Life sucks!

I'm not sure how much longer I can continue this damned charade of mine. I'm a gamer with no game.

Still kickin'

Still here, still addicted, still alone, still confused. Same ol' s**t, different day.

Still toughin' it out!

Well, it was hell getting to the con. Two days of misery and I was a couple o' hours late for my first event, cancelled because I wasn't there. Nobody like gamers, though. Had my discomfort, but it was a fine weekend in a fine place. Rusty as I am, my remaining events went well, but it wasn't until my last one that everything really came together and it was a bomber session.

The trip back was miserable as well, but worked out a bit better than the trip there.

All in all, a great time. Dunno if I'll be able to make it next year. Sights are on a TrollCon. But if my situation improves, I might be able to make both next year. Maybe I can even make another Con Quest!

Gary Con

Well, I'm keeping up this nonsense even though I still have no idea of what I'm really doing anymore. What can I say? I'm a gamer.

Anyway, GaryCon is in six days and I'm scramblin' to get ready. I done all of my printing out, now I need to prepare mentally, not an easy task given my mush for brains and the continual distractions in this place, but cheese land, here I come!

I live a completely hopeless life...

I don't know why I even continue with this charade. It's Saturday, a beautiful day, and I'm still so far behind that I won't take the time to enjoy it. I hate technology, but I keep trying to use it as if I knew what I was doing. Meanwhile, my health stays in the sewer.

I ain't a fan o' kids and I live next to a damned high school! In my condition, I ain't even a fan o' people! I fiddle-futz w/ gaming sites and blogs because I have no friends except online.

I need help and life is just too damned fast for this old geezer!

Still losin' my mind

I'm trying to get ready for GaryCon, but it's not easy anymore. I'm losin' my mind in this place. My life is completely fantasy. All I know of the outside world is that it's dangerous. Meanwhile, I try to carry on, listening to my music, watching the tube, trying to game with no gamers. My only friends are online, blah, blah, blah...

Ho hum

I'm still here, still wastin' time. Good thing I have nice neighbors. If they really knew how screwed up I really am, I'd be in a lot more trouble. So much for privacy. I'm all over the place on this infernal machine.