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Same old same old...

Mood: Mildly annoyed.
Music: Lucia Di Lammermoor, Fifth Element Soundtrack.
Game: World of Warcraft, Planetside, Call of Duty, Auto Assault Beta.
Book: None.
Muffin: None.
Punchline: "If Brett Favre did that..."

I rebuilt my system this weekend. Nice clean install of Windows XP SP2 on a brand new 300GB HD. Then I installed Ventrilo, Office, and the three games I'm playing at the moment. Patched it all, and now it's nice and smooth.

I'm sorta jonesing for a new game...maybe I will pick up Battlefield 2. It'd work for me for a little while. Maybe I need to go back to Puzzle Pirates...or just do a bit of FPS again...redo the Call of Duty campaigns. Or something like that. Maybe I'll re-install Guild Wars and get back into that for a while. Who knows.

The Auto Assault beta is pretty much Earth and Beyond with cars instead of ships, and post-apocalyptic world instead of space. It's OK. Crashes a lot, and laggy...but it IS an early beta. I'd imagine they'll pick that up. I always did like Car Wars....

The job is getting more tense. This claim is worth too much money to ignore...but it's remarkably tedious. The information is THERE. It's question of finding it and threading it together. I've spent weeks categorizing and cataloging, trying to draw logical conclusions. The fact is that the job was a royal fiasco, and we definitely deserve something. Now, we need to prove it to someone who's obviously set on denying it. Somewhat harder.

It's as if this week is exactly the same as last week. I'd call it a rut...but it's not, really. It's just more of the same.

I got my renewal for my Rangers season tickets a few days ago and just laughed. How about "No fucking way." Does that work for you? I'm not going back for that. Bullshit. And they didn't even have the courtesy to lower ticket prices. How hysterical is that? "Hi, I know we fucked you guys last year, and we held your money for months without any real interest, and we didn't communicate with you, or offer our apologies, or anything...but here's next year's invoice for the same amount we held onto for you for six months. See you at the arena!" How about not? How about fuck you guys? You're not seeing any of my money for a nice long while, assholes. Try again next season. If I'm feeling generous. I hope you all rot in hell.

Doctor's appointment tomorrow...the thingie on the back of my hand has faded...it's still sorta there. I guess it's getting better.

What I really want is to be 14 again, on the beach with Keith and Noah and Jessie, body surfing and boogie boarding, getting ridiculously tan, the only concern in our heads is where we were going to beg, borrow, or steal cash for ice cream or whatever. People say "If I knew then...." But I really missed the boat on this one. I can't say I didn't appreciate it then, because I did. But I really appreciate it now.

When did I get to be 37? What happened in all that time? I can sorta piece it all together. But what a ridiculous life. I don't regret it...I have some minor misgivings...but I'm not sorry for what I've done, where I've been. Hindsight is 20-20, they say. I suppose it is. But my life has been and is pretty good, all things being equal.

And of course, I have all of you. So I've got that going for me...which is nice.

Guess I'll finish up here and head home. I think I'm making some lime sorbet tonight...and if I get ambitious, I'll scent it with ginger, too.

Posted by Glenn at July 18, 2005 05:00 PM