My head hurts
October 21, 2001
First let’s look at my ra2 adventures. After my last update, I lost something like 4 or 5 games in a row. I think what happened was once my rank number somewhat settled in to an equilibrium, the server was matching me with harder opponents who proved too hard. My rank fell to 11,000 something. Doh I thought. Had I already levelled off? Well no. I played a couple more times today and my rank is now 7700 something. I found out the reason why I sucked. Almost all those losses came from maps involving islands. This means in the game, you’ll have to figure out ways to get your guys onto the other side’s island. In a regular map, you just roll/walk your way there. I don’t really know how to play islands so I got rocked.
Ok that’s enough of that.
Crapulence surrounds because I haven’t done any studying this weekend. I figure there’s time later. I’m piling up things to do and all day long I watch tv and play ra2. I don’t even want to go out anymore, not without my girlfriend. In fact, it’s been awhile since I ‘went out’. I feel fine though. I get my social interaction at work.
Ok let’s take a peek at my T2DL (things to do list):
- work on the art project (doh, there’s only 1 page finished)
- work on the work webpage (actually I did that today, but I can’t get into the ftp site for some reason)
- work on the acct club webpage (i’m getting really tired of this)
- study for 2 midterms (nah)
- practice martial arts (i would, but I hurt my elbow playing volleyball so I’m allowing it to rest)
- go for a job (nah)
- clean up the place (it’s not messy enough to be worth cleaning up)
- think about aftergrad (too scary)
- update this webpage (woohoo, I am doing this now!)
- worry about things (nah)
- think about my honey (yay! I am!)
I guess the only ones that matter are studying and the webpages. Boy am I sick of all of those right now.
I got another interview with an accounting firm. That makes 2 out of 13 or something. I beat my record last year by 100%. I hate this. I’m tired of the system. I’m tired of everything, except dreaming.
