Today is my birthday. I’m pretty non-excited about that. By that I mean I’m not big on celebrating my birthday; however, I enjoy the small benefits which I am accorded upon the date. People are generally are less douchey, which is nice, and if you request for time off (which you never get to do anyway without a god damned court order or you’ve had to shoot a relative in order to have a funeral event take place) you can have some small glimmer of hope that you’ll get the time off. Let me temper this small rant with the fact that my shift lead actually isn’t a douche bag. He’s pretty cool and if I really wanted to take time off, he’d make it happen no matter how fucked up it is for the rest of the shift. This is exactly why I don’t ask for time off. I don’t like screwing over my co-workers. On the upside, we’re getting some additional staffing. Yay! I’m pleased.
I just noticed that Battle: Los Angeles is going to be playing on the 11th. I’m most pleased, I intend to see that post haste. That’s going to be pretty awesome, now if they (the powers that be) would hurry the hell up and come out with a District 9 sequel that would be fantastic. It would also be nice if this nausea and headache would subside for a long enough time frame for me to actually feel good rather than on the verge of vomiting (see what I did there) regularly.
Which reminds me. I played Two Worlds? That game is pretty terrible. It also made me motion sick. Ugh, but Dragon Age II? Fan-fucking-tastic. Kind of like the debauchery that’s going to be taking place over the course of the weekend. ![]()





