I tried to post this blog earlier, but nothing became of it.
The likestats page has come to upset me immensely. I've fallen off the +1 comments board entirely and have shuffled to 15th in blog likes. *sigh
(I guess it would be hard to maintain though, given I've fallen from 1 blog / 1 day to about 6 days / 1 blog.)
I had a dream recently where suddenly, for some reason, it was suddenly 2014. I think I somehow managed to throw away an entire 2 years on something (it might have been some sort of coma) and woke up one day on September 24, 2014. That dream was
awful.My dreams generally do a horribly shitty job in coherence, so the fact that that particular one did well to
1) not include people that it would be illogical to
2) not include impossible things like flying people
3) have people, like my parents, act as if yes, 2 years really did pass and everything is totally normal
made for a dream that unsettled me to my core.
Depression? What depression? Oh, yes, that depression. I seem to have misplaced it, and I've been much too busy to look around. I'll inform you if I find it.
Speaking of business,
I've had to cancel all of my projects everything is effectively hiatus'd, again, because my parents enjoy revoking computer privileges. This has escalated to where we can't keep a Nintendo 3DS in our rooms at night.
Have any of you played La-Mulana for the Wii? It's 10 dollars, sure, but it's pretty great. We're 9 minutes in, out of a projected
forty million.My work hours are being cut by my parents to accommodate for an excess of studying. Three hours for every one hour of school, they say. This adds up nicely to 27 hours of study per week. I question how I'm supposed to sink 9 hours of time on the use of probability in logical arguments.
A co-worker of mine has decided to act more brash and ornery towards me- with the convenient timing of 'right after I decide to stop with the straightness pretense around him.' If I confirm this to be the case, I have it written in my planner to assault him, in the high-priority purple ink.
I've picked up Rytmik Retrobits, as well as downloaded a copy of Famitracker. I'm having a much easier time with one as opposed to the other, no points for guessing which is which.
I made a song in Retrobits after about 45 minutes of tinkering. I'm still lost when it comes to Famitracker.
Someone should please explain what the big hoo-ha is about Starbucks and it's horrendously overpriced coffee. I recently gave them a shot again and once again found my 5-ish dollars wasted on a coffee product that I had to dilute in sugar or something before drinking. That, and they misspelled my name again.
My parents are making me paranoid about my job security. My co-workers fuck up orders about as often as they say "hello" and my mom and dad's all "oh how come so many people are coming in with complaints
are you screwing up all of the orders how many mistakes do you make oh it's a wonder why you're still employed"
I'm gonna go before it gets too late. It's 11:55 and I still have 8 pieces of art to write blocks of notes on before I go to bed today.
Last dream I had, for some reason I was in diplomatic talks with Iranian, Israeli, and American officials, trying to stop a war. Piers Morgan was there and managed to shout me out of the conversation Bill O'Rielly style. What the hell was I doing there? Why am I even bringing it up and talking about myself so much? Clearly I suffer from some kind of socially pathogenic unwarranted self-importance.
The computer prohibition and mandatory studying thing sucks. You could try sleeping to pass the time, or, failing that, lying in bed for hours trying to sleep. I can't comprehend how your parents actually think a 3:1 homestudy to actual school ratio is called for at all. 'T could be like the old proverb; if you kill an ant with a grenade at least you can be sure it's dead. Totalitarian parenting can yield the desired results, but it can also radicalize the opposition. Emma Goldman and Johann Most talked about this among each other, that their anarchist politics had a lot to do with their upbringing. Maybe some arbtrary power and general injustice can instill a healthy hatred of authority, but at what cost? I guess we have the state of Utah as a monument to the way these things can go wrong.People get Starbucks _because_ its expensive
So you work, go to highschool, and take college classes; yet your parents have the audacity to deny you entertainment. That shit sucks, man. Look at the bright side, only a few more years.
:reads blog:
You at least know how long you have to go until you don't need to deal with any of that anymore.If anything- create a list of things that will happen should you succeed at College, your job, etc and use that is incentive to reach these goals.Oh, is that so? Can I join you?
That is a very neat and inspiring goal, and fuck you too.Due to the rampant closings in my area, renting out some location and pimping it the fuck out with computers isn't as unrealistic as it seems. It would just take me a few thousand dollars a month, which is unfeasible now, but will be less so in a few years.
I figure I can just rent out some office space and make games there or something, and ideally with C++ or some shit.