It’s turning into a weekly thing.

Imagine that – the only time I’m posting blogs is when I’m bored on-air at the station.  Figures.

I’m not going to lie – my life has been boring as hell lately.  It’s pretty much been a never-ending loop of sleep, work, GTA IV, eat something, more GTA IV, sleep, repeat.  I’m trying to get as much out of GTA IV as I can – meaning I’m trying to do all the side missions and junk the first play through.  Shit, I’m probably going to end up buying the strategy guide so I don’t miss anything.  There’s no way I’m getting the “Finish the game in less than 30 hours” achievement… I think I’ve already passed that mark, and I’m only 50% in.  Just passed the 50% mark last night, actually.  One thing I do like is that Jackie likes watching when I play GTA, and I dig that because she generally doesn’t like video games at all.  Being that I play video games all the damn time, it’s nice that she can at least tolerate being in the same room when I’m playing this.

I get to go home in a couple of weeks, and the prospect has me excited.  Two weddings in two weekends… not so much.  Not that it won’t be a blast seeing ALL of my extended family over the span of a week (it will), but I’ve never really been a fan of weddings in general.  Lately, it’s because the inevitable question, “When are you getting married?” gets asked of me ad nauseum, and it’s just not something I like dealing with.  Since most of the people asking are close friends and family, I can’t backhand them like I want to.  I’ll get married when I’m good and damn ready.

Also, while it’s refreshing, time spent at home isn’t what it used to be.  Especially when you don’t have a car to be able to drive wherever you want whenever you want.  Everything has to be planned out in advance, and schedules must be followed.  This day you’re going here to see this person, next day, next place, next person.   There really isn’t a feeling of relaxation.  (Maybe it’s because my definition of “relaxation” equates to me sitting around doing absolutely nothing.)  It always seems so nice to finally get home after being away on “vacation”, and that’s kind of messed up.  In all honesty, I do miss everyone back home, but it drives me crazy having to run around that much just to catch up with everyone in the little time I have.

One last thing – missing even ONE payment for student loans is a BITCH.  I skipped one so that I could have some spare cash for when Brandon and Candace visited last month… and I have no clue how I’m going to catch up.  Well… that’s over-exaggerating.  I know how I’ll catch up, but it’s just going to suck because I won’t have money for anything else for a little while.  So remember, while it might sound like a good idea in theory, just don’t do it.  Late fees are a bitch, kids.