 310 days last year).

I definitely need to be in bed earlier tonight than I have been, though; I need to wake up around 7 AM, call and make sure that I have a useful work assignment, and be ready to head back to the truck. I think that I've been up 'til at least 1 AM every night I've been down here, usually later, but haven't been able to sleep past 9 AM. As such, I plan on crashing by 10 PM and getting nine good hours of rest before I have to return to work tomorrow. It'll be a shorter day of work, I know that much; I always ask to work no later than 6 PM on the first day I resume driving. But, reallym this is all speculation until I find out what's going on. :)