Getting Lost On The Road Of Life

This is mainly just a post informing everyone that there is new music up (or will be shortly), but I also wanted to share a few things.

Dirge of Cerberus is a surprisingly fun game, so give it a rent if you’ve been on the fence. But only a rent, as it is quite short and the multiplayer modes present in the Japanese version were unfortunately scrapped since apparently only 5 people own a hard drive in the US.

I am going to see a doctor on Wednesday (at 10 in the AM no less) in regards to discussing medication. Hopefully this will eventually bring about some change in my life.

And finally, the origin of this post’s title, revealed: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JwCB0yGwr-g

I guess I have to update or something? Whatever.

Recently my sister’s now ex-boyfriend finally moved out of our house. It’s great to have him gone, but it made me think of myself and my own future. Or, rather, my lack of one. Let’s say I actually get a job like I’m planning to do in the next couple months. Am I going to work that job for the rest of my life? Right now, I think I would be happy with such an establishment. Find a job that I can stand, and just do what I do now, except have money coming in. But I cannot understand how people do things like move out and find their own place, or start their own business, for examples. I simply can’t wrap my head around such concepts. Where do you find the bravery? Where do you find the motivation? How do you get things done? Just more things to think about, I suppose.

I found out the other day that glasses are awesome. I randomly tried on my mom’s glasses to mess around while watching TV and I noticed that the picture was much sharper and cleaner than when I wasn’t wearing them. I flipped over to the menu screen and discovered that I could actually read it without having to squint my eyes. It was eye-opening, to use a terrible pun. I would like to get a pair for myself, but since I have no way of affording such a thing I will simply have to do without. Hopefully, sometime in the future, I can find the means to acquire them. Davey has informed me that chicks dig specs, which I would imagine to at least be somewhat true. I don’t feel that procuring specs would vastly improve my attractiveness to the ladies, though, if at all.

On the whole, things are looking up at the moment. We will see what the week holds.

Current life flowchart goes as follows:

Medication -> Finding a job -> Learning to drive -> ???

The ??? is what scares me the most, frankly.

HEY WHAT IS IT CALLED WHEN YOUR GRAPHICS START FREAKING OUT AND SMOKE STARTS COMING FROM THE COMPUTER

I MAY HAVE BEEN LYING ABOUT THE SMOKE PART

Generally, when you tell someone to “fuck off,” they are the ones who are supposed to do the fucking off, not you.

Just wanted to throw that out there in case anyone was confused.

EDIT: Six days until Windows requires activation.  I wonder what will happen when those six days are up?  LET’S FIND OUT TOGETHER.

So, now that The Rat is no longer with us, the younger rat (who has now taken up the mantle of The Rat) has moved on up to that deeeeeluxe 3-story apartment in the skyyyyyyyyy. She seems happy enough, I guess. I must admit, I shed more than a few tears for that noble creature when I learned of her passing. Her love of shoulders and kissing noses and peanuts (the food, not the comic) will not be soon forgotten, of this you can be certain.

I am a dishwashing, laundry-cleaning, trash-taking-out machine. I am not sure why I felt the need to mention this. I suppose I am trying to mentally prepare myself for the severe beating I will undoubtedly receive tomorrow.

New music up sometime?  Fuck that.  New music up NOW.

So, my Windows is now all activated and shiny and such. Calling them wasn’t so bad. I spoke to this very nice woman who was very patient with me, even when I asked her to repeat things several times. It was kinda weird how she kept asking me to say “Yes or no?” whenever she wanted an answer from me. When all was said and done, I asked if she would want to go out sometime and then said “Do you have a job? Yes or no?” I promptly hung up.

Sigh.

The Rat has departed this mortal coil.

So long, sweetie. You were one of the good ones.