I Hate Physical Labor / Civvie Blues

So two weeks ago I finally said goodbye to the olive-green and put on my civvie shirt. Naturally, I should be ecstatic, jumping around and shouting in glee that I'm Free!

...Except that now I have a job and it's basically physical labor in a pre-fab bakery stuffs factory where I spend 90% of the time with a dust mask and earplugs, doing work that I don't like and don't want to do, just to earn that minimal wage of two doughnut holes per light-year. Fun, right? This almost makes me miss being in the army... just a tiny bit almost.

And, as always, I do nothing squared about that big gaping hole where my DnD activities are supposed to be - you know, having a weekly session with a fun and lively group of like-minded nerds people? Blargh, every time I think about it, my procrastinating self disgusts me... and still I do nothing about it! Ain't I awesome?

Well, at least I have me some games to play... that is, really old ones, cuz my laptop is so crappy it can't play even games from a decade ago without lag, unless they are simple ones. So back to them visual novels and ancient JRPGs for me!

At least Sengoku Rance works properly... I have a feeling something is wrong with me if seeing Rance yell about his "hyper weapon" while... doing stuff... makes me laugh every time... not that I care.

Procrastination Is the Bitch

Last post I had a stroke of genius to make a flag that would attract some geeks to my cause - playing D&D. It was an awesome idea that would get me a group within a moment of me showing up on the street with it - that's a moment after the complete eradication of this thing called self-dignity that I never really had.

Except, bumbling fool and procrastinator that I am, I never got around to the practical portion of the process.

Thus, I am still without D&D in my life.(and making characters with DDI Character Builder - the warez version I have installed on my laptop - every half an hour since it's easy and I don't have a better way to spend the time, doesn't really count)

I officially - for the umpteenth time in my life - declare that I need a spine. Not that carrying something that would label me as a nobody in the radars of 99+1% of the people around scares me or something... no, really, it doesn't!

As a side-note, I have been accepted into the Computer Sciences course/faculty/whateveritsnamed in the Bar-Ilan University. Considering the fact that I didn't break a sweat studying for and making that Psychometric Exam and that others need to make brick-sweating-levels of effort for the kind of grade I got, that gives me a decently good reason to be smug about myself. Except I know that, being the lazy ass that I am, I am likely to get kicked out after the first few months due to not doing anything that has remotely anything to do with studying. Understandably, this makes me somewhat less than ecstatic about some minor fact like being accepted - surviving is the hurdle for me.

And this sums up the first blog post that I've made that has a real, non-joking rant in it. I hope that in the future, I will know better than to rant in a blog that no one reads.

I'm a bloody genius, I tell ya! / Flying the Freak Flag

So... still no D&D group. Not that I tried very hard. Nevermind that.

So I had this awesome idea to make a big signboard on a stick, with something like "LFG D&D" written on it, to lure in my fellow geeks. How's that for brilliance, eh?

Of course, for this to work I'll have to fly this flag everywhere, which might deliver the coup de grace to the life-support-dependent doppelganger of a social life I have. But who cares? Social life is for people who are actually alive - I'm dead on the inside, so I don't give a damn about it! And being the social outcast rebel against society that I am, I will likely not even feel it dying - the thing has not moved in the past decade or so... What say you? It's dead?

Nonsense! I still have conversations with my cat, myself and that fiendish genius Nikolaos - the fact that he happens to be a portion of my mind is totally irrelevant, mind you.

So, like the brave socially-inept geek that I am, I will forge ahead and fly that freak flag proudly, like a true follower of those great men that preceded me.

Why is Israel such a hole in the middle of the Astral Nowhere?

So a while ago I finally discovered the missing piece of my life - D&D. Yeah, go ahead and laugh at me for lacking any semblance of life...

Now, this was really a while ago - something like eight or nine months ago. And ever since then, I was looking for people in my vicinity(whether it was the army base where I serve or the city where I live) to play D&D with. Simple, you might think, right? After all, there are geeks and nerds everywhere.

Well, reality decided to smack me extra hard in the face by saying, in ALL CAPS, THIS. IS. SPARTA!!!!-style, that NO. YOU. ARE. WRONG!!!!

Point is, I'm Forever Alone from all directions, without a life, a girlfriend, or even a bunch of fellow geeks to play make-believe with.

My life sucks...

Today this real wierd thing happened to me/Blogger virginity

I was just plain old walking to the bus station from another to switch buses on my way home when I saw two people walking really fast. Well, one thought leads to another and I decided that they were in a contest and started cheering them in my head. Now, this might seem real strange to some, but I'm a troubled guy so this much is normal for me.

So anyway, the two guys were picking up speed, without either actually gaining much of a lead. Then all of a sudden they stopped next to a bus and boarded it. The guys just wanted to make it in time to their ride, which meant that the contest was all in my head.

And then, with some thought sorcery undoubtedly involved, I realized - I lost The Game. Out of nowhere and without warning the realization just dawned on me like Enlightment on Buddha. The 'oh shit' expression on my face as I stopped and looked at the heavens with confusion probably made the day for someone, too.

First post by the way. I lost my blogger virginity...