Ilthok's Imaginary Interface

You know, I've been living in my current place for nearly a year and have written very little concerning it. I believe this is a testament to just how low maintenance my current living situation has been and still is.

I realized this when I had a minor scare a few days ago. I was told that two of my roommates are moving out and into places with their girlfriends/fiancees. While I am very happy for them, these two roommates in particular are the owners of the house, so I began to ponder my own fate. I have a pretty good thing going here at the moment. Despite the transportation issues, especially on the weekends, I live in a rather nice house with roommates that do not make my skin crawl. The notion of having to find a new place, especially since I hate to move, sent a chill of trepidation through me much akin to the prospect of seeing any movie that involved the word "Chucky" or "Pikachu".

I started considering my options. I found out that, just on the other side of Broomfield, there was an apartment complex with units for $475 per month + free heat and air (Wolf's complex). It was close to the buses and interstate as well as restaurants. Its main defect was that it was, like all my homes seem to be, a little far from the grocery. Now, my current living situation is a flat $500. Yes, for everything; even internet. The value in living in such a place is the bottom line, since I have only one other expense in the month, and that's my monthly bus pass. A license to live that only costs $599.00 per month is not that bad, so while I love the idea of living by myself in an apartment...it would still be expensive as hell for electricity and internet.

Fortunately, this does not appear to be a problem, as one of the owners still intends to keep the house and rent it to us. But really, this very short interlude of possibility did have me thinking for a bit.

I'm otherwise doing well. I want the weekend now. Or maybe just some sleep. I am sleep greedy.

I.

It's weird running into a sharply dressed, executive looking older gentleman and realizing that something is out of place: pressed tie, neatly combed hair, clean shaven, manicured nails...

...and, somehow, even worse body odor than the panhandler down the street with no place to live.

In other news, I slept well last night. I went almost directly to bed when I got home, and I'm wondering if I should do it again tonight. I feel greedy for sleep. Oh yes, I surely do.

I.

My sleep patterns are hopelessly skewed, even for a gamer.

Stayed up late Friday, which is to be expected, then woke up early (read: before noon) for another game on irc. I felt like the floor of a New York subway car. I played in that game for as long as I could, then went to bed in the afternoon...only to wake up around ten or so, absolutely starving. After a trip to the store and some food, I went back to bed a few hours later. I never actually slept in on Sunday either, getting up for yet another game.

Needless to say, I need to get some sleep this evening, as my eyes are burning and a wee bit crossed like they're about to pop out of their sockets. I've been guzzling caffeinated beverages but they're not preventing me from nodding off. The world feels very, very surreal and I miss my bed. :P

Thankfully, the day is going by quickly and I had a great weekend.

For those of you I haven't shown this to yet, check out Darth Vader being a dick: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5bl…

Have a great day, everyone. ;)

I.

So yeah, I actually have news for a change. ;-)

I saw my old friend Wren this past Wednesday...so surreal. When she grew her hair out long again (kept short while she was a grad student I found out), she looked exactly like we did in high school. And here I am, premature grey hairs and a bit out of shape. We talked and she remembered exactly who I was, we caught up on the years and it seemed like we fell back into place as friends almost instantly. She was sweet like I remembered her, vivacious, intelligent, but there was something else there...she was aggressive. I don't remember her being an aggressive talker or doer back in the day, but I have to say this: Her fiancee is soooo lucky. Le sigh, man. Le. Sigh.

In other news, the medical problem I had back in December is back. Yes, back. As in back of the neck. It quite literally made its triumphant return this past weekend, only becoming truly noticable Sunday night. The good news is that, this time, I understand what's going on and I'm not freaking out about cancer or anything strange like that. The bad news is that, last time this happened, the local anesthetic did not work and I now know what it feels like to have a scalpel digging into my flesh. Not...fun.

Aside from that, I feel like I'm running on a financial hamster wheel and my interest in Larp has renewed in recent months. Things are relatively in routine and, aside from seeming to be a constant temp, life seems enjoyable.

Hope it is for you guys too.

I.

So...yeah.

I really need to stop getting into phases where I read read read and never write in my own blog. Heh. Anyway, sorry for seeming to disappear like I did. Here, have a rock n roll zombie video on the house.

Things are good lately, but routine--so not everyone would necessarily agree on the good part. I admit, as chaotic as my life is, I like some order and structure, even if but a semblance of it. I had a great review at work. If things keep up, I might actually have hopes on working here permanently. Sweeeet. I don't usually discuss work on my blog, but when it's something vague and positive, I have no problems doing such.

Although I need the money, I took Monday off. Sue me. I really could use a day off, maybe go see a movie or something when the buses are actually running. Speaking of which, I helped Lance and Chloe move a few weeks back and realized just how much I've missed Westminster and Arvada. The rent is more expensive, the area is more crowded, but it makes for a great place to live. Not to mention, there is a familiarity with the place, having lived in the area for nigh on ten years now, that promises a small amount of stability. And did I mention...buses actually run on weekends there? Pffft.

May and June appear to have been chrysalis months, and that is certainly how I will remember them. The changes were necessary, and I think my life has improved as a result, but most of them will seem imperceptible to some.

Anyway, I'm back. I'll try to keep up on writing this thing. Sorry. :-P

I.

So, thanks to the lovely thelastaurora, I circumvented my Yahoo difficulties by downloading Trillian. I am now available on both MSN and Yahoo! Unfortunately for me, I've found that most of you locals are either in hiding have ceased your Yahoo activities.

Sooo...be social, guys. Drop me a line. Let me know you're still alive. I promise, I won't bite.

In other news, the weekend was interesting. Sunday's decision to cease troupe for Requiem was disappointing, though not exactly critical for me. It would take a lot at this point for me to want to return to the game, and it would have to be under a whole new character. Ugh. Oh well. Life goes on. Friday was game, Saturday was a veg day, Sunday I hung around with dubhradh and Robb, who of course both rock--then attended a meeting with the locals whose resulting decision was above.

Not much really to mention. Life is good for me. Hope it is for you too.

I.

The Great Yahoo Debate.

No, I'm not really back on Yahoo. I thought the problems were fixed with the new upgrade, but that does not appear to be the case. Everything loads, albeit slowly now, and I can send out messages. I cannot, however, receive messages--the original issue I was having.

It may be a port issue of some sort, since this started when I had Sasser. Regardless, my Yahoo is kaput until I can get someone Windows savvy to walk me through a real fix.

In other news, it's weird working an hour later. I work from 9am to 6pm now. I like sleeping in, being a night owl, but by the same token...I'm one of the last people to leave. Bum.

DPS slowly.

I.

P.S.: HAPPY FRIDAY!

O...k...

I think something inside me broke. No, seriously. I've been having trouble sleeping for three weeks now, with the exception of very specific days where I've absolutely crashed. I left work early yesterday and came home after having a lunch/dinner hybrid. I could not nap when I arrived home for some reason, but when 7pm rolled around, I could not keep my eyes open any longer and just ended up crashing. There was no rebooting this system, my friends. I was down for the long haul.

How long I had no idea.

I woke up this morning at about 7:15pm and could barely move. I was still exhausted. I called in today and let them know that I should be alright to come back in Wednesday. AI went back to sleep and slept until noon-thirty today.

I'm sitting here now, drinking water, eyes burning, only slightly fatigued. I was an insomniac when I was little, but I usually knew when I was tired and/or missing sleep...this blindsided me though. Have I lost the ability to tell when I'm tired? I think I'm not tired now. I'm not sure how that translates.

I hate corporate America. Anyway, hope you guys are having a good day. ;-)

I.

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So yeah, memes aside...

Met the lovely thelastaurora at St. Mark's with bragi and dubhradh last night. Much conversation was had and we closed the place. All in all, an interesting night with wonderful people.

I have found that certain teas make me energetic (no, it's not the caffeine). The one I had last night was one of them. This also seems to happen when I consume ginseng, leading me to believe that I'm deficient in some substance that my body needs. I've considered visiting an alternative medicine clinic to get more information.

Work has been weird. Change is interesting. May I work in interesting times... :-P

I.

So our local bus system, RTD, decided to strike--to give them the benefit of the doubt, I'd thought it might have been intolerable work conditions. It ended up being settled solely by a larger increase in pay. While I am entirely sympathetic to the cause of unions--all unions came about because there were people willing to risk losing their jobs to vote one into place--the unions have also protected a lot of worthless RTD workers from being fired. And to add insult to injury, these guys make a lot more than I do. I'm not impressed.

Due to the stress last week, I developed a neck strain in the right side of my neck and upper shoulder. I kept wanting to crack my neck but could not, basically. This started last Sunday night and ended this past Sunday afternoon. Ow. I was popping Advil like M&Ms. Maybe I should take up Yoda Yogi Bear Yoga or something.

I carpooled after Monday. Monday, however, entailed me getting to work two hours late because I took a local into the city and walked the entire length of 16th street mall to get to work. Bleh. The weekend, by contrast, was lovely and relaxing, especially when I found out the strike was over. Let's go back to the weekend and forget this whole new week business.

Anyway, hope everyone is doing well. I seem to be doing alright.

I.

P.S.: Em, it's your turn to post in the rp. ;-)