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Okay. Tuesday. Gotta relax. I might end up writing stuff for the LJ during work, if I don't get completely farking steamrolled in the meantime by calls. See, Friday, because of the storm, no shipments went out, so we got a few calls yesterday about people not getting one-day shipments, which we have to attribute to Act of Nature, I guess.

Now, it'll be the 2-day shipments. :P

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-10:18 AM

Immediate note to self: Spring for a new keyboard and mouse when I get paid next week, and cover my remaining bills. The ones I have I've had since I got the computer, and while they work I can sense it wearing down.

Still no X-Mas shopping done just yet. Had to spring for all the groceries last weekend since Dad's car's starter failed Saturday morning. Took them a few hundred to get it fixed.

Also, Dad's going into the hospital tomorrow. There's...something on his colon, he told me, and the docs want to just get it out even if they're not sure what the deal is. Which makes sense, in a way. He's said he should be going in tomorrow, and coming home Thursday. I...am upset. Naturally. A lot of the daily living is a struggle, and I find myself with no real way to ease the pressure I feel from all sides. I'm not greeted with 'good morning' anymore. It's 'take the dog out before you go, no matter how much you're running late.' Same when I come home.

I...God, lately I've been feeling like a little performing toy. Like one of those wind-up little monkeys with the cymbals. Just press the button, and there he goes.

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-11:29 AM

Yeah, I totally narfed on updating/reviewing comics. I know I wanted to stick with it. Bah. Also, been keeping up with news, a lot of which I take with a grain of salt. But I will tell you, if you want a way to end up hate your hobbies/interests, go online. You will not be able to find a more solid group to piss all over your happiness than discussing things online. I have seen things everywhere lately. Message boards, news groups, mailing lists, and even LJ where I'm sure the poster's entire motivation is 'find something people like and tear it down for no other reason than to satisfy my own self-hatred.'

Bloody hell. If you don't like something, don't go on and on and on about it. Ignore it, and spend the energy into something you do like.

(Odd. I've seen sites like that. The 'I hate ' sites with a level of rancor I thought I had expunged from my life when I finally left GarouMUSH. My God, the work they put into something they dislike...it's sickening, really.)

I could go into comics ranting right now, myself. I see changes coming that give me a twitchy gut reaction, but I will wait for more solid info before I make an informed decision.

Edit: Addendum. Funny about the X-Books. The stuff people hate that Austen guy on Uncanny for (secondary mutation powers that make no sense, mispelling dead people's names, 180-degree characterization from issue to issue, kewl insertion characters) is the same stuff that they lick the piss off Grant Morrison's boots for. I bias towards neither, honestly: I'm not a fan of the writing of either, myself, for various reasons. It's sad, and funny, really.

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-12:25 PM

Again. OUt of books. I wouldn't be so twitchy about it if every Author I find myself looking forward to most didn't take their sweet time with getting stuff out. Though, Rowling had one book out this year, and she's already warned us she's going to take a LONG time for the next book. George R. R. Martin? Dude. It's been THREE YEARS. Three Years. And according to Ye Olde Amazon, the next book, #4 of 6, is going to be out in April and I'm going to start this overdone waiting game all over again. Arg!

Now, I know the arguements I'm gonna get for me being ticked off about that: Oh, buit it's better the author takes his time and gets it right than rushes and makes a bad book.

And to a point, I agree with that. But there's a threshold I eventually hit where it stops being patience and the author being careful and starts being 'for the love of GOD finish the freaking book already!)

I got the last Martin book in November, 2000. Next book: April, 2004. I should be more specific. Three and a Half Years. W.T.F.? Seriously.

I bounce around a lot, I know. I've already given up the Laurell K Hamilton series thing out of sheer frustration with the recent books, and where things ended up. (Hell, I could make the arguement of anti-gay sentiments in the books, but that is the rough equivalent of my walking into the lion's den after covering my body with steak sauce. Not going there.)

So, I'm stuck on the book front. :P Help?

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-12:50 PM

At work...

Cow-orker #1: #2, have you seen it yet?
Cow-orker #2: Which movie?
Cow-orker #1: About Sh...Sch...Schmidt. (Not, the movie is called About Schmidt. #1 kept stammering on the name.)

Me: One wrong syllable, and that becomes a porno film.

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-1:15 PM

For kicks.

Okay, last week one of the guys I game with talked about how online-talking to people isn't real communication as opposed to actual RL face-time with people. I ignored it, let another one of my gamer friends argue it out.

What I should have done was sent an email back, saying the following:

Actual face-time? Cool. Okay. To all the adults in this game: I want to do something this New Year's Eve, adult-like. Get out of the house, and get off online for a night for some actual face-time. What can we do?

Of course, I would have gotten one huge steaming pile of excuses, which would have proved my point. Why bother getting face-time from RL people who are gonna dick me around when I can talk to folks online who take me seriously.

I mean, duh.

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-1:30 PM

Okay, for the WWE fans out there.

I have to admit it. When the Rock showed up again last night on Raw, I cheered. I yelled. I totally marked out. Shamelessly. I don't care of the man can't wrestle: he's fun to watch.

Foley: You get to deal with the Sock and Rock Connection...

Rock: Nonononononono! Foley...it's the Rock and Sock Connection...

Upon which Mick Foley and the Rock wail on Le Resistance (French Tag-team bad guys) for a few minutes. Happy Wrestling mark, indeed.

Now, if it were a permanent return to the ring, instead of what I think it is (namely, The Rock showing up for the hell of it between movies), I think it would be kindas neat.

This has been brought to you by 'Things That Would Make Kyle Happy, Part #974.

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-1:50 PM

Okay, almost lunchtime. For those tunjng in, thanks for listening and all. I haven't had a chance to really whip out the old Notepad file and do this lately. I keep thinking I have more stuff to talk about, but I find myself a little dull lately. You know, just thinking over some of the same thought-tracks as usual, and going with it.

I wonder if I need more stimuli. Now, I'm not saying that it's up to folks to provide that for me, but more of the matter I should look into my own head for said stimulus. Then again, I've been leery of poking around inside my own noggin lately, out of a worry of the things I might end up finding.

Gah.

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Josh Groban.

Voice. Like. Buttah.