I'm really not in the mood to blog. I don't know why. I haven't blogged in a few days. But I figure I probably ought to since I probably won't get another chance till Monday.
Yeah, it's 5:00. I fell asleep at 11:30 and woke up again at 2:00 and haven't been able to go back to sleep. I hate it when this happens.
I have gone to a grand total of 3 classes this week. That's it. 3. Out of 7 so far. I'm starting to get scared. Why in the hell can't I make it to class!? I'm going to fail, I'm getting so far behind.
Final Fantasy XI comes out on the PC Tuesday. I can't wait. I've been wasting hours looking up info on the game. I already have a race and class picked out. (Elvaan Red Mage/Black Mage, incase you were wondering). I hope to god that it'll actually work on my computer. I tried to download the benchmark program that's supposed to tell you if it'll work, but the program won't install . . . is that supposed to mean it won't work? Or is it just a stupid program that was downloaded wrong? Oi . . . too much of a headache.
And, in recent news, I've started talking to some new people online. They contacted me for once. Shocking as that is. The first is Jacob who goes to UNL. He's a freshman and is a gay boy who actually enjoys playing videogames. They are a rarity in this world. Although his taste in games is radically different from my own. (To him, Sony is the same as X-Box is to me. I'm not quite sure how that will be reconciled.) Anyway, he's coming to Dana tomorrow (later today) to hang out and get to know eachother and see what heppens.
And then there's JohnCarl (yes, all one word). He's originally from Lincoln, and goes to Hastings college. And I don't know what it is, but . . I like him. A lot. We have a very, very similar sense of humor, and everything just seems . . . to fit. I don't know how else to describe it. He's got his share of problems, but, I think we could be mutually beneficial to eachother. We're trying to figure out a time when we can actually meet. Hopefully, it'll be Saturday, but he's not sure what family stuff he has going on. But I feel the need to get to know this kid. He seems . . very important.
Of course, this all requires me to go off of instinct again . . . which I am not quite about to do. And it's making me very suspicious that I like a person this much after knowing them for so little a time. And then I feel bad that I'm suspicious and not giving him a chance. And then I remind myself all the shit Nick drug me through, and how can I possibly be sure this isn't going to turn out the same way?
My mind is a frustrating thing to deal with. You should all be happy you don't think like I do.
Oh, and JohnCarl's site is under my links now. Go see it and tell me what you think. Apperantly my friends are better judges of charcter than I am.
Eric 10/24/2003 05:17:00 AM
