The above image is a drawing of me done by Sain. Click it to see the fullsized. Good gravy, Sain is one talented artist.

Today may be the day I get World of Warcraft. Goodtimes.

Boredom

I've never been to Tokyo, but it must be pretty cool.

I use alot of chapstick. I'm not sure why this is. It just occurred to me last year that my lips are almost always chapped. So I always have chapstick or vaseline on hand. I used to never use chapstick before that though. I wonder if it's a stress related thing.

I'm finding that I miss my Target job. This is a strange feeling considering how bad a job as a "cart attendant" really is.
I don't like how responsible I have to be for myself in this current job. I don't believe that a job makes the man or that one should even care much about their employment at the blue collar level. I thought that was part of the trade. It's a crappy job, but you get simple, monotonous tasks. This is a crappy job that consumes too much of my life (read: soul/essence/time).
Work is often the subject of my dreams, and in the dreams I am usually being fired.

If I could pick a job, it'd be one that engaged me intellectually and/or involved me being creative. It seems you need to have special, very-expensive paper before you can get these jobs though. To think, if I was born 15 years earlier I may have been able to avoid the expensive paper and ridden the dotcom wave to being rich.
Also I would have been a Nixon baby.

Welcome.

Welcome.