Weekends suck

Weekends used to be great. You'd stay home from work and just lounge around all day. Now it's all about squeezing every last minute of time out of ther weekend to run errands and handle game problems (that's when everyone else is around and they need help), etc. I haven't had a relaxing weekend in so long...

Ah well.

This weekend I worked on the game engine (Eaxia), set up hosting for a new domain, fixed a few script bugs (Eaxia), ran an event for the royal family (Eaxia), spent three hours introducing the evil god Khal (Eaxia), almost made this pathetic guy cry at this Itallian place we sometimes eat at, did our rounds of cricket-buying and other pet needs (oh yah, and groceries for us too), moved furniture (couches), organized a staff meeting, and ate cereal (the most important part).

For those of you who don't know me and think I must be a sadistic bastard about the kid working at the Italian place -- it was his fault, and I'm kidding about almost making him cry anyway. He and this other kid practically run the small place for their grandfather (they're not related, but I forget which of them is the grandson and which one isn't, so for the purpose of this story, we'll say 'their' grandfather) and they're always at each other's throats for comic relief. One guy just had a kid and the other has no girlfriend. A recent comment he made was that "it's great to be single!" until he made another comment about having been at a restaurant by himself on Valentine's Day. All I said was "still love being single?" and got "bite me" before he wandered off. Ahhh, isn't it great to NOT be single? That started the day off on the right foot, I must say, despite having to have moved furniture earlier that morning.

Okay, you're right -- I'm a sadistic bastard. But it was still funny to see something blow up in his face, him realize it, then walk off muttering to himself. That's what he gets for asking us eight times if Tina and I are married yet.

Yawn

Busy day, but I've been tired since the moment I dragged myself out of bed, so it probably only seems that way. Had a weird dream about flying a space ship and giving out alien technology whereby a block/cube of cheddar cheese tasted both like cheese and mango (mmm mango). But the citizens of Earth couldn't stop fighting over it and so I had to take it away. But then I woke up, so who knows what would have happened.

Mmm now I want mango.