I am writing to you today from deep behind enemy lines.

I am entrenched, fighting a one man war against oppression, hunger and... Well, more opression.

That's right, I'm at work.

For those who are unaware, between the hours of 8:30-5:30 most week days and every second weekend, I reside in the small, dingy, hot office of Harvey Normans Busselton, trying to sell computers no-one wants. I get a base wage of 8.70, pre tax. And then a very small, slim commission. Everyone wants a deal, and if you don't give it to them, they go somewhere else and you lose all the commission. Oh, and they don't pay me for an hour and a half of that time each day...

But it is paying for my habits, namely, spending... Well, marginally... I spend too much and don't earn enough...

Too many things taking up too much time for not enough money lately. I allowed myself to be roped into another play. Why? I don't know.. Maybe I so I can watch the old farts who have been around for ever try and force the actual director to do things their way by 'suggesting' it all... Maybe I just like pain...
*Sigh*

So that's most of 3 nights a week gone for no pay whatsoever.
Bah.
I'm far too weak willed for a self proclaimed sadistic bastard.
Hmmmm... So what have I got planned for the near future?

Well, as little as possible. Buffy and angel are both back on now. All good, baby. Darla pregnant. Undead slayer. Funkification.

As of Thursday, I will also be a slave to Microsoft. I'm getting their box... Don't know if it'll fit in the boot so I can get it home.
Hmmm... Mental image, people dirving home with over sized XBox's strapped to their roof. Sony should use that as an advert. The fact it's marginally smaller is about all the PS2 has going for it anymore. Their graphics engine is a bitch to get to work and their royalities are too high, so everyone's flocking to the XBox. That and the fact the XBox plain blows the PS2 away in terms of grunt.

Mmmm. Halo.

Maybe I can take a day off from work.. Think I've got enough time saved up..

Beyond the XBox... Quick, someone hand me a step ladder so I can see over the top of it... Ah. I forsee my computer upgrade which I've been bragging about being put off. I'll wait till they release the Sledgehammers, then pgrade. Unreal 2 will be out around then.. Mmmm.

Warcraft 3 is juicy. Like pig fat. Mmmm. Pig fat.

There are claims the Night Elves are unbalanced, but until I get a chance to play as someone other than night elves, I guess I'll never know from the other perspective.

ANYWAY, heading to closing time, so I guess I should stop dawdling and go pretend to work.... Or.. Something.
New D2AT comic is up by the way. Hasn't quite turned out like I envisioned. Not to say it looks bad, just... Different to what I intended.'Eh.

Boom, Baby.
--Kiljoy the supressed.
"We've got two powerful witches and a Slayer who probably wants to eat some brains, so, you know... I'm sure your men will understand if you back down." (Or words to that effect.) Anya, Buffy
posted by Unknown at 3/12/2002 12:33:00 AM [edit]