Entry 1: Blizzards suck

So yesterday I noticed there were 3 voicemails on my phone. Wondering how my cell phone got calls without me hearing it ring (I keep it on me all the time) I checked them. The first one was my step-dad telling me to answer my god damn phone. Delete. Second one was a job offer... that was two weeks old. Delete and cut wrists. The third was my probation officer telling me that she wanted me to call her. Why? She was the one who wanted me to call in my probation meetings, not me. Why talk to me personally, costing me more money, part-way through my probation? Guess I will just chalk it up as another idiocy of the courts.

So I got online and started to play video games. See, I am playing this one game called League of Legends. Entirely PvP, there are about 67 different characters you can choose to play as. As you can imagine you can't be proficient in all of them, so I chose one who I like the story of to play (cause I am a lore junkie like that). My favorite one by far is called Jax, the Grandmaster at Arms. Jax is a tanky melee fighter who, after winning 187 consecutive games, was banned from using real weapons. So now he simply uses a brass lampost, a chicken foot, and a fishing pole. After being restricted to just those weapons, he continued to kick ass, but uses them anyway for the fucking hell of it.

Now, I think this is the most bad-ass thing imaginable. I mean, using a fishing pole to beat up people who have trained their whole lives to wield swords capable of cutting through steel? You sir, win. Anyway, I was playing as Jax and not being bad-ass myself. In fact, I was getting more and more pissed cause I thought about how that job offer would have been fucking amazing! It was where I wanted to work, girl was a manager, and...GAH! It would have been fucking epic!

Eventually I just stopped playing, and decided I was going out and getting a fucking job. So I got in my car, pulled out of my driveway, and got stuck. Remember that blizzard? Yeah, fucked me in the ass. DA ASS! So I pretty much just got out, pulled out a shovel and scraper, and started moving snow from around and underneath my car. Did that for about 20 minutes, with no luck. Yeah, I was pissed. My mom came home, and started to promptly laugh and make fun of me. Afterwards she got in my car after having me try to get out, threw it in reverse, and pulled out of the snow like it was nothing. She then proceeded to laugh harder, and told me to not leave for the rest of the day.

I HATE BLIZZARDS!

The rest of the day went uneventfully. My mommy brought home Wendy's burgers, so I was able to remember how much I loved their burgers... and how much I hated their french fries. Seriously, Burger king is the only fast food place that have decent burgers and fries. Scratch that, Arby's is the best! *silently cries over lost job*