I hate how every time I want to blog, I have to re-log in. Every time I click the box that says to remember my name and password, and it never does. That's annoying. Why include the little box there at all if its not going to work. Its one of those things that's really not a big deal, but pisses me off a surprising amount.
Yes, "technology not working when I don't understand why" would have to be one of my biggest pet peeves ever. Like when my mouse started being bitchy, and I ended up smashing it into little pieces so I could no longer take it to be replaced under warranty. Although the warranty wouldn't have helped b/c it would've taken a minimum of 2 weeks to get a working mouse anyway, which is fugging ridiculous.
Anyway.
So the whole ShadowRun game if off and running on Macray's. Its going fairly well. People are actually posting on a regular basis, which always helps. Although if they have time to post for the ShadowRun game, why they can't take an extra 2 minutes and post for the Vampire game is beyond me. They are on the same site, after all. Hell, under the same menu . . . But yeah, I'm just wondering how long ShadowRun will last until these people lose interest and move on to another RPG game. This is . . . what? The 7th or so game started in this group? Every single game revolves around a month or so of character creation,and one or 2 actual game sessions until they get bored and find a new game and spend another month creating characters. And they just never get anywhere. Its like reading the first couple chapters of a book, and then dropping it and grabbing another one. I can't stand it. All these characters and all these stories just . . . gone. I think that is another one of my pet peeves.
And while we're on pet peeves, another REALLY big one is shallow, femmy gay boys. And its sad because there are SOOOOO MANY of them. Seriously, I wouldn't give those fuckers rights either. They're a bunch of assholes. I was eating with Emily, Alison, and Carrie-Beth, and they were talking about all their gay guy friends, and they all just struck me as shallow, caddy bitches. And Alison and Carrie-Beth were talking like they were the most fun things ever. I think I would throw up if I had to be around these people. Is this what I have to look forward to in the theater business? Is this what I have to look forward to in my search for a companion? God, its pathetic. I know completely what JP was talking about when he said he hates gay guys. Its kind of ironic, though, because he reminds me of them in so many ways.
Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night toss and turn and dream of what I need
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Yeah, that'd be nice. *sigh* Never gonna happen, but I can dream, can't I?
Bahhh . . . I have my physiology final in 12 or so hours. Its just a combination of questions straight from the other 3 tests, so studying shouldn't be a big deal. Its the lab notebook that I have to do. I was supposed to have been keeping it throughout the semester, but I haven't. So now I have to go and summarize all the labs we did, and answer all the questions about them and THAT will take quite a bit of time. Hmmm . . . I wonder . . . do I do it tonight? Or do I go to bed and do it when I get up? Hmmmm . . . I suppose I should do it tonight. I know I'll never drag myself out of bed in time to do it tomorrow. Bahhhh. Damn homework.
And then I have to do my research paper for World Civ tomorrow. It was due soooooo long ago. I really should have done it already but, meh, it'll get done. It'll be easy too. Just a few hours sitting in the computer lab ought to do it.
And once again my blog has descended into "wahhh, I have no boy, wahhhh I have stuff to do that I'm too lazy to do." I really wish I had something else to talk about. I really do . . . But I suppose that's all my life will consist of until A) my psychiatrist actually lets me get on adderol, B) my parents actually refill me anti-depressant perscrption, or C) I find a boy, which would probably solve all of the above in one fell swoop. Yes, I think it would. I would no longer have anything to dwell over, and my mind would be free to do soooo many other things.
