I tired

I really need to get an apartment. And I really need this apartment to have an arcade cabinet. And cannons.

Living at home has its pluses, but there just aren't nearly enough locations for me to set up a cannon battlement. As such, I'm constantly open to attack from my enemies and/or chores. And that's just inexcusable in this day and age.

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After doing some research into the purchase of rampart grade artillery, I've decided that perhaps this is not the best way to protect ones treasures. The suit of armor and matching lance that are currently en route via Fed Ex Ground is, however. The ultimate question remains though: should I pursue higher educational options at the expense of monetary pleasure in the present? And should I do this in a dwelling full of chores and woe, or one heaping with joy and freedom, again, at the expense of monetary pleasure? That reminds me; its almost 10 and I'm still at work.

I hate my life.

Putting the no in donation

I recently renewed my license. The photographer asked me if I wanted to stay an organ donor. I was like, "sure, why wouldn't I be?" and he was actually surprised. I, in turn, was amazed at his astonishment. He said the majority of people weren't. This makes absolutely no sense to me. That's like somebody trying to eat your leftovers in a restaurant and you demanding it be thrown out instead. I mean, I'm as selfish as the next guy, with a dash of conceit thrown in there for good measure, but even I draw the line somewhere. I get plowed by a bus, I won't be using that kidney so much anymore. Little Timmy can have it. I just don't understand people sometimes.

Maybe if you believed that in the future we'll be reanimated by mad scientists, or that you're a pharaoh and you will be passing on in the same state in which you went; otherwise you're nothing but a big meanie. Yeah, I'm talkin' to you, Quincy.

On a happier note, I stepped on a puppy the other day.

Gear grinding and such

You know what I've been wondering about lately? (The following is going to sound sexist, most likely, but I have no control over that). Wage discrepancies based on gender. At first I figured what the majority of people figured: this doesn't make any sense and it shouldn't be going on. Then I went to the bars and bought girls drinks. And food (and this is NY I'm talking about, where I regularly pay more for a beer than I made in an hour back in college). And they... um... batted their eyelashes maybe? Okay, maybe thats an exaggeration. I'm sure they put a couple of bucks into the jukebox at some point.

Anyway, this is obviously not a universal situation. There are plenty of women out there that pay for their own drinks or don't accept drinks from strangers or even buy next round when it gets to be their turn, but in a society in which the norm is for the male to make that first move, shouldn't we get compensated for that? Especially after constantly hearing my female friends talk about how they "get guys to buy them drinks all night then give them a fake number, tee hee!" Dangnabbit that just ain't right.

Now there are going to be exceptions to this argument; say, homosexual couples, plutonic pairings, etc. but even in the case of plutonicity (I think I made that word up) I've seen the male pick up more drinks for the female than vice versa, regardless of their current income levels (I regularly take a notebook with me when I go out and record stats. I have spreadsheets of this stuff, I swear. Wait, I take back that swear, that's all a lie. But I do have a pretty good memory).

I have more gears to grind, but its almost 10pm and I have to go home now from my second job. (Which I mainly have so I can afford to buy someone a $10 vodka-cranberry because they won't drink beer).


P.S. - I really do love the ladies...