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And that is all I can really think to say about Torchwood: Children Of Earth.

In May there's a big subway rally where all the owners and managers and corporate stooges people get together and discuss subway related topics, these topic include but are not limited to a 'Point Of Sales Seminar' a 'Bread Making Seminar' an 'Understanding Your Paperwork Seminar' and even a seminar hosted by none other than Jared, yes Jared himself will be there! coughlamecough As fun as all this sounds the only reason me and my fellow managers agreed to lose hours and go was the promise of the 'Managers Happy Hour' hosted by our always helpful Field Consultants Probably to make up for how much they torture us every month yes my fellows and I shall be getting royally drunk, or at the very least, tipsy with those who know our pain from subways all over the pacific northwest possibly even the country.
There will also be a sandwich making competition which no amount of pressure from my boss will ever get me to enter!

I've spent a very long time trying to find some sort of common ground between my Dad and I, something to bond over if you will, we're not that close and he only takes an interest in me if I've done something to piss him off. At the beginning of last summer I found it. Guns. I'm not a gun nut I swear but I have enjoyed building a rifle with him. It was our thing. Until he bought himself a motorcycle to fix up by himself. The time we spent working on my gun dwindled more and more until it was non existent and the gun itself was shoved off to the far side of the basement/workshop to collect dust. Every time I go down there to do my laundry I see my 1/3 finished rifle sitting on top of some old boxes of junk in a darkened corner with his motorcycle as the center attraction. I'm not jealous just disappointed. Yesterday I went down to do my laundry and found that that boxes of junk were gone, my rifle with them. No trace of it anywhere. I went upstairs just in time for my Dad to come through the door talking about some new part he got for his motorcycle. I went to my room, locked the door, and cried. I then put my headphones on and listened to loud angry music, I find that loud angry music takes the hurt away.
My sister calls my a bitch every other time she talks to me, accuses my of trying to steal her children, and feels the urge to drink whenever she's around me.
A girl I work with, whom I consider one of my best friends, lied to me today and got me in trouble with our boss, all so she could go home early and have sex with her boyfriend.
Out of the three I think the Dad thing hurts the worst. I'm done with social interaction if this is what I get from the people who are supposed to care about me. I've got everything I need right here in my room and what I don't have I can order over the internet. With the exception of work (Which will fund my new found shut in lifestyle) I will no long be interacting with people.

Some of you may or may not have noticed but I changed my username from chicchai_raion to saddoubloon. The reason for this is a few weeks ago I bought the new Zune 120 and when I went to register it I put my username as MMoody, this was apparently taken and the site gave me a list of alternative variations of MMoody and at the bottom of this list was, for some reason or another, saddoubloon. I decided that I like this name so much that I shall be hence forth known as saddoubloon everywhere.

Anyway, in other news I'm now the manager at the Subway in Hillsdale! It's a small little store but it's mine!

Take a picture of yourself right now. Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair...just take a picture. Post that picture with NO editing. Post these instructions with your picture.

I'VE GOT A JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!! I now work at subway and I start in about two hours!

I'd forgotten how much of a Star Wars geek/junkie/loser I am until I came across a torrent that contains damn near every Star Wars comic in existence!
It'll take a while to download though because waaaaaay more people are downloading than seeding but it'll be worth the wait for I am poor and unemployed and could never afford all of them.

It will be mine!!!
It must be mine!!!

Long live Jango Fett Boba Fett

I was just sitting here minding my own business, listening to John Barrowman: Another Side when my I notice that my not cuddly at all rat Deo had seated himself in the corner of his cage closest to the speakers. So I brought him out in the vain hope he would just sit on my lap and behave himself. And he did!! He sat there and let me pet while he kissed my fingers and bruxed away like there was no tomorrow.
After experimenting a little I discovered that he only likes John barrowman and nothing else! When ever a song came up on my playlist that wasn't sung by John barrowman he'd scoot of my lap and make a mess of my desk.
Deo likes John Barrowman and Sam and Baz couldn't care less what kind of music is on!

Edit:Here's one of the pictures I managed to take. I wish I had a better camera.