..arenot reliable.  I am still here in many ways.

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The funniest thing just didn't happen...all because I didn't have pants on.

I was sitting here at the computer, contemplating bashing my own head in with a hammer since I have a humongous headache, when all of a sudden I hear Sev scream, "YOU OWE ME!"  I kind of hear her because I have noise canceling headphones, but I did turn and ask her what she was talking about.  Apparentally....MORMONS were going door to door and Sev deflected em for us.  But when she tells me this, my jaw drops to the floor and I ask, "Why didn't you come and get me!  I was rasied Jehovah's Witness and these Mormons are trying to horn in on the door-to-door market?  Oh, UH UH No they didn't!"

Sev is of course pointing to me and points out the fact that I was just lounging in my underwear and had no pants on.  I curse my lack of good fortune as I would have loved to have gotten into a religious discussion with some Mormons from the JW persepctive.  I could have given them some pointers on the whole door-to-door thing.  Damn and I don't even have a Watchtower to give them.

Damn the bad luck!  That could have been the most hilraious thing to happen this month....

I'm alive.  That's about it.

Kaybye.

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I often sit and think about things when there is nothing to do, which there seems to be more and more of lately.  I've found my life settling into a routine, and while there needs to be a change, I don't know what I need to do to initiaite this change.  Here is what I mean.

I work from 3pm -1130pm Monday through  Friday.  When I get home, I get online.  I'll check email, MySpace, friends list on LJ, my SWG guild site, my Battlefield 2142/Vietnam Clan site, and then either play SWG, BF 2142, or mess around online reading wikipedia or looking at stupid videos until the wee hours of the morning.  I go to bed anywhere between 4am and 630am depending on the day, and then I'll wake up either at 2pm...or somedays, Sev just shoves her foot in my ass, like she did today, and make me get out of bed before noon.  Every day I bitch about how I need to go to bed when I get home from work, and then when I get home from work, bam...back to the routine...

And so the cycle continues with no signs of breaking.  And as usual...I have thoughts and opinions that I always keep to myself.

Shit like...I don't want to go back into roleplaying.  While I enjoyed the good times I shared with many of you on my friends list, I still feel a twinge of bitterness and general sadness when it comes to some things that happened over the course of online roleplaying all those years ago.  While I've toyed with the idea, I've kind of decided I'm just fine with popping into a room now and then just to say hello for a few minutes before disappearing again.

I'm really bored with Star Wars Galaxes, yet, I continue to play it.  Honestly, there is not too much left in the game that I haven't done, but either I can't find a group to do the quests on Mustafar I need to get done, or I just don't have any drive whatsoever.  Plus did I mention I currently am the guild leader of one of the oldest Rebel guilds on my server?  So not only do I try to balance play time when I'm on, I also have to take care of the online children as it were.  Though I can't complain too much about them because for the most part, they are a mature lot, but somedays, I just want to be left the hell alone.

I'm tired right now, and should really go to sleep.  Problem?  I don't want to.  I don't want to go to sleep.  I haven't wanted to go to sleep for a long time and I don't know if that is some sort of sign for something, but I just know that even though I enjoy it when I sleep, I don't like to do it unless I absolutely have to do it.

I wish I had taken piano lessons when I was younger.  I also wish I was a better guitar player.  I have more musical talent in my pinkie finger than any of those idiots on American Idol have.

I should start a band, but that would require work, which I'm not a big fan of...so I guess I shouldn't complain about mot being a famous singer when I haven't put in any work for it.  Of course the part of the country I live in isn't really known for the stars and muscal celebrities it creates.  Hell this place isn't even known for having any cute girls.  If you're down though for the fat, bitchy, psychos, then my friend this is paradise.

I have a website.  www.pingsteal.net .  I've had it for almost two months now, but there is still no site there.  I want to make one, but then there's that work thing again.  I don't feel likedling any work of any sort, which is fucked up because whenever I play SWG, that's exxactly what I' trying to do.  Work.  But it's okay.  I'll get over it somehow.

I wonder what's going on in the lives of friends I haven't seen in awhile.  I haven't seen an update from Daki in several months and he used to be on everyday.  Yon used to post stuff about what was going with her in Seattle, but she doesn't anymore.  My friendship with Paige never did repair itself after it broke apart all those years ago, even after I started reading her journal and leaving small comments now and then.

People change, and they move on to new things, and I keep thinking that is what I ought to do...move on from LiveJournal.  I don't use this blog.  I'm not a blogger.  I don't like people knowing too much about what goes on with me, but in truth, there really isn't anything going on with me.  My wife is the bigger blogger of us two, and that's fine with me.  Of course she goes through journals like most people go through pairs of underwear.

So yeah...these are the things that keep me up at night.  These are the things I think about when my mind goes blank.

Man I wish I had some pot.