wow. haven’t seen him in a while.

I figured I would peak out of my shell to write a bit. I have had this journal for I would say almost 8 years. I think it’s time I write things of some use besides complaining about my love life, or that I’m hungry, or that there’s nothing on TV.

I often wonder why it is I put myself through the daily hell that is known as a job. I noticed when I started I was very excited, but that excitement has manifested itself into somewhat of an apathetic feeling. Is it the daily commute both ways on the metra train? Is it having to sit at a desk all day programming, which is not what I wanted to do as a career? Is it that I constantly feel tired, and drained? I’m not really sure at this point. But all I know is, something needs to change. I’ve been taking vitamins, sleeping early, and trying to eat better. None of that seems to work.
My day looks somewhat like this. I wake up at 5:00. I watch the news to see who is stabbing, maiming, or killing who, and who won in our various sports. Oh, and especially now I want to see how freaking cold it’ll be. I then eat my breakfast which usually consists of something you’d eat for dinner. Friday morning it was chicken strips. Then I hop in the shower and all that hygienic stuff. I want to look pirty for the job. I then decide to kill sometime with either music, or a video game. In the case of rock band, it’s both at once. Several strained vocal chords later, it’s time to hop in the car and head off to the train station to catch my train. Oh boy!!! Then it’s standing at the platform, waiting for the train, and lately getting blasted in the face by snow that puffs out of the trains whistle. I climb on board, and thus begins the journey to work. It takes about 45 minutes or so. I try and listen to music, or take a cat nap. But it’s hard to do that with stops being announced every five minutes.
I get to work, and the day is some what of a blur. I work, I eat lunch, and work some more. It’s sad when writing about the preparation of work takes more time than work itself. I don’t want to really get in to what I do, as I don’t want to disclose any work related info. Yall know how it is.
Then it’s home again home again. I walk from work to the train, hop on, and head home. You’d think that I’d be all excited to get home, and that I’d have tons of awesome things to do. Those awesome things can be summed up like this. Walk in the door, read email, go to bed. Yes. Those wild nights of staying up and partying are gone. By the end of the day, I just have enough energy to flop down and sleep. then the cycle repeats over and over and over again.
After a few weeks of this, I really don’t want to do it. I miss staying home and starting the day when I want it to start it. I actually really miss LWorks. I miss writing games, but the hard fact is that it doesn’t make money. So, I work. And truth be told, it’s not as bad as it could be. I’ve met friends at work, I’m a social butterfly at lunch, and I get along well with everyone. Hey.. Maybe they could get me to write games instead? Get the best of both worlds?

But not everything is doom and gloom. For Christmas I received a Xbox 360. I must say I have been loving it. As I mentioned earlier, I usually spend the mornings playing. One of the things I enjoy about the console is how it is integrated with windows messenger. It uses your windows live ID, and you can do most everything from the web which includes downloading games, videos, and demos. I’ve brought back the podcast, so check that out when you have a chance.

I don’t know what more to say. I have nothing of value to post about. So.. who can say really. I’ll try and post when the mood strikes, for all 0 people who read this.

Liam The Lion

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  1. Well It ain’t Zero!

    Sorry, you’re wrong. One person at least has read your entry, and is real glad to see you blogging again! Keep it up! It’s good for the soul! Hugs!

  2. well no there are two who’ve read your blog.. and don’t worry i don’t like my job either, its not what i wanted to do for a life career and i certainly didn’t wanna move 18 hundred miles or so away from my daughter, but remember its a job and in these times especially we need to hold on to them if we have them. Glad to see your working!

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