If any of you have even the slightest interest, apparently Steam is running a sale on goddamned everything, and it's fucking phenomenal. Not just the combo packs, but individual games are cheap. There's shit on there that's only a couple bucks.

So if you just want to waste some time browsing, or you've been holding out for that one particular game (supposing your computer's up to speed), or even if you want to check out the older games (I just talked my sister into gifting me the Jedi Knight bundle for my birthday... =])(I haven't played Dark Forces in YEARS...oh the nostalgia that awaits me. And I never got to play the Mysteries of the Sith expansion)(now I just have to fix my goddamn computer. Think I'll finally make some headway tonight, now that I have additional motive),

ACT ON THIS NOW. It goes through January 3rd.

http://store.steampowered.com/

Good hunting.

-G

EDIT (6:30am):
Got my computer fixed (at least got my primary drive working. How much of my secondary drive (and incidentally my music/movies/etc.) I'll be able to salvage is up in the air, but I'm not going to tackle that until after the holiday, considering I'm going to work this morning, and leaving for Louisville from there), and apparently Cat already got me the pack. Downloading Dark Forces and MotS right now. And as a bonus she threw in the King's Quest pack (KQ 1-7, 6 being my fondest memory of the bunch) and STALKER: Shadow of Chernobyl (I was browsing the list of games and commenting on them as I was telling Cat about the Star Wars pack...guess she felt generous with the cheap prices.).
Oh, happy day!
And I get to play them for exactly one and a half hours before I have to start my day (shower, packing, drive cat to work, oil change, haircut, work, etc.)...fucknuts.
Oh well. They'll be waiting for me when I get back. At least now I have shit to occupy the waning hours, in addition to what I'll get on X-Mas. I know I have a couple of books and media otherwise coming my way. We shall see...
God help me if I get the Playstation. Even if I could sleep afterwards, I won't want to...

I can't believe that Christmas is less than two days away. Time fucking flies.

I found myself making excuses to the bathroom at work today. Not to relieve myself in the traditional sense, but to literally take a bathroom BREAK. I walked into the bathroom, stood at the urinal, hooked my thumbs in my belt behind the buckle, and leaned my head against the wall. Work is so goddamn hectic that the only time I can actually get away from the line and the people is if I'm in the bathroom. I can't even take a smoke break without interruption. Shit's only going to get crazier today, but I expect it to lighten up on Christmas Eve (but the fact that we're only open from 11-5 might help that a bit...).

It just won't feel like Christmas, really. We're all going to be home, but come 1pm, everyone's shipping out. Mom, Dad, and Steve to Michigan, Doug, Kim, and Hayden to Kim's family's home. It will be my sisters and I. So we're thinking about hooking up with Sean (my manager/friend) and his wife and kid and seeing Sherlock Holmes later in the day.

It's not going to be Christmas...so much as a day off. With presents, of course.

It's just going to be weird.

-G

So jackass Tate landed in jail. Among the list of items was driving on a suspended license (the pig "PIMP" sticker on his car was very inconspicuous), missing court dates, drug tests, etc.
So he was missing in action a day or two, then finally showed up asking for his job back, which Sean denied (I love Sean's work ethic).
So I went ahead and nabbed up 20-30 more hours of shifts over the next couple of weeks.

...wait. What?

FuuuuuuUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKK.

I have two days off over the next two weeks, with several doubles/pseudo-doubles. Extra money, but all I have off are Christmas and New Years Day (I didn't even put in for that one...). My sister "volunteered" me to work Christmas Eve (as a host)(bitch!).



Tonight was our Christmas party. Technically it was both stores' Christmas party night, but my usual double shift landed me in Hamburg from 4 to close, at which point the party started. The day had been shit, and I'd been awake since 8am, so I wasn't too happy, and I was hurting. The beer loosened me up pretty damn quick, and the tequila only furthered the effects. The liquor numbed me, physically and mentally to the point where I could actually enjoy my evening, just goofing around with my coworkers. For the most part I was one of the few that actually held a firm grip on reality as the night progressed, keeping people in check and a reasonable perspective. But I still found space to have some fun. Some karaoke was sung, talks were had, a few kisses stolen while wearing the missletoe hat (mostly from J's girlfriend, Barb), etc.
I drank for 3 hours or so and sobered up in less than 2 enough to get my ass home.

And now that I am home I'm seriously regretting the whole evening. My knee is hurting worse than before (probably all the moving around I did while I thought it was fine during my drinking), the fresh burns on my hand are stinging again, my head is fucking killing me, there's the post-drinking taste in my throat and that familiar feeling in my gut, etc. And I know it's only bound to get worse in the coming hours. I'll be lucky if I get any sleep tonight, before I have to get up and go to the bank and then to work.


In the end, I'm going to back off of drinking for a while. Too much beer (open taps), too much tequila (they brought the bottles from outside work), too much pain. And I apologize for any drunken text messages/e-mails sent out earlier tonight.

I hurt. Bleh.

-G