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- took my mother's computer to starbucks to test if my wireless log
in info would work on her computer (like she asked), so she can get
wireless, and i can cancel my subscription.
- worked while at starbucks. started personal essay for the grant
application (freaking tough to write those). wrote to some potential
contacts in croatia about possible support for my grant. found one
woman who has interests similar to mine. and i read about her stuff in
croatian! i tried writing one of the messages using croatian... i hope
they don't laugh to hard at me. the guy whose name i was given seems to
have a full inbox.. so, random poking in the dark for a contact who may
direct the course of my life for one year. seems sorta lame to play
lottery with my life like that, but i need a letter of support from a
university over there.
- went to the grocery store next door
- left. got in my car.
- noticed i didn't have my sunglasses. i like my sunglasses.
- went back to the gorcery store. found them in the basket.
- drove home. past traffic. annoying drive.
- about to park, and realize left power cord at starbucks.
- drove back to starbucks. got power cord.
- got home. found an annoyed message from my mother asking why i
took her computer. (she told me to do this... but she instructed me 3
days ago).
- made dinner for my father, but was unable to eat it with him
because stupid dynamis. i felt so bad being antisocial that way.
leaving him to eat dinner alone. especially since they took forever to
start.
- got back to jeuno. realized why my ruby ring came back from the AH. i put it up for 2.1 million gil. instead of 210k. oops.
- dyed my hair platinum blonde.
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| So, I was driving along yesterday looking for the vehicle emissions
place. Mapquest has duped me before. This time I'm sure it's my fault
since I hand copied directions rather than printing them (is the
printer working?), and probably left out some key information. Like..
whether to go right or left on a major street. So as I drive to the
left (wrong direction, fyi) for 10 minutes, looking for the street, I
have plenty of time to think...
...and I remembered, I would love to be a producer for radio... how
random is that? In particular, I'm interested in shows like "This
American Life" (TAL) or "Fresh Air with Terry Gross." TAL is my secret
obsession.. I realize that they do cultural studies on that show. Turns
out that the host has a background in semantics, which explains some of
the pacing and the well-crafted tone of the show. I love putting things
together like that.. Used to thrive on it. The host also shares several
similarities with me, so I should write a fawning fan-girl lettler. Or
not.
My friends have told me to keep with my random degree since I have
funding.. but my heart isn't really in it right now. They say everyone
goes through phases like this..
But what would I rather do? Other than lose myself in a game.. I don't know. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up....
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| o0O0o. Good thing I xanga and blog, since reading over my xanga I see
what the thing I forget in my blog for tomorrow is. Pay rent.
Man. I'm too sleepy to post more now.
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| so, not sure if dem meant that i have to update this too. not much has
happened since i updated my blog. oh yeah, i promised myself to
capitalize letters and stuff.
Moving on... My neighbor is currently practicing with his band. Leave
it to my parents to find a place where the neighbor's dumb boy plays
the drums and has no sense of rhythm. I wonder if I should go back to
my place sooner rather than later... I know next weekend my father
wants me to attend a family reunion (where I know none of the family),
so I'll stick around for that. Damn. I still have to pay rent for this
month, and have a sneaking suspicion that none of my mail was
forwarded, so I'm overdue on a bunch of bills and stuff. I hate
financial stuff. Okay.. gonna go avoid that by.. going to the bank for
my brother.
Oh, and Dem needs to approve my loan.
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| so. ffxi was down today, and all the addicts went to AIM.
never ceases to surprise me what
people are willing to share with strangers. ok, i write that as i'm
typing this into a public journal, but, hey, you can keep a secret,
right?
like
the one "uber" guy who tells me that his estranged father got a 16 year
old pregnant with twins. this is all after threatening to send me a
naked picture of him cause i wouldn't tell him my name. (this makes
sense how?) i always thought he was a thug, but he assures me he's a
punk. or the other "uber" player who never wants anyone to know
that he's muslim and grew up in saudi arabia. or..
but the running thread seems to be why these people play. they want to
feel like they're good at something. makes it hard to quit when you go
to real life where it's not as simple as leveling another job,
outdamaging someone, or getting the best equipment ever. i mean, real
life doesn't ding. and doesn't give you a hint of when you've
succeeded. you just have to kinda follow. i keep trying to tell these
people to focus more on real life, but then i'm still playing, so who
am i to say anything.
and i haven't figured out what my reason is. fun is one thing. but i'm
sure there are plenty of other things wrapped up into why i'm playing.
and why i listen to a bunch of random strangers share the weird aspects
of their lives.
as i just said to dem, i used to think i was the server psychiatrist until i became its patient.
ps. man boobies is a great phrase to use in everyday conversation.
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