MY LIFE - OCTOBER

Thursday, October 3, 2002

My sister has distinctively different tastes than I do. Right now, I'm cursing these different tastes for one simple reason: Dragonball Z. It's 12:30 in the morning and she and her boyfriend are watching the show and it's quite possibly the weirdest thing I've ever seen. I'm not knocking it because it's actually quite amusing, but still, it is a bit annoying right now.

It's been a long, long day in a long, long week. We've been busy at work at the wrong times, slow at even worse times, and just plain crazy the whole way through. School has been kind of boring as all my teachers are into the stuff that no one wants to learn or teach. And my sister and her boyfriend have a strangle-hold on the tv downstairs so I can't get anytime in to watch any tv at all.

That means I get to listen to Dragonball Z whenever it's on and it always seems to be on at the worst possible time, like when I'm trying to write a paper or when I'm excruciatingly tired and don't want to hear the weird-ass Japanese show at all.

I guess it's just annoying me right now because I am tired. That and it's so weird, possibly too weird for me, which would be quite an accomplishment.

It's not that big of a deal though. What's big is that my ankle is hurting really bad right now and I'm not sure what the hell I did to it, which isn't too unusual. I'm pretty sure it occured while I was running with Shade, but I don't remember twisting it or anything like that at the time. I do remember my lower leg and foot feeling a little tender, but not my ankle.

By yesterday, it was hurting more, but still, it wasn't hurting that bad, at least not bad enough to slow me down much. No, what slowed me down was trying to figure out what was going on at work.

Today, I woke up, took a step out of my bed, and promptly fell over when my ankle gave in. I couldn't walk on it at all this morning. I was forced to take some tylenol, lie back down on my bed, and hope that it went away in time for me to go to work.

It wasn't hurting too bad at the start, but by the end of my shift, which was at 10, it was hurting bad, but not as bad as before. I could at least still walk on it, although I think I did have a bit of a limp going. This is kind of significant because I never limp and tonight, I felt the need to a couple of times from the pain.

I hate talking about it though. I feel like I'm whining about it when all I'm trying to do is explain that it FUCKING HURTS!.

*Ahem*

Did I get my message across?

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There are some minor issues to clear up. First off, there was the perception that I was trying to make Lindsay out to be the bad guy when I was talking about how the girl situation has been going. I wasn't. Evidently, she just never got the e-mails that I had sent her. So I felt like a pretty big shithead and apologized to her in an e-mail that she did get this time.

I'm now a member of Bolt, if you want to find me there, my member name is dave103080. I haven't really done much with the site yet, but I figure it's something interesting to try because of all the features it has.

I'm probably not going to be seen online much until Tuesday. I work until midnight tomorrow, until 9pm, Saturday, until 4pm on Sunday, but I also have a store meeting at 7pm Sunday so who knows when I'll actually be home, I work until 10pm Monday, and finally get a day off on Tuesday.

It's a fun existence, let me tell you. That and trying to figure out my bank account. I'm having the time of my life.