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Christopher Davis

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March 09, 2007

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Video games, Marissa, waffle-making, quesadilla-making, DDR, and more.


Techno, video game music, random alternative rock, remixes of video game music, random hardcore rock.


Star Wars, Matrix, Pirates of the Caribbean, Ghostbusters, What Dreams May Come, Saved!, Sin City, many more I can't think of.


Harry Potter, Faharenheit 451, Yvain: The Knight of the Lion, Life of Charlemagne.

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I'm not dead yet...

Although I sure feel like it.  Working all the time, not getting paid a whole lot, and always working when my friends and Marissa aren't in work or school...  Not to mention obviously not getting my assistant manager position just yet, and my hand's been scratched up to hell thanks to this stupid piece of crap tower display I was building at work...  And there's the computer of mine that worked marvelously for 2 1/2 years and goes up and dies, just in time for my house to get wired with Comcast.  And my car needs a new timing belt.  And I don't have Thursdays off to go play the WoW TCG I've sunk a bunch of money into at Grand Adventures.  And when I do have a chance to play WoW on Marissa's computer, no one's ever on and way higher level than me.

...I'm sure that I can come up with some other stuff that bothers, annoys, and/or angers me if I wanted to sit down and think about it.  Oh, yeah, there's the tax refund I haven't gotten yet that I could most certainly use.  Gosh...

Normally, I wouldn't mind all this stuff bogging me down.  The main issue, though, is that I can't really find anything good happening to counter-balance it all.  I normally carry a burden of thoughts, issues, and whatnot, but usually don't care about it since there's usually something in my life that keeps me going.  But here's just been a draining experience, and I find myself desiring to go back in time to my senior year of high school, the time I had to do most anything I wanted and enjoyed everything I did.

I imagine something will get me back on my feet again; there usually is.  It's just a matter of waiting and/or grasping it.

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