Meh... Ya know, everyday, it amazes me the new ways they manage to rip you off here at Penn State. I mean let's just ignore the constant price gouging (the only thing that's cheap here is alcohol), they rip you off everywhere else too! For instance my recent debacle with PNC bank. These dumb assholes LOST my check for 700 dollars, CREDITED my account even though they didn't have the check, and then 6 fucking months later stole 700 dollars out of my account to make up for their fuck up. THAT'S MY FUCKING CASH. So that leaves me with 100 dollars to get through the summer with... that's my fucking food/fun/savings budget. But that isn't the only place that ripped me off. Back when I got sick during the fall I had to make a series of charges at the campus medical center. These charges were somewhere in the neighborhood of 300 dollars. My insurance paid about 50 dollars on that so far... GODDAMMMIT!!! eh... So, here I am tired, and cranky and down 1000 bucks... FUCK...
Well, I went for my "Hiring Session" today. Not bad, it's another dining commons gig, so it shouldn't be that bad. So I was reading through the various forms and came accross one that that said "You must tell your employer about all on the job injuries!" I just sat there and laughed, and looked at the scar covering the entire edge of my hand, that might not be there had I told my employer at the last dining commons and gotten some medical attention. HEH... What can I say, I'm pig headed and macho when it comes to injury and sickness. Everytime I have a seizure, I keep trying to get up and insist that everything is fine. I had pnuemonia this past Fall/Winter, but I was insistant that it was just a cold and that my immune system would handle it in time. It got so bad that I was sleeping 12 hours at night and an addition 7 hr. cat nap during the day. Eventually my friend, I'll call her... Red, Red Came to my apartment and forced me to go to a hospital. I usually have a policy of wanting extreme retribution if anyone wrongs me, but if I ever want to do that to Red, I've got to remember that there's a good chance she saved my life.
Woah... Where'd that come from? heh... Anyway on to another topic that makes Lio seem like a scary individual, Bleaker. I'm glad the wedding was nice... she's a nice girl and she deserves good things. Even though I don't approve of her choice of time, mate and just overall decision to get married, I am glad to hear that she is happy. Bleaker is in need of a calming influence in her life like Bob. Bleaker is as high strung as a Strativarius Violin, but if Bob were anymore laid back he'd be dead. They make a great balance. Not unlike Yin and Yang. Beh... whatever. I'm leaving... Later.
Well, the weekend is here, and life has gotten slighly better. I have a job, my workload has decreased somewhat... and I just feel better. A lot of this has to do with me just taking a day for myself. Ignoring my problems. Cleaning up the apartment a bit. Just clearing my head, ya know? It's amazing how much better life is when you just slow down and smell the roses...
Till All Are One...
LioConvoy out...
My life is officially shit. I have no money, no job, no girlfriend, my work is piling up... DAMMIT!!! Does the shit ever stop. I still haven't gotten my money back from the bank, those thieving bastards. I'm so desperate for work that I've begun dropping off applications at telemarketing firms... GAH! My English teacher is such a dumb mormon bitch that she has no idea what we're supposed to be doing in the course. I have to read a 116 page book over the weekend and write a paper for my karate class... A PAPER FOR GYM CLASS, WHAT IS THIS SHIT!?!?!?!?!
I HATE MY LIFE!!!
That was vile Twist... Will you marry me? Heh...
Anyhoo... I started up the diet again and have dropped almost 15 or 20 lbs. I always planned on starting up the diet again, but I lost the last bunch of weight so fast that after I stopped it I forgot how much of a bitch those first weeks are. I'm craving everything. I want pizza, with a side of fries, and a whole chocolate cake. I want some chicken parm. I need nachos and salsa... AND A BIG OLD BOTTLE OF FOXON PARK CHERRY SODA!
Oh well, it will all be worth it. One day, I'll be 180 lbs. and I'll see the DemonQueen walking down the street. I'll walk up to her, and I'll just laugh. I'll laugh and laugh and laugh. Because she ditched me when I was flawed, and by then I'll be damn near perfect.
Must stop thinking of food...
Hello folks, and welcome to the latest edition of Lio's Summertime Blues. Today's rant mainly has to do with my personal finances... They suck. I've been spending money like crazy, although I can sometimes keep it on track. That's not the worst thing. The dumb fucks at my bank lost a 700 dollar check I deposited. These fuckers got their money, the check cleared, but still they debited my account for 700 dollars. So I have to wait for my bank statement from Connecticut before I can get my money back. Fuckers. Add to all this I'm unemployed... my fucking job closed down for the summer! GAH! I've been dropping off applications everywhere... to no avail. Eh, I'm gonna go whore my ass to old business men...
Till all are one...
LioConvoy out...
WOOHOO... I took off the 7 pounds i gained on my last carb binge, and another 6 on top of that making for a grand total of 76 lbs. lost. I love reaching a benchmark.
Heh... seems like just yesterday you were turning 19 part II: The revenge. Happy birthday on this most joyous of hallmarks.
Ok, so the title is slightly misleading... the tone of this post will be mostly positive, but this is going to be part of regular ongoing series of posts throughout the summer.
So first off... ya know... I hate being stuck at school during the summer but it has it's up points. During the regular semester, everyone is an asshole. They just walk around with giant frown on their faces. But it's different now. The mood is so much lighter around here. People are actually happy! Even me!
This also makes it much easier to get to meet people. For instance, I'd long thought I was the only game geek in State College, PA... even though we have 2 phat game stores right next to each other. Turns out I was wrong. I met a fellow game geek in class today, and it turns out that there is an entire club devoted to gaming with over 250 members! He even invited me to play with his party. Not bad. It's also easier to meet girls in the summer. Already I have two prospects in my Karate class.
Well, that closes out this issue of Lio's Summer Time Blues... Good night and have a pleasant tommorrow.
Don't worry Papster... I'm stuck in this shithole all summer. You have my word that I will continually post and update everyone on my life up here at dear old Penn State. I would also like to encourage you all to post even during the summer. I don't get to speak with many of you as much as I'd like to.
In the news of Lio department, well, nothing. Summer classes still blow, although if I could have taken them during the regular school year, thes classes would totally rock. Acting rulez... I'm totally theatrical. Karate kicks ass. English and health both suck on my ballbag. Geh.. oh well. I'm still unemployed... which also sucks. One good thing is that a buddy of mine from skook moved up here, so now I'm not the only RPG dork I know. Sweet ass. Ah well I'm off to bed... peace.