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I really wish it would stop being so cold. We let the fire go out because the weather is really nice and warm. It goes out because it gets really really hot in the house. Then it decides to be cold again, and again the fire gets started again. My brother attempted to get it going, but failed miserably. After he left, I worked on it. Now I have a roaring fire and the temperature is now 66 degrees in my room and rising. Slowly, but still rising. Considering it is about 33-37 degrees outside, ...

I signed up over on blogspot.com to help give people other than members here a chance to see the workings of my mind. The plan for now is to incorporate the current blog with the previous journal here. If I am able to set the dates of the entries, then I can just copy and paste them and not have to do too much work. Otherwise, I will just include snippets of the journal from time to time.

Before I started this entry, my sister called the house phone. She called to say that she ...

I am being punished and get to work less. I had this whole plan thought up by the time I arrived at the office. I was going to do everything "right" so I wouldn't have to be "taught" how to do things. Because really, it's not that I was doing anything wrong. It's just that my way of ad making does not suit the owner. I can't help that our styles of creativity don't always match one another. It's one thing to say I did it wrong because it is wrong, but another entirely to ...

Today in my life, I chose to let Darko Brevic live in Grand Theft Auto IV rather than killing him for his wrongdoings. And then a short time later when my brother asked me if I cared about what is happening to Dad, I said "No, he deserves everything he gets".

Honestly, Brevic seemed like he understood what he did and was choosing to own up to it and accept whatever punishment he was given. By not killing him, Brevic is given a chance to redeem himself. Of course, I will ...

So this morning at 3-something am, Dad went to my brother's room complaining of pain. So the two of them go to the hospital. Finally, karma squeezed my father's insides enough to punish him for his guilty conscience.

Dad has been in the hospital for nearly a whole day now. I have no interest on what is wrong with him, so whenever someone would give me details on the situation, I started hearing a buzzing noise in my head. Like a swarm of bees in my brain just buzzing around. ...