My day is a bit different than most people’s – probably because it’s inverted, time-frame wise. I go to bed when it’s daylight – then wake up when it’s daylight. I go to work when most people are going to bed, and going home when most people are going to work.
I am a night-breed. Not like the Clive Barker movie, but something along those same lines.
I think it’s a more sane world at night – mainly because there aren’t as many loonies and nutballs running around. Loonies driving just drive me nuts – mainly because at this stage of my life, I think that these are the people who make insurance mandatory, and those who cause such rates to go up for everyone else just because they “have to be first”. Oh wait……..I went on about this in another post already.
I look at my games sitting on my shelf and I think about all the titles that I need to work on and actually finish……the list is quite extensive, I assure you. I suck at finishing games. It’s pretty rare that I actually FINISH a game, but it’s generally because the game that I do finish is very interesting to me in some way or another. I ran through Assassin’s Creed and InFamous 1 & 2 because they were addicting – oh and I finished the first and third Skylanders games (why I haven’t finished 2 yet is beyond me).
I dream about days when I can go “out” and have resigned myself to knowing that it’ll probably be just on Friday nights when I do karaoke at the Loft and maybe a few other assorted instances. I don’t know why I try to fight this uphill battle to be able to live to be myself when all I seem to encounter is one brick wall after another, so I resign for the day and “fit in” before going out – again. I guess I live to torture myself like this. Maybe I need to find an outlet or something.
So I had a good dinner, some nice relaxing conversation with the fam, and then went off to another night of working. Not the most stressful place by far, and I have a lot of time to think, so perhaps I’ll be working on my book some more.
It’s at least something.