Sorry about the quiet. I've been reading a lot more lately. I should write book reviews up here.

Hmm. I think I'll do Dan Simmon's work next update. Loved Illium.

One of my coworkers is a talented artist (compared to me).It's not for lack of trying, but I simply have no artistic skill. Well, what can you do?

I should mention that she quit, I suppose, which is depressing. The co-workers are one of the few things that really counter the low pay of the job, and with her gone, it's going to be that much harder to convince myself to stay there.

As it is, I had a greviance tonight with the girl I was closing with not being trained in her side of the job ... something I only knew how to do in theory myself. And I had to do it anyway -- wasn't that fun.

There are some perks to working in a bookstore, though. This book is already out, but, look at the title! Awesomeness. Sheer awesomeness.

It's not always ideal, though. I got home and Walker was (of course) on my computer. I offer to let him use it out because otherwise he wouldn't have a computer. Still, as tightly as I manage my computer, its difficult to handle any non-me person using it. And he uses AOL. I convinced him to stop using Explorer (I think; I haven't checked in a while), since it's a security hole. The laptop I gave him died, though, so he doesn't have his own system to use. (I wonder if he'll ever be able to pay me for that now-dead hardware?)

I'm tired, I had a bad day, I needed to wait for him to finish up using my computer so I could use it ... and then when he's about to leave, I need to see the latest Terry-Bogard-Flash-movie. I just wanted to sleep. -_-

Optimism. Tomorrow, I get new glasses.

On Monday I recieved a call saying, "You won!"

At work.

Turns out someone drew my business card from a fishbowl and I (and up to nine friends) won a free lunch courtesy of ... I forgot their names. But I got a free lunch. Just had to fill out a questionaire, and they even assured me that they wouldn't sell their info. The company's large enough that they wouldn't lie about it, too.

The funny thing?

I don't have a business card. Someone took the card we have at work, wrote my name and cell-phone number on it, then tossed it into a fishbowl at a restauraunt I've never gone to.

But who?

Oh well. I enjoyed a free lunch with some co-workers and friends. Strange, though.

After that I picked this up from work:

Then:

Got in a car accident (wasn't driving). We were turning left at an intersection. A brand new mercedes benz slammed into the door next to me (rear passenger) before we were able to clear out. The driver of our car turned away, thus swinging the rear end of the car (and, you know, me) into the oncoming vehicle.

Hit my head against the window, and it hurts. Slammed my elbow into the door, which buckled in and hit my knee, too. My knee's not bothering me, but my elbow is stiffening up something fierce.

Seriously. What's wrong with me? We're going through the intersection, I look up from reading the disgaea 2 strategy guide (a game I don't plan on ever playing, since I suck very badly at tactical strategy games), I see car headed towards us, I realize it's honking its horn, I've been in accidents, so I know that we're going to get hit. I know it's not shock, I actually thought about this. Then, deciding that the driver was already aware (he was), and there was nothing I could do, I turn to look back at the guide again, instead of bracing myself or yelling. (Page 537)

I appear not to take damage as a normal person; I just get bitchier and even more cynical instead of being wounded. I may be immortal.

But at what cost?

Gaming ate my brain. O_O

No, seriously.

Though, I did finish my Haruhi fanfic....

Bleargh. Long day. I got a set schedule at work. Now I close every day, but have Thursdays, Sundays, and every other Wednesday off.

This is good.

There was an altercation at home involving Peter. I am now smoking cigarettes again.

This is significantly less good.

Must quit (again) before it becomes more problematic. Oh well. Tomorrow I must update my website. Perhaps a more constructive creative focus will do me good.