Dedicated to those little fellas who make it all possible

Yep, elves. Creepy little bastards.



What a week it's been. Last week I worked eight days straight and then on the Thursday which was supposed to be my day off I had to get up at 5:30 am to get down to the TV station. And I was so looking forward to sleeping in.

Work had me go do a couple of spots on live TV for the local morning show. So I got paid to stand there, play video games and talk about them. What a hard life I lead. According to everyone, at least those who saw the segments and commented to me about them, I did very well. Thank God I didn't look like a jackass on TV.

Other than that not much has been going on. We had the family Christmas for one side of the family on Saturday and I was lucky enough to have Christmas Eve off. Boxing day is going to be painful, but as long as I get paid well, I'll deal.

Here's hoping everyone has a safe holiday season and stays out of any major trouble.

Signing off from London, which looks like it will have a wet, green Christmas - asmyth82 6:38 PM -

As a note

I don't know how the comments are working again, I didn't do anything.

Dear Santa,
Did you give me an early Christmas present. If so, why are you being so damned cheap?! It's a commercialist holiday you bastard! GIMME GIMME GIMME!

Pelted by coal - asmyth82 8:18 PM -

Hey, it's me. What do you mean you don't care?

How stupid was I? I expected the break between semesters to be fairly relaxing. I mean, come on, I didn't even have any exams!

It was one last, big push to finish everything. Got up Tuesday a couple of weeks ago at 6 am. Went to class, handed in the final project there, went to work, went right back to the lab, stayed up all night, handed in the last two projects I had that morning, then went to get something to eat then back to work.

I found out later the teacher who gave out the project I had stayed up all night to finish was disappointed that people weren't giving more time to his project. I'm sorry, but when you hand out any project as an "Oh yeah, before you go.." two weeks before we're done while we still have two eight page brochures, a poster and three ads to do, especially when it's not worth all that much and most of us have already passed the class regardless, you shouldn't expect much from the results.

So I expected some relaxation, though I forgot I had told my bosses I'd be able to work when they needed me, which looking at my schedule, is full time. Oh well, I can definitely use the money. Plus I can go kinda stupid at Christmas. Price usually becomes no object when it really, really should. "As long as they like it!" I shout, throwing my cash filled hand into the air, before I'm stomped to the ground by a throng of people after a $29 USD DVD player at Wal-mart.

So anyway, I've been on my feet for eight hours a day and it feels like I've ripped or pulled something in my leg that's reduced me to limping around. Think about that the next time you're yelling at a salesperson because they're sold out of whatever the hell you're looking for. Then push them over and stomp on them because they should have known enough to have put one aside for you when it came in and fought off everyone else to keep it just for you, because you're special.

I actually had a woman throw a couple of computer games back into my hands and stomp off in a huff after she found out she missed a sale and couldn't get the stuff for 5 dollars off. The sale was a week and she knew about it since it was announced the previous Friday.

And if I hear one more person use the excuse that they're from out of town I'm calling justifiable homicide. The other side of town is not out of town. If it takes you a half hour to drive to the store, I say fuck off, it takes me longer.

We just sold the last whatever the hell it was you were looking for? I'm sorry, let me get your name and number, I will personally hold one for you and call you as soon as we get some more in. What's that? You're from out of town? Oh! I see, let me just track down the person who bought the last one then burn down their house and kidnap their dog until they bring the product back in. I will then travel the 15 minute driving distance to your house and give you the product on a gold platter, free of course.

Fuck off.

I'm sorry, it's been a long couple of days. I sort of went off on a tirade there.

And I meant every fucking word.

Pope rocket, GO! - asmyth82 8:13 PM -