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Current mood:  angry
I'm starting to crack under all the pressure of my various work projects (including a 10 minute TV infomercial, a 3 minute TV commercial, a 4.25 minute web video, two webpage designs from scratch, redesigning a webpage from some lousy Dreamweaver abomination, updating two other pages, 4 print ads of various sizes, and my usual IT and customer care duties), computer problems, sporadic bouts of insomnia, adjusting my investment portfolio, preparing for the Ohayocon road trip, and the constant reminder that douchebags seem to thrive in the anime convention community. Really, it's not even that much more stress than usual, but I suppose I'm also a little more worked up because I've been doing more bodyweight exercises (since it's suicide to run around when it's slushy outside, and people are rolling their SUVs left and right). Maybe I've got more testosterone in my blood, or perhaps the seasons are starting to having an effect on me.
EDIT (08:23 PM 1/2/2008):Oh, I'm probably also a mix of mad, perplexed, and jealous that most assclowns seem to have no problems finding other assclowns to form their circlejkerks, but in the last 8 months I haven't been able to make more than 3 new friends online, or in person. I'm a pretty friendly and nice dude, when on a new forum (virtual or physical). I'm polite, helpful, and try not to seem overbearing. Yet, despite all my efforts, I go largely ignored.
Video games, anime / manga, fishing, gardening, camping, pets, geocaching, academics, firearms, martial arts...
No matter the topic, in groups spanning 16 and 60 years of age, it seems I'm always at odds with everyone, even when I'm in complete agreeance. I know I sometimes come across as a little pretentious, because of my education and formal typing. But - statistically speaking - 1 in 4 people should have IQs within 5 ~ 10 points of me, and yet I never seem to meet these people. Among all, but my closest friends (all 6 or 7 of them who are really just 's friends), I always feel like the only adult chaperone to a parade of penis-shaking morons.
Even at 4 different matching sites (Match.com, eHarmony.com, Chemistry.com, and Yahoo! Personals), I'm not compatible with anybody in a 300 mile radius, beyond a superficial 38% personality match. WTF? Hell, a block of wood could probably score better than 40% on most sites.
eHarmony's multifaceted personality profile indicated I'm exceptionally agreeable, open-minded, emotionally stable, conscientious, fun and intelligent - above and beyond the norm. That's cool, right? Apparently, that actually -hurts- my score, and they even intimated that maybe I was lying on my profile. Dicks! I found if I answered questions to make myself seem more bigoted, and misspelled a few "match words," I actually scored better. That's some bullshit, right there, buddy.
The only interest generated on any of my profiles (besides obvious mugu-scammers trying to"rescue their family in Nigeria" or sell me something) was based purely on my physical appearance and photo. That's bullshit! I don't wanna be anyone's "pretty" friend, and I guess I'm not a big enough of an asshole, racist enough, or r-tard'd enough to fit in.
I figure, as I get older, that's only gonna get worse. Or, maybe not. I have noticed that most dumbasses, after being burned enough times by friends who turn out to be Grade-A dickholes, realize later in life they probably would have been better off hanging with someone who can land an airplane, diffuse a bomb, snap a terrorist's neck, survive a zombie invasion in style, or do my own taxes. Bah... Fuck 'em. I'll have the last laugh, when the poop hits the fan.
As well - Fuck you, eHarmony. Fuck you, Match.com. Fuck you, Chemistry.com. Fuck you, Yahoo! Personals. At least my old pal Google still likes me!
End Edit
I should still be in a pretty good mood for Ohayocon, this weekend, since I get to spend some more time with friends and less time worrying about work. The Hyatt Regency Columbus' staircase is steel, which is easier on my knees to run up and down, so I'll probably get a good workout. There's a Max & Erma's nearby, too. They've got good food, which always perks me up. Anyone I know who's going to be there, feel free to say "hi" and all... But anyone with a problem with me would be best advised to leave me alone. I'm SO not in the mood to tolerate anyone's bullshit, this weekend, and watching Wanderlei vs. Chuck at UFC 79 got me working on my Muay Thai clinch and takedowns, savvy?
1:40 AM
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