Ramblin….

Running, running, running. I feel like I’m at full speed or at least trying to be at full speed. I have to go to karate in about 20 mins to teach for the night. I’ve used up all my available credit for a while with getting out of it. I’m going to need to find motivation from somewhere to do my workout and take calls tonight rather then fuck around on COH. Maybe an hour or two of play but I can’t do it the whole night. That’s rare anyway, but my urge to do so goes up under duress.

One of the teens at school comiseraded with me on the stupidity level of some COH players. It’s so cool to have someone to talk to about that stuff who actually understands and cares about what I’m saying and not only that but finds it as amusing as I do. He told me his friend plays COH and got my names and server from me to tell him. I sent him the code I got from COH so that if he decides to play he can get at least a 14 day trial and then I gave him my names as well if he wanted to team. He’s a really smart and funny kid. It’s sad but I remember when he came to the school and I helped him fit in. LOL. He use to be so quiet and still is to a degree but you can see his personality now and he just cracks me up.

For those of you who might find it amusing the COH story goes like this in a nut shell:

I get this team of 8 people the other day. I’d teamed with one or two of them a few nights before and they invited me cause they knew I was a good healer and had ice powers that could help us against enemies. Somewhere along the line over half the team decides they are all in charge and no one is paying attention to which gang they attack. So a mission that now has the potential of 15–20 enemies per group attack has now turned into a clusterfuck. Not only am I using all of my endurance just to try to keep these people alive…they aren’t using any of my ice skills to keep the enemy from hitting them. I try and lay down ice so that the enemy trips…the tankers run PAST the ice into the crowd making the ice useless. We even have one time where they managed to stay in the right spot and kill the enemy in seconds yet fail to see how this was effective. UG. So I’m starting to get a headache and I tell them I’ll be right back…I gotta go get asprin. I come back…I’m standing in this cave…ALONE. The only healer is now standing ALONE while they decided to run off to fight the next group of 8billion. I have to tell you…I stood there an extra 5 mins and watched their health bars go up and down while they used what little powers they possessed to keep themselves alive.  I stuck with them long enough to go up a level and then dropped them. What a bunch of morons.

Anyway, Topic change, yesterday Lexi drove me to Newark to go to my psych and therapist appts. It was wonderful of her to drive 2 hours up here just to take me. The simple story is that all is well. I got another round of meds and the paper work to get more. I have to go back in about 2 weeks. I had to explain to both of them what BDSM is and how it applies to my life. They BOTH asked me why I had bruises on my wrists which I found amusing cause they were from Karate. I’ll share more about my therapist’s theory of psych and how it will apply to me. It’s gonna be interesting.

I gotta head out and get to class. More later…oh and go see Mr. & Mrs. Smith that comes out today!