The Eternal King of Procrastination

Dear Employments:

kyp — Sun, 13 Mar 2011 15:39:35 GMT

Please pay me. It's been two weeks. There's this lovely contract I have to upkeep. It's called Rent. I'm not a good-looking fellow, so it's not like I can skate on beauty and the lanlord's non-existent lust.

Been two weeks. I think a check is adequate compensation by now.

IRS, this also means you're fired if you don't call back by Thursday.

And while we're at it....

Dear Sun,

Screw you. I'm buying vertical blinds. Let's see how you like them apples. I don't stop YOU from resting from your mass chemical reactions with bright, glaring light. Your shiny personality is unwarranted and, now, undesired. Stop waking me up.

ps: screw you too, daylight savings time. You're not saving me a damn thing. I'm punching Ben Franklin when I die.

kyp — Tue, 22 Feb 2011 20:44:47 GMT

My brain disconnected sometime the night before last...I think. Yeah, it was definitely Sunday eve. Not just writing, I can't seem to think long enough to do anything that isn't reflexive exercises.

Might just be the headcold. Huh.

I've got two jobs, now--scheduling to be announced. It's more like 1.2 jobs, despite eating up enough time for two. Well, that's how I'm getting paid, anyway. Regardless, it's good enough to make rent & utilities.

I really need to mosey to the store for some cold medicine. But ugh screw biking. Might just accidentally my whole front frame or something.

kyp — Fri, 11 Feb 2011 19:19:44 GMT

No balance. I have no balance. :D

I've done nothing critical--my pocket's a little short and I'm still on the hunt for a secondary job. Particularly since I'm not going to meet my 18 hour week requirement at Mars Land.

Nothing much has been happening--bored out my gourd and definitely should be studying or something.

In Touhou news I finally cleared one of the damn games fair and square. Sweet, sweet victory.

Oh wow.

kyp — Mon, 10 Jan 2011 09:26:42 GMT

Yeah, I'm not going to work today. The light from the outside is being reflected by the foot of SNOW. Which is probably ice by now, if it won't be in two hours. Even I have my limits in my insanity.

... what to do with myself in the meantime. :x

This is just too hard for me; I can't do the sum.

kyp — Sun, 09 Jan 2011 10:10:13 GMT

Calculations have lead me to conclude that at absolute minimum, my job can't maintain my already-sparse lifestyle. It's just enough to chip at the bills that are right in front of me.

Which means I really have to take up a double job, or look into something that pays more on top of giving solid hours. Which is slightly disappointing and decidedly annoying. I mean, I'm just settling into this place, but already it seems like it's time to go. I rather like getting comfortable in a routine--dynamics aren't my thing when it involves snatching the ground from underneath my feet.

But then, this is something I can more or less take at a unhurried pace. So long as I'm trained and covered in more than three departments for this retail gig, I can net the hours necessary to keep myself afloat for another five months. I can't help out like I want to or do the bill hacking that I want to, but I'd be able to sustain self and roof over head.

Then, the obvious conclusion is to look back into my fields of expertise. Retail & food services are nice, but they don't quite pay bills. I have this afternoon's goal, then. Well, that and getting a shave & haircut so I cease to look like a malnourished Wookie.

In /v/ format

kyp — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 13:56:08 GMT

>Wake up
>Don't want to get out of bed
>Do it anyway
>Make lunch
>Get to work
>No one there again
>Spend an hour in the local Einstein Bros enjoying a Chai Latte
>Get some AU plotting done
>People come in to work
>Find out not scheduled today
>feelsbadman
>Express interest in learning more departments/responsibilities
>Sat down to take exams on the clock
>Now sitting at home in comfort
>everythingwentbetterthanexpected.gif

And on top of that, avast is working out quite nicely and behaving with my other programs. Unlike that other virus program. I can easily map out the rest of my day--this is totally a cool reprieve to what will be a busy weekend.

oops

kyp — Thu, 06 Jan 2011 18:48:03 GMT

Okay, I'm about as attentive as a stormtrooper in the forest. Friends' list updated?

So sometime in the area of the computer watching me doze on the couch I got a call from some nice people at chik-fil-a that had told me back in Nov that they'd contact me in about six weeks. Man, they weren't kidding.

Soooo I'm potentially looking at 20 of my 24 hours being spoken for as far as work/transportation goes. Er....

... yay?

Right. Off to pick up a check. Maybe hit up the bank.

I am disappoint

kyp — Thu, 06 Jan 2011 00:27:16 GMT

You know, if a REAL JEHOVA'S WITNESS was concerned about my immortal soul, they'd have spent far more time talking the good book and trying to see a bit about my life and how quickly I can get to their establishment for studies over trying to get my personal information.

What's the day coming to. 8|d

Cracking up in the wrong areas again (read: I really miss my Iori icon)

kyp — Tue, 28 Dec 2010 02:57:29 GMT

If I talk about work, it's actually been pretty good. The load for Christmas was awful and huge, but even that has been an easy handle. If I get to Marshall's, it gets easy to watch the store. Stock items, check prices, mark clearance, put things where they belong, answer customer questions--it's all brainless work. Yeah, convos with coworkers goes into sports, girls, parties, and everything else I'm not too strongly interested, but I think that's the only major drawback. I'm getting an even break. No biggie. Once I solidify a goal, I can do even better things with my time.

The qualifier is if I can get to the job. I don't even live an hour away--it's a twenty minute run on bike. Three bikes in the last week have died or been faulty to a point of threatening to hurt me. I'm at wit's end about this issue.

I really don't mind and wholeheartedly appreciate help getting to work, but I rather treasure dearly being able to transport on my own. "Why not a car, Darryl?" Simple!

- Gas: 20 min by bike is 10 by car. Waste.
- Insurance: Ga ordinance. You have it or you go to jail. I make 140 on a good week. Yeah, how about no.
- Justification: We live in a hub. Food, hospitals, medical, hobby shops--all around the corner. Pleasant Hill traffic on a good day is infuriating.
- Outright fear I have YET in my near-thirty years to possess a car that hasn't died on me or hasn't been run into the ground through ~~family~~ other parties. I'm so very damned tired of that runabout. It's hard to bum a ride on a bike, did you know that? Really, really hard. Tell me to get over this irrational fear after everyone else in the world have overcome theirs.
- Bills: I have a lot. A lot. A. lot.
- Upkeep: I. Can't. Afford it. And I'm not getting anyone else to foot the bill. I'll threaten my own bodily harm if they can't be conformed otherwise.

Anyway, it's something wonderful and dear for me to be able to get somewhere under my own two feet, or my own means. Circumstances I can understand, but it's a bloody friggin bike. Who has this kind of stupid luck? Faulty handlebar sets and gear sprockets that have been run down to nothing--therefore not moving the wheel with the chain? In a bran-friggin-new bike? Really?

So I'm hunting for this weekend because I really don't have a choice and I'll unjustifiably punch the salesman at Wal-Mart if I have to return one more bike after this. The circumstances are ridiculous, no matter how real they are.

And little does fate know it has to concoct better plans if it wants to break my legs.

PS:

kyp — Thu, 09 Dec 2010 18:04:22 GMT

Thank you, Luci.

Hello Again

kyp — Thu, 09 Dec 2010 17:58:56 GMT

No safety net, this time. No excuses, no reasonable circumstances. Not that I had a lot of it before, but it goes with and without saying. If I fuck up this time, it's entirely my fault, no one else's. That's how I feel about my new employment (First day already, not terrible at all).

I'm just as shaky and axious as I'd be any other time. But that's the reality of it--just means I need to set a damned GOAL so I can be that much more driven.

kyp — Tue, 07 Dec 2010 17:41:50 GMT

Not updated in forever, but then haven't had anything super important to talk about in forever. Thanksgiving was both a pain in the ass and kinda fun. Though it's just affirmed I'm no longer a holiday creature, even if I am good around company. C'est la vie.

Job confirmed--part time and morning hours, but I think I can more than manage that. Thus, already looking into filling a second job spot, and may the first one of either to offer me full-time win.

... Yup, that's about it, this time.

kyp — Tue, 02 Nov 2010 11:39:04 GMT

It's funny that I feel uber busy when I've got jobs or such to attend to, but the very second that job's done or inaccessible, I essentially become a doll with cut strings. Well, I become beat up too as that's how my body feels at the moment. And yet, I can't seem to sleep past 7:00am. Suck.

Eh, no super-good news to report. I've turned in some 20 applications but no callbacks, yet. I'm going to mosey myself to replenish things like clothes and linens and then do some followup calls, I guess.

Plurk C&P

kyp — Tue, 05 Oct 2010 00:07:03 GMT

Long story short: Rode the entirety of a major highway out today cause SOMEONE forgot to tell me to take a left at Albuquerque when they were giving me directions to this supposed cluster of restaurants. Thanks sis.

I confirmed how the buses run about this area of town and now much it costs to use one for work around hur. So when I get more pocket change, I can definitely make a few trips for hunting purposes. Not a complete wash.

/C&Ps to livejournal. somehow.

note to self: work out how to cross post later.

kyp — Mon, 04 Oct 2010 15:48:20 GMT

I've an interview tomorrow at steak n shake, I have a sweep of prospects to double-check today, my laundry's done, and I stubbed my toe so badly bike-riding that there's a mat of blood underneath the nail.

All in all a good day so far.

Ryoga dot gif

kyp — Mon, 27 Sep 2010 19:57:37 GMT

So my lovely sister mentioned there were prospects to be had just the other side of a Kroger in the neighborhood she frequents. There's a bike. I figure this is a fine trip to take. So taken it was.

I forgot that she apparently erased her every memory of where she used to live, as googlemaps (just checked--WHY didn't I do that before I headed out?) and locals insist said plethora of restaurants are in fact the opposite direction of where I was traveling. By a good five/six miles.

So a two hour bike ride was just had fruitlessly. Strangely, I'm not discouraged in the slightest. Nope. A bit ¬_¬ faced, yeah, but tomorrow's another day.

....

/reconfirms directions and checks weather. >.>;

kyp — Sat, 25 Sep 2010 18:19:42 GMT

To fight feeling like a cancer on the skin of my sibling I've been digging into information related to PV/Photovoltaic energy sources. Not my wish, it's the old mans. projecting Shirou much there Kyp. In hindsight, had I known there was a bike on the porch with deflated tires, I'd have been all over Gwinnett looking for anything resembling purpose.

None of the contracts for work have panned out this week, so...bust! And I've been too self-conscious or tired to do the rp thing. Too meh to play with icons. mmmrg.

Did beat Order of Ecclesia, though. Portrait of Ruin was a better game overall--Order isn't horrible, just that it needed to have taken out the concept of leveling up anything that wasn't weapons and really put some rewards behind no-hit bosses. Aaaaaaaaand my L button on the ol DS is worn, so I have to have it either dismantled or shipped to Nintendo for a replacement.

...Leaving this post on a high note.

kyp — Mon, 20 Sep 2010 15:48:59 GMT

Calmly sitting here, watching some maintenance dudez fix a ceiling fan and a fridge (which...will have to be replaced so lol guess it's going to another unit). Waiting for the old man to call with the "I'm on the way" update so I could get to storage and to the bank. And also to a new bottle of excedrin.

... Okay this is productive. :x

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kyp — Sun, 19 Sep 2010 17:20:25 GMT

Right. Slept 3 hours...I think. The sunlight didn't let me get back to sleep god hates vampires apparently. Nothing looks severely horrible like yesterday, and the twisting's gone. I did talk with someone and I guessed that helped ~~and I owe her cake and massages for listening to me whine~~.

Did some things at usajobs for the first time in months with things that look like I won't be turned away immediately based on lack of documentation or low grade/rate. That's my fault I'm not an achiever--it wasn't really ABOUT achieving to me so long as I turned out what I was supposed to and I grew really jaded about IRS ambitions after that whole heart problem I helped myself into as a result of trying to keep up.

Not a lot productive I can do with this pad--I'm at my sis's and it's chill and all but until she gets here and decide what goes where these boxes shall remain forever young...er, sealed.

New insight to the phrase "abandon ship" there, pal.

kyp — Sun, 12 Sep 2010 00:58:40 GMT

kyp — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 08:42:54 GMT

Today was a balance issue. It wasn't my balance issue so I've no right to say much about it. I WILL say the following:

Inafune, I am disappoint.

Yagi, I am disappoint.

Insomnia, I am disappoint.

~~GearBox~~ AIZEN-TAICHOU, I have seen through your illusion. Stop your game of hatred and let sleeping ghosts rest.

kyp — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 23:38:43 GMT

I don't know how exactly this fits my mood right now. It does, though. No complaints from me.

kyp — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 02:40:41 GMT

Exhausted of sorts--today was a good work day, but it was also a pain in dealing with Grady Memorial Hospital due to cousin dear cutting himself pretty badly on glass. He's better, should be able to recover. Just kinda pooped, I guess. More to do in the morrow afternoon.

Man, this is why I hate calling hiatuses--time immediately shifts on me and suddenly the point's rendered half-moot.

Moronic Revelation

kyp — Sun, 15 Aug 2010 20:55:42 GMT

I've REALLY gotta start re-establishing and furthering my Japanese. There's just too much out there in my interest field I'm held back on purely because I'm illiterate.

Also why is there not a spellcard practice option for the other games? Why just 8? Y U love tears of frustration so much, Zun?

Warning: half-informed opinion

kyp — Sat, 14 Aug 2010 06:17:45 GMT

http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/extra-credits/1923-Innovation

This guy (these folks, technically) is fast-becoming quite a good listen. Easily makes me think. I had no problem with this week's segment, either. Just that I think he kinda missed a point out concerning why gaming company giants don't have indie arms.

They do. Rather, they did. Clover and Capcom, I'm looking at you. It seems his point's superbly idealistic ~~shirou~~, but in the face of reality it's shown not to fly. Clover hasn't been the only lil' production house that was eaten back into the parent company, and I'm certain it won't be the last. Question is, then, how does a small production house manage to stay afloat in the face of a parent company's mantis-like behavior? When the bottom line is the biggest deciding factor/driving force, what counts as a more prudent decision involving small branches that turn out big wonders the likes of Okami?

Actually, does it matter? If I were the smalltime up and coming developer, I'm thinking my objective is to be as truthful to my ideas as I possibly can while being fed at the same time. It's video games, so a concept like standing against the flow for the good of future visions everywhere isn't as popular a concept as it would be in stations that mattered (politics, technical fields, science, medical, etc). If I could turn out my idea/product decently-supported and live to turn out others, then that should be square. If I fail to manage that balance, then I might consider making my product as shinytastic as I possibly can since it's more than likely my last hurrah.

And on the flipside as a corporate piece, my objective's making the black and increasing the faith of the shareholders so that I can get that boat at the end of the year with my bonus. In which case I'm going to really scrutinize whatever is on the table until it becomes a valuable and lucrative resource for the company. If this means chopping up some dreams and forcing small production houses into a tizzy/corner, it's a no-brainer. The bottom line is my master, after all.

Of course at the same time, that's shown to go too far as well (HI TEAM NINJA). Eh. Weird and interesting stuff.