Nov 29 2005

Cordless controllers are teh funnay, evidently.

It’s when you go to cross your legs while playing and you lift the controller up and out to keep your legs from tangling up the cord (that isn’t there).

Or when you walk in front of the TV when other people are playing and you subconciously step over the wires (that aren’t there).

It’s gold, Jerry! Gold!


Nov 29 2005

This is the worst part of the day.

Mornings suck for me because my medication’s never quite working straight so I’m never in a good mood. Additionally, my parents are leaving Atlanta today to move back to New Orleans so that’s got me down. Also I have to work a nine-hour shift at work today and I don’t know if you’ve noticed but shopping’s up a bit this time of the year.

Speaking of work, a word on dat xboss three-siddy:

I’m willing to stand at attention on the phone and answer it every sixty seconds just so I can tell half the American population that we’re sold out of them and that they’re never going to get one at our location until 2008. That’s cool and I dig shit like that I guess. The problem I have with the 360 is two-fold:

For one, even if you can get a 360 you’ll probably get the “Core” system that nobody wants, and then you’ll have to find a hard drive accessory which is even rarer than the system is, and costs $100.00. And all I’m saying is $100.00 for a 20gb HD is highway robbery. And then you run the rather probable chance of getting a system that doesn’t even fucking work.

Secondly, man, I swear to God all the hype for this system makes me want to freak out and buy one, even though there’s not a single game or feature available for it that appeals to me until possibly as late as March of next year.

So all in all I’m rather irritated at Microsoft. Those bastards have managed to create a product that I want, despite it having absolutely no redeeming features whatsoever.


Nov 28 2005

More brutal truth

This is going to be the way my blog’s gonna go. I’ll update it like a madman over the next month or so and then burnout and forget about it.

Speaking of Burnout, is that not the most appropriately named game series ever? Play it for an hour and swear it’s the best thing since linked Auction Houses. Play it for another hour, not so much.


Nov 28 2005

Wait, hold on.

I had a point down there. I was gonna mention it… what was it again…?

Oh yeah: Some stuff has been happening to me. It’s vaguely interesting, so I thought I’d mention it here.

First off, I got diagnosed with Clinical Depression. What’s Clinical Depression, you say? Well, think of Hepatitis B. Okay, it’s nothing like that.

Here’s the thing about Depression. It’s the most innacurately named “condition” you can think of. Depression makes it sound like you’re always moping around, feeling sorry for yourself. But that’s not it. Clinical Depression is when you, uh, well, lemmie start a list and just avoid one huge run-on sentence.

  • You sometimes find yourself crying with no fathomable cause. This, in turn, scares the shit out of you which makes you cry harder. This is actually a lot of fun when it happens to you in public; I highly recommend it.
  • Another characteristic: You don’t get anything done. Seriously you do nothing. You don’t even do whatever it is you do when you’ve nothing to do. When it’s really bad, I don’t play games, or watch television, or anything really. I tend to sleep a lot, because it’s better than being awake.
  • You’re often unreasonably afraid of things. I don’t mean things that you should be afraid of. Like spiders, or a robot holocaust, or the Bush family. For example, I was frequently afraid to leave the house. Also I had a terrible fear that my wife would be murdered or die in a horrible airplane accident and I wouldn’t find out about it until days later because I was so depressed that I couldn’t watch the news. Real rational stuff.
  • One last aspect of Clinical Depression is that, when you discover you have it, it’s so fucking obvious that you wonder why you never thought of it before.

So let’s say you read something (other than this page) online that convinces you that you need to look into this depression thing. You go see a psychiatrist and, 99% of the time, prescribes something called “Wellbutrin,” which is Latin for “The Medication That Doesn’t Seem To Work Until You Suddenly Realise That You’re In A Good Mood For The First Time In Like Fucking Years.”

I remember when I first started taking Stratera for my ADD, and it was the same thing. I was thinking, “fuck this, shit be weak.” until I suddenly realized that I could remember numbers and other equally dull and unimportant things at work. Like customer names. So there you go.

Contrast this with Ritalin, Dexadrine, or any other amphetamine delivery system. Take some of that and you’re all “Hello! I’m fucking UP! How the hell can I help you?” Sneaky stuff.

Now I’m really in a good mood a lot of the time. But thankfully it’s not the artificial kind of good mood that Dexadrine gave me, where people would look at me and wonder what kind of drugs I was taking. Now I just seem to be having a good day because, in all honesty, I can actually see things in perspective now. In a way, I used to either over- or under-react to everything that happened around and to me.

Also my focus and memory have improved noticeably, otherwise I never could’ve sat down and wrote all this down without going back to play World of Warcraft, and doing nothing there except trolling the Auction House.

Also my house in New Orleans got wrecked, my parents moved into the same apartment complex as me, two of my cats died and my best friend was forced to fire me from my job. But thankfully those things don’t seem like the end of the world anymore, but more like lessons well learned. Unpleasant events best experienced and then forgotten.


Nov 28 2005

Okay, something else.

I get all my ideas in the bathroom. I think that’s because it’s the one room in the house that, when you’re involved in any form of business that matches the room’s purpose, you can’t get to a pen and paper quickly enough to write it down.