My Day Off

Started off the day with smelling cat poo from one of the baby kittens shitting in the corner of the bedroom. Not the best start, I'm sure you would agree. And who is this "you" anyway, a wizard? A figment of my imagination? Probably an imaginary friend. I never had one when I was little, might not be too late to create one, I guess.

It's raining. It pretty much always does when I'm off work. It was sunny yesterday for a few hours, but I worked that duration. Lovely. Fucking hate life today.

I have to tidy up. I will have to do the washing up (maybe some washing too.. running out of clothes), and maybe do some vaccuum cleaning *shudder*. On the bright side (it's certainly not the other side of the window), I have downloaded a bunch of new albums to listen through and determine whether they're shit or not.

The biggest thing I missed when we moved was the internet. Never mind the countless hours we spent without a TV or a playstation. No. It was the internet that hurt the most. It has been my longest running obsession/addiction. When my mum and dad split up, my mum decided to buy a computer and we had a 14kb modem, that we stuck into the phone line. We had a piece of software on the computer which acted as an answermachine! I loved it! We got loads of disks with it too, with games on - Madeline (lol), Fade To Grey, and Sesame Street are the ones that come to mind. And we went on whichever websites didn't take an age to load, and it was awesome. I was 9, I think. So that'll be 12 years pretty much solid internet. I remember when we had a 28kb modem.. and then we got a 56kb "fun" modem.. which was green and translucent. That was awesome. I was on it so much that my mum just ended up getting broadband when that came out. I downloaded Kazaa, and stole music. When was that.. I think I was 14, close to 15 maybe? I got into Black Sabbath and the like. I then got Kazaa Lite because I was informed that it was quicker and less buggy, and found there was a chatroom. I'd been in a lot of chatrooms during my days on the 56k, so I decided to give it a shot. I was an obnoxious little madam! But I started making friends of those who were as obnoxious as I was, and it was a brand new experience. At this point I was doing my GCSE's, and probably shouldn't have been on the computer so much, but I did it anyway. My friends at school had started to get to know me a bit, and that's usually where the friendship ends. I am ok at making friends, but maintaining those friendships I have no clue about. I didn't know that I should contact them if I wanted to go out, and I had no reason to know, as they usually came to my door asking. I didn't like ringing ppl, and I still don't, and that was my downfall. So, my friendships with ppl were breaking down, but I had this brand new set of friends (mainly from America as I have terrible sleeping patterns and was always up until they were going to bed anyway), and so I delved deeper. Because I was so upset about my "RL" friends basically dumping me, I went into my shell. I lived for IRC. I was there more than the operators were, and I loved every minute of it. One time I actually stayed up for three days straight on it. I don't think my mother was very happy about it. In fact, I'm pretty sure she worried like hell, but I know this now, and didn't realise before that my actions affected others. I wasn't diagnosed at this point. But back to point, yeah, I did the IRC thing. I was almost late for my Business Studies exam (no point in going anyway, I only got a D) because I was on IRC. But that summer was great, the sun shone outside, and don't get me wrong, I didn't just look at it whilst indoors. When ppl were working or at school or sleeping on that timestealing server, I sunbathed with music I downloaded from K-Lite playing through the patio doors, and I loved it.

Even now, I am on IRC. I have made friends and closer on that thing in the past 6 years, and I think it's going to continue.

I tidied up. I used the vacuum cleaner.. uurgh. Now IRC and television. Woohoo!