EZ_Drole Defiantdagger
12-16-03, 10:26 PM
Ahh, flashback to a couple weeks ago where I had my State of the Drole spiel...
Now for the update, 4 days now til the 20th anniversary edition of Drole comes out and life just keeps getting funnier (to me, and whatever god there is that has taken the time to stop, point, laugh, then go about the universe and such business befitting someone with omnipresence, like creating planets, people or playing skeeball and such).
Well, the car that I once said I would drive until it dies because I could afford nothing else, is on it's last legs (actually it's more like it's dragging it's bloody stumps across hot coals and firey broken glass with it's face because it's arms were lost long ago, but nevertheless let's move right along...). So here I am still forced to drive it so that I can keep my job, which has also changed for the better... kinda. The person handling supplies recently retired and I was given that job... but now I find out because someone else will be fired that I have to still work my old job and bounce back and forth, all while doing little jobs on the computers at work (note to self, never mention you know anything about computers when the job isn't related). So yeah here I am driving the smoking shitmobile (yes, smoking, I think I give drivers behind me, and to the side when I stop, enough second hand smoke to knock off a good chunk of their life) back and forth to that job that has become exponentially harder all for probably what a cashier at a local market chain makes after 3 months.
Yes, I know I shouldn't really complain because:
A) I have a car
B) I have a job
C) I haven't yet been attacked by a ravenous monster
But...
A) The car may get me from point A to point B but most of the time it still doesn't stop until point C and the smoke goes forward and pisses off the people in points D-K
B) Yes, and actually I am quite happy with everyone there, and I love working for some god-awful reason so I guess I shouldn't really complain but I felt the need to throw in some gripes just to beef up the rant.
C) Well, this is true but I've been wishing it upon myself for quite some time so this is a disappointment nevertheless
As for physical health, at least I am a prime specimen with the slight exception that I've now thrown out my back 3 times in one month. Yes, I meant slight as in: a slightly massive trainwreck, a slight nuclear explosion, or a slight pain from being riddled with bullets.
Ahh yes, and now for the update on ye olde love(e) life(e).
Interestingly enough, in one of those stab-you-in-the-neck-fantastic, rubbing-salt-in-the-wound-then-pissing-on-it-super-duper ways, my ex who was none to fond of commitment is getting engaged and picking out gowns. My only solace in this matter is that she is rather young so it will more than likely fail miserably probably leaving her with a kid alone and cold much to the amusement of myself (even though I will still feel horrible somewhere deep down, honestly, I swear). Unfortunately though, for now this just adds more sting to the already gaping wide, blood gushing, pythonesque wound where what little of a cold black heart I once had was.
Other than that, the love life is going just fan-@#%$-tastic, of the 0 prospects I had, 0 have worked out real well for me which leaves me with 0/0 which is of course better than 1/0 but both seem a little undefined.
In the end, I find myself about to lose what little money I have now in a struggled attempt to get a used automobile and then spend the next 5 years of my life just making it by like most other people nowadays. It's amusing because it always seems that everyone else got themselves into the situation but most of the times you can sit back and look and kinda see them all herded into their current positions like lambs to slaughter, the only difference being lambs are packaged a little better afterwards and don't get as many worms crawling through them (although this one time, well... that's another story in itself).
But at least it's Christmas time, that mystical time of year when the ghost of @#%$ rises from the grave to feast on the flesh of the living! So we all sing Christmas Carols to lull him back to sleep.
"It's the most wonderful time of the year..." *trails off*
EDIT-- Even got beat to the thread title, =/ Edited by: Drole Defiantdagger at: 12/16/03 10:33 pm
Now for the update, 4 days now til the 20th anniversary edition of Drole comes out and life just keeps getting funnier (to me, and whatever god there is that has taken the time to stop, point, laugh, then go about the universe and such business befitting someone with omnipresence, like creating planets, people or playing skeeball and such).
Well, the car that I once said I would drive until it dies because I could afford nothing else, is on it's last legs (actually it's more like it's dragging it's bloody stumps across hot coals and firey broken glass with it's face because it's arms were lost long ago, but nevertheless let's move right along...). So here I am still forced to drive it so that I can keep my job, which has also changed for the better... kinda. The person handling supplies recently retired and I was given that job... but now I find out because someone else will be fired that I have to still work my old job and bounce back and forth, all while doing little jobs on the computers at work (note to self, never mention you know anything about computers when the job isn't related). So yeah here I am driving the smoking shitmobile (yes, smoking, I think I give drivers behind me, and to the side when I stop, enough second hand smoke to knock off a good chunk of their life) back and forth to that job that has become exponentially harder all for probably what a cashier at a local market chain makes after 3 months.
Yes, I know I shouldn't really complain because:
A) I have a car
B) I have a job
C) I haven't yet been attacked by a ravenous monster
But...
A) The car may get me from point A to point B but most of the time it still doesn't stop until point C and the smoke goes forward and pisses off the people in points D-K
B) Yes, and actually I am quite happy with everyone there, and I love working for some god-awful reason so I guess I shouldn't really complain but I felt the need to throw in some gripes just to beef up the rant.
C) Well, this is true but I've been wishing it upon myself for quite some time so this is a disappointment nevertheless
As for physical health, at least I am a prime specimen with the slight exception that I've now thrown out my back 3 times in one month. Yes, I meant slight as in: a slightly massive trainwreck, a slight nuclear explosion, or a slight pain from being riddled with bullets.
Ahh yes, and now for the update on ye olde love(e) life(e).
Interestingly enough, in one of those stab-you-in-the-neck-fantastic, rubbing-salt-in-the-wound-then-pissing-on-it-super-duper ways, my ex who was none to fond of commitment is getting engaged and picking out gowns. My only solace in this matter is that she is rather young so it will more than likely fail miserably probably leaving her with a kid alone and cold much to the amusement of myself (even though I will still feel horrible somewhere deep down, honestly, I swear). Unfortunately though, for now this just adds more sting to the already gaping wide, blood gushing, pythonesque wound where what little of a cold black heart I once had was.
Other than that, the love life is going just fan-@#%$-tastic, of the 0 prospects I had, 0 have worked out real well for me which leaves me with 0/0 which is of course better than 1/0 but both seem a little undefined.
In the end, I find myself about to lose what little money I have now in a struggled attempt to get a used automobile and then spend the next 5 years of my life just making it by like most other people nowadays. It's amusing because it always seems that everyone else got themselves into the situation but most of the times you can sit back and look and kinda see them all herded into their current positions like lambs to slaughter, the only difference being lambs are packaged a little better afterwards and don't get as many worms crawling through them (although this one time, well... that's another story in itself).
But at least it's Christmas time, that mystical time of year when the ghost of @#%$ rises from the grave to feast on the flesh of the living! So we all sing Christmas Carols to lull him back to sleep.
"It's the most wonderful time of the year..." *trails off*
EDIT-- Even got beat to the thread title, =/ Edited by: Drole Defiantdagger at: 12/16/03 10:33 pm