This will be another scattered entry, as I'll write during breaks from online gaming. Early in the morning again, still going strong on the game because I dont feel like sleeping.

The game is going alright tonight, the people playing dont really care if I am like totally idle except for combat rounds, which is great cause I really dont give two shits about what they are killing right now. For lack of a better thing to do as I dont feel like playing poker tonight.

My day today was alright, little bit of aftermath from yesterday night at reds. Just hearing people talk about stuff as always at work, curse that workplace.

I absolutely hate all these fucking fruit flies that are swarming in my room. I think I have slaughtered atleast 30 of them and their numbers are down now, but they still keep popping up out of nowhere it seems. However my trap that I made is working pretty good enabling me to whack several of them at a time. Disgusting little annoyances, that simply spawn too quickly, I dont really have the patience to find the source in my room, but I wonder. If this keeps up, I'll have to hunt around and figure out exactly where they are coming from.

While just talking with people today at work, I got a little sick. I wont put myself up to being some angel, as my own little addictions arent that great and I despise myself for submitting to them. However, for the most part, it seems that everyone else appears to accept that stuff as normal.

I remember when people looked down at me for smoking so much dope and doing various other things in my spare time. And I now have to hide my chuckle when those same people come to me asking for a hook up of some sorts. Really, thats how society has changed in just a year or so.

During this search for a girlfriend, the ideal one for me appears to change. Qualities in a girl can be good and bad, which is strange it is almost like it depends on the situation.

Blah just died in the game, bad leadership there, but oh well, still not really paying any attention to it.

The ground around my garbage can is covered in corpses of dead fruit flies. My hands are caked with little red marks as with each clap they burst under the pressure.

And now back to my discussion about work, and the horrible place it is. I dont think I'll ever get sick of complaining about how much I hate that place. I think its rather depressing if anything.

Atleast it wasnt so bad. I am glad that I got to spend my breaks with you. Actually surprised that you came to ask me when my lunch break was. It was nice. Thanks for making my day at work a little more enjoyable by doing that.

Not much more to write, perhaps I'll go actualyl pay attention for the game now, after getting some food maybe. Another cigarette also.

Ponder, my life seems so empty sometimes.