I have resolved to never open a blog post with an apology regarding the lack of recent blog posts. Fuck you if you do not like it, sir! You are still reading, which implies some importance on my part, or at least significant boredom on your own. The problem I seem to have with this is that, given my Twitter, I find there is little left for me to say at the end of the day.
Indeed, even during the day, I find myself posting updates on Twitter, and then thinking “Why?” Really, there’s no reason for it. I am writing here because, damn it, I paid for this fucking domain name and I’m damn well going to use it.
I’m not going to bitch about work. How was work, Alex? Work? Work is shit, that’s what it is. I don’t care how fulfilling my job is, the fact that I have to wake up before it’s even 5am every morning sucks. Like I said, though: I’m not going to bitch.
I’ve been thoroughly addicted to Bayonetta. The problem, I find, is that I’ve reached a certain plateau, a plateau upon which lies frustration beyond anything I’ve ever seen. I am faced with two sequential pairs of enemies, each of which I must dodge with unerring accuracy, lest I watch my health bar drop an obscene amount. I’ve managed to make it through the first pair. Once. The second pair subsequently raped the shit out of me.
I am still having trouble sitting down, if you must know.
My brother is coming up here in March. I initially received the news with a kind of reserved excitement. He’s been dating the craziest bitch I ever done heard in my life, you see. They’ve been together for something like six or seven years now. Imagine my surprise when I find out that the aforementioned harpy wouldn’t be accompanying him! It’ll be nice to see him again, and without his girlfriend, he seems to be the brother I knew in a very big way.
He’ll be here for about a week, including one full weekend, so I’ll definitely have a chance to hang out with him. I’ve missed Ben terribly. I went over a year and a half without speaking to him or hearing from him at all, and he only lives in Victoria.
In any case, I’m really looking forward to it. It’s just a shame that I’m basically the only class 1 driver aside from my boss. It means that I won’t really be able to take any more time off until we hire somebody new. The thought is an unsettling one, I assure you.
Perhaps there will be more updates to follow. Perhaps not.