Dream of Waking Ne Cede Malis

The reason Metallica sucks now and did not suck before.

They have too much money. They can't afford not to suck. ... And Justice For All was their magnum opus, the black album was overrated, they chopped off all their hair, and started to cater to the radio crowd. I downloaded ... And Justice For All and I'll never buy another copy (I did own one at one point) and I don't owe Lars Ulrich anything, he can just die.

Money ruins everything.

Bunch of crap

I'm not coming to Springfield this weekend. It sucks. I have the time off to come but my brakes are kind of screwed up and the cost to get them fixed will negate any money we could spend to make the trip.

In other not so depressing news, I've re-listed the site for Google. I mean, why not?

Duders

I'm back on Resident Evil 4. Getting to the end now. Now that I've shot enough cultists I got to go back to shooting what I've affectionately nicknamed the villagers; duders. Actually, every enemy in the game is a "duder". I can't explain why every thing in this game that's out to kill me is a duder but they are. All duders. Resident Evil 4 could've also been titled "Animal Crossing: Duder Edition" as I'm killing duders for points and selling my points to some guy (not unlike Tom Nook) for more guns and stuff for my guns, where the game also becomes "pimp my guns". The more I play it the more I want to play the original Resident Evil remake for gamecube that would just remind me how goddamn impossible that game is and how much better Resident Evil 4 is.

It also brings up a painful question; where's Resident Evil 5? Where's any Resident Evil spinoff using the Resident Evil 4 gameplay? 4 has been out for quite a while now. I'd expect something out of Capcom by now. Surely they couldn't have spent all their time doing the PS2 port. I've heard a lot of good things for Dead Rising but that's an Xbox 360 title with no plans for any other releases. Here's hoping we can get at least one more solid action title out of Capcom before they're totally focused on tomorrow.

Getting someone to shoot laser beams into my eyeballs is hard work.

Why does it take so much paperwork to get the free laser eye surgery that the Army owes me? Why can't I just walk up to the clinic, tell them I'm blind, and let them put the pewpew in my eyes and give me pain pills and send me away?

After two weeks I finally got the signature I needed to really get the ball rolling on this laser surgery. Two weeks. For one guy to sign one piece of paper. This same piece of paper had to go through at least two other people as well, I couldn't just take it straight to the person, I had to give it to one guy to give to another guy who maybe gave it to somebody else to approach this person to sign my paper. Maybe I have no fear of rank or maybe it's because I know the guy who signed it knows who I am but it would've been really easier if I threw protocol out the window and just asked the guy to sign it myself.

I get my paper back yesterday. It's actually part of a two page packet, the first page being signatures and the second page being medical clearances. I fill out the little portion of page two that I'm allowed to fill out and wait until today to get another portion filled out by a doctor. You see the medical clinic doesn't work past 11am if it's not an emergency. I couldn't take it to them after lunch when I picked the paperwork up.

I get there, the receptionist tells me I need to get my medical records first. It's a desk across the hall, no big deal. Wait for my records, then go back to get told to have a seat. Sit around, watch some CNN, apparently Pluto is not a planet and everything I know about astronomy is a lie and the morning after pill is called Plan B. I think that's the pharmaceutical companies' tip of the hat to Chris. Then the doctor will see me. Except he's more or less a physician's assistant and not a full blown doctor but that's okay, he's just asking me ridiculous questions such as "do you have a history of lupus?". I don't even know what lupus is, no.

I'm done there and now I can go to optometry but oh god, optometry doesn't work on Thursdays. At all. I can't make an appointment, can't get my little blocks checked, nothing. I have to come back tomorrow between 6:30am and 9:00am. So now I'm waiting again. Optometry (rightfully) takes up half of that page of blocks that need checked so hopefully they can get that all taken care of tomorrow and I can get a date set. I'm somewhat nervous about getting my eyes lasered, not because of the risk of blindness but because it sounds like I'll have a really crappy couple of days following it. I've been asking everyone I know who's had it for horror stories so I know what I'm getting into but the upside is that after a couple days of misery I'll be able to see again without contacts or glasses or any of that crap.

Tomorrow is Monday

I'm back to dreading Mondays already. It's not that I really have a whole lot to do, it's just that I have to wake up early in the morning and get dressed and in uniform and whatnot. It's a pain. I'm looking forward to everyone else coming home because I know that'll bring a ton of four-day weekends and three-day work weeks.

So what did I do this weekend? Katie and I planned on going to see Clerks 2 but it's already out of our local theaters and something tells me the post theater won't be showing it. Saturday night she punished me with The Nun. Here's a three word review of The Nun; The Nun sucks.

I took Chester for a walk at around 11pm that night too and he always loves to run back to the house after he's taken a big dump so we're running home and I step in something like a gopher hole right in front of where the grass turns into concrete and end up tearing up my right knee and scraping up my right palm again. When I get inside I asked Katie to get Chester his cookie (he always gets a cookie for taking a dump) and I try to clean off the scrapes and we have no hydrogen peroxide. We had some but Katie used it all to clean up some paint while I was gone. So we made a not-so-emergency trip to Wal-Mart to get more first-aid items. Of course we had to make a stop at the cheap DVD bin and Katie found a couple movies and I found Apocalypse Now: The Complete Dossier and we chastised at ourselves for buying more movies.

Today Katie took me and Chester to the park. We didn't do a whole lot of walking because my knee hurt but it was nice. I watched some X-Files season one while Katie made pizza for dinner. Court TV was showing a healthy amount of Cops and Katie stopped me from eating a whole pint of Ben & Jerry's.

Ahh how I missed weekends.