Normally I’d follow proper naming conventions for the title (not using ‘And’ at the start of the title, not capitalizing ‘the’, etc) but I feel it’s at least semi-appropriate here, sort of like a faux-pretentious title that doesn’t really mean anything.

Let me start off by saying that I woke up this morning to find that my left eye seemed to have gotten salt poured into it when I was asleep because the goddamn thing is lit up bright red like a garish Christmas light. I could see the signs of it turning bloodshot last night (my eyelid stung a little, the eye felt slightly dried out, and when I looked in the mirror right before bed, alongside my very red and very irritated acne scars pitting my face I could see red veins encroaching on my iris), but as I never really get bloodshot eyes, I had no reason to believe I was going to wake up with a ruby embedded in my skull.

Speaking of rubies embedded in my skull, I also have a pretty nasty headache—must be the fact that I was up until1 in the morning last night. Thanks, friends, for managing to royally screw my face, chest, back, shoulders, eye and head in one fell swoop of irresistible fun—something I’m probably going to have to start avoiding like a recovering smack addict if I want my at-risk body to recover and look healthy and ‘sexy’ and whatnot. As it stands I look like Two-Face except with one side of my face only slightly less ruined.

But hey, there’s good news to go along with all of my incessant whining, too. I finished up Chapter 8 of Strange Bedfellows, did a little more commission work, and I’m lined up for an interview with GameStop in the neighboring town next week. Now, of course, a job isn’t inherently a good thing, but at least this one is at a game store, where I have a deep and varied knowledge base right off the bat to honey my interview with, unlike Murphy USA where I plunked into everything and taken off register detail because my sausage fingers couldn’t keep up.

I’ve also been noticing that, regarding the latest patch that Riot is issuing to the North American League of Legends servers, it’s apparently made of concentrated evil or something. They’ve tried to patch this shit twice and both times it’s caused a complete and total crash of the North American servers. I won’t blame Riot for this entirely of course—they probably are just as upset as we, the players, are, but I will admit that I’m beginning to lose my patience with the whole ordeal.

At least I have Street Fighter, which I’m slowly getting better at, and Skyrim, which I’m hoping I’ll learn to appreciate, to distract me.

Later.