I was late, since I overslept and missed CO and thus could not follow them to Parkway. Ate a meal at Yoshinoya then we happened to bump into Lyn. (Not literally.. or she'd have been bowled over =X. please don't kill me.) Went to the arcade. Yay. Spent money like water. Well, we all had fun. I wanna learn how to play Daytona sometime. Looks mildly amusing.
Hopped over to Roxy for a drink. Cheap and sweet. Perfect for teenagers. Pity it's in a crappy location.
Today. Now today was.. mixed. Again. As per normal, family outing. Pre-ordered my copy of TBC, but none of the other WoW players were contactable. I tried. Your fault. Too bad.
Bought a book on how to converse/leave a good impression. Loser? Nah. A lot of it has merit. Those who shun it do so at their own loss. I for one appreciate the improvement of life skills.
Then a DotA game pissed me off. Wow, I thought I was better than that. More to work on. Oh, and you know how one thing sparks another off? I just remembered my D diao Dizi is missing. How the fuck am I supposed to perform? Wayne doesn't even seem to make an effort to look for it. I don't want to buy a new one.
Sometimes, things just feel so damn screwed. Shit this. Feel better after typing it out. Peace out.