Excessive

I'm so drained. I didn't think that was how I was going to start this entry, but it's really the main thing floating over my head right now. I work 3:00pm to 11:30pm each and every weekday, and since it's located on the other side of the city, I have to leave about an hour early, which means I don't get much time to do anything but work or go to or from work. I can admit that I'm starting to get into the groove of things, if I may say so, in that I've been coming up with more creative and flexible ideas for food, so I don't starve to death at work, but it still never seems to make me 'feel' good. By the end of the night I always have a migrane, feel sick to my stomache, and am way overheated. They keep the training room heated at like.. well, one guy actually caught on fire.

Speaking of that, there are a wide variety of people in the training 'class' (if you could call it that). Basically the class can be split into 'those who know nothing about the technical side of computers' and 'those who knows about the technical side of computers'. Now on the knowledgeable side of the class, you can split it further into 'people who are there to work' and 'those who are there to try to show off'... I mean things like saying something 'technical' following each and every word that anyone says, like: oh, I have something better than that, or, that's so old and shitty, or well 533 is way better. WHO FUCKING CARES! Yes, we understand that you can pretend to know things, BUT YOU SUCK. SHUT THE FUCK UP. Things like... goofing around in class, attempting to make themselves look cool by loading their own personal website, made on some shit like geocities, with no formatting, obviously made with a lack of any html knowledge, and then sit back like their hardcore haxxors. Gah. Yes, I loathe most of the people I'm force to interact with, but there are a few that I think can relate, and thus I tend to lean towards trying to be around them.

So it turns out both Dave and Amos work at Stream with me. I ran into them both randomly and at different times, and now I take the bus home with Dave each night, and ran into Amos today in the bathroom... he was peeing in the urinal, WHILE talking on his cell phone. hah. It's nice to have friends there... I hadn't seen them in such a long time, after seeing them so often last summer, it's nice to get some friends again, or friends back, in this case. Dave asked me to go to Kurts after work tomorrow to throw back a couple but I'm not sure if I'll go, only because I'm not supposed to drink on lithium. buut, I'm thinking about it, since I haven't seen Kurt in a long time, and it would be a lot like the summer.. crashing at the boys house after a show.

Since I've been working so much, I've been pretty much coming home, watching Conan, than going to sleep, or having a bath and then going to sleep. Then in the morning, I get up around 11, cook a lunch to bring, and eat breakfast (maybe not in that order) and then get dressed, get ready and it's time to go. So where in there is the time for myself? No where... my entire awake time is spent surrounded by elitist, show off, asscocks. So naturally, it may be understandable why I seem a bit stressed. I would give anything for a nice long play session of disgaea or phantom brave or anything really.

Sadly I don't think that will come until Saturday, because even Friday I'll be too tired to stay up late. Until then I go day to day, slowly going insane because of those I'm around. Seriously.. YOU CAN'T FUCKING USE MY GAMEBOY MOTHER FUCKER!

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