Excessive

Today was a pretty terrible day really, I try not to think about it, but the feeling can't help but creep back into my mind, reminding me that I didn't really enjoy my day. I woke up at 10am as I tend to do on days off, and made some breakfast. I had two pieces of toast with scrambled eggs on them and a coffee.

I recieved a text from Dan aka Jack from my World of Warcraft guild, whom I had talked with about setting up a website and message board earlier, and he asked if I could have a forum up and running in one or two days. I responded that it probably wouldn't be a problem, and decided to sit down and take steps to achieve that.

I sat down and installed a copy of phpbb under a subdomain on this website, called pandemic, and then spent a couple hours formatting the forum to make it look how we wanted, changing slight details, setting up the permissions, user groups and boards and all that. Eventually it was set up enough to use, and Dan sent the link out and now it's being used by the guild, so mission accomplished.

The rest of the time I pretty much did nothing. I sat around, feeling low... I watched a bad movie called The American with George Clooney. It seemed good from the preview that I saw, the tale of a lonely hitman, something that could be very interesting if done right, but sadly, this was not done right. It was slow, pretty boring, no story, no character development, nothing. It was a series of very loosely connected moments, I'm not even sure what it was trying to say. It wasn't George's fault, it was the writing, but... I just had it on as a distraction anyway, so no harm done.

Eventually, around 7pm, I went out for dinner to Michael's on the Thames, in celebration of my birthday, mainly because Julie's noticed I've been pretty depressed lately, and I didn't ever get to have my birthday dinner with my family, so it was kind of a late birthday celebration, and seeing as how I've been feeling lately, it was a nice thing. I knew it was going to be expensive, but I didn't care, I was in the mood for a really nice meal, so I ordered the beef tenderloin. It was a very good meal, and I had a nice time, a break from feeling so low for awhile.

After dinner, I dropped by Julie's to grab the last three seasons of The Shield, sat and talked with Pat for a bit, and sat on the couch for a bit browsing things on my phone while Julie talked to her boyfriend. Afterward, she drove me home... oh yeah, she gave me my birthday present too, which was an awesome professional knife, and a twilight card, both which are awesome.

Once I got home, I knew I only had a few minutes before I had to go to sleep, so I took a sleeping pill and put on the first episode of season five of the Shield.

Tomorrow work should be okay I guess, or at least, based on the schedule, I only have an eight hour shift, so it's shorter than all my shifts in the last month or two. There is a smallman breakfast in the morning which requires a bunch of french toast, which will be probably the most work I have to do that day. I think there are two lunches, I'm not entirely sure what yet, but whatever it is, I'm sure I'll manage. Hopefully I will have time to make salads and at least feel like I have time to do things that I feel should be done instead of endless running around until the very second I have to leave.

It's later than normal and I guess I should really sleep... I'm sure I'll stay up a few more minutes, but I'll be sleeping soon.

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