Need to work on updating more regularly again. Anyway!
Since last time a lot's gone on. Dad went to the hospital to make sure his ticker's in good working order as he's been short of breath a lot. And the assholes at the hospital of course needed a few days to say yes or no. So we had that stress over the weekend as I went to Orem early, thanks to the weekday guy wanting an extra day to make up for the 2 he missed.

And while we were over here, getting lunch as I had arrived around 10 AM or so... the brakes on the car completely die. I mean, emergency brake or coast into parked cars level. So a good 2 or so hours were devoted to waiting for a tow truck. God it sucked... the most annoying thing? We had just taken that car in to get it's brakes fixed! But it turns out the fucker who did it only made a passing mention that our back brakes might wear out if they run low on transmission fluid to my dad, who spaced out on telling the rest of our family -.- we nearly got killed and it's all cuz one guy didn't repair them and the other flaked.

After that, we spend the day killing time, waiting to find out how long it'd take to get the car fixed, going to Olive Garden. Been forever since I went there... should go more often as yummeh. Turns out that it would have to wait till monday as they have to replace a few parts, and it would cost 1100... I haven't felt that awkward around my mother about money in a long time. *sigh* I wish I made more money to help with their numerous financial problems. But I refuse to let work dominate my life again. Once my roomie gets his job and things are stable, I'm serious about working towards doing college. So... please forgive me mom and dad.

Anyway! Aside from that, a trip to Orem is JUST the medicine I needed. I've had a chance to relax, stretch out, eat what I like a bit more, go swimming to help with exercise, and my first ever trip to an asian market that I had time and money! Splurged a lil bit but goodness... yummy! Noodles! Potstickers! Pocky! Mochi! *shivers* blueberry mochi is almost sinful...

Now I sit here on a bed, relaxing back as my roomie is thinking what we should have for breakfast (considering breakfast is whenever we wake up so even though it's 2 PM, yeah) and considering things to do. Maybe pick up World of Warcraft again, even though I haven't really played it in about in a month... guess with all the crap in life, I just have not had the urge to do something fun but pointless like that as if it was a secondary career. I still love it but yeah... the horde needs to wait. For now I think I'll just relax.

Oh and as a side note... anyone else get a sudden almost overwhelming urge to revisit your childhood? Lately I have been on a TMNT kick so strong it almost aches... I downloaded all of the Mirage AND Archie comics for the series, and debating asking my brother if I can borrow his box sets to let me watch the old 1987 cartoon series. Hell, I even made up a character that's based on a popular artist's TMNT fan character... yeah. I need help o.o

Freaking HELL today sucked. Started off as a fairly average sunday morning, post getting off of work, I had plans to head back to Orem and spend the weekdays with my roomie. No qualms there aside from it having been minorly postponed due to waiting for mother to go to church, which was no big deal, I'd just nap beforehand. We get going, and when near there, I call my roomie to make sure he's awake and ready to join us for lunch. Took 5 phone calls before he answered.

Turns out that he slept on his back wrong and it caused a knot of muscle that pinched a nerve so bad that he was almost literally crawling to the restroom when necessary. You know how sumo wrestlers place their palms on their knees and squat, lifting their feet to stomp? Imagine that in an awkward slow jerky walk.

Sooooo we go about the day as per usual, intending to go to a resteraunt called Fazoli's, a chain of good quality italian fast food essentially. Only to find out that the place apparently went under since last we went. So that was a bust. We followed it up by visiting my grandmother's grave as it was in the neighborhood and tomorrow IS Memorial Day, so a trip to a grocery store to get some flowers (Stargazer lillies are rather pretty) and one awkward visit later, our moral obligations are overwith. So, on to food!

Ended up going to Sizzler's, and I saw a deal involving lobster tail. Well, I have never tried lobster, so I decide to try that... dumb idea. Aside from the shell and underside creeping me out as it's like a big dead centipede, the meat was bearable, but not my flavor. The chicken was meh too. And for the four of us, it was over 60 bucks... overall, not worth the trip.

After that, a stop at Subway to get roomie some food as he's barely been able to move, much less prepare himself lunch. I get a double whammy of customer service shittiness: an awkward newbie trying to accomodate an older gentlemen that looks like he's comfortably situated on the alzheimer's express, and his rather anal retentive daughter dictating every request the gentleman made as if it was scripture. Complete with them choosing a table, and seeing that it has not been properly cleaned, rather than seek another, cleaner surface, they demand a rag and cleaner. Took me 3 times as long to get a simple sandwich, not counting that he took particularly long in swiping my card.

After roommate has been fed, we spend time just chatting and such, and towards 5:30, he has to use the restroom again. I help him get to the restroom and let him do his thing, and when he's finished I come in to find him half standing, noting that he can do that position despite how painful it had been earlier that day. So I have a basic idea: he just needs to straighten up and work through it or else it wouldn't recover any time soon. So I help him do that, and lo and behold, he stands upright. Even manages to take a shower! He's sore and stiff but functional again. Day's FINALLY looking up.

We spend some time just hanging out as he slowly recover, and decide we wanna take a nap before hanging out with our assorted online friends... at 10 PM, I get a call from work. The weekday night auditor's wife apparently has been rushed to the hospital due to passing out unexpectedly. And the managers are unable to cover for him. So despite the fact that I'd be an hour or two late in arriving, they want me to cover for him. And for me, that's a particular pain as I don't know how to drive. It means having to have someone wake up and drive all the way to Orem, picking me up, and driving all the way to Park City. At 10 at night. When I've had roughly 2 hours of sleep in over 24 hours.

And as bitter as this sounds, a good chunk of me is thinking that if the weekday guy was lying about this to get out of work tonight (he's called saying he can't work then makes himself unable to be contacted) I am going to freaking castrate the prick. I know it probably isn't, but this fucks up my plans for the entire week. I can't head back to Orem without being certain that he's able to handle working again, and since I have 4 days there, and it's looking like 2 of them are screwed, it's impractical to do 2 days there. So my "weekend" is fucked completely.

So, a brief recap: low on sleep, one of fave resteraunts gone, saw a grave, had meh food for way too much money, spent day trying to be nice and help a friend in pain, ending in being rewarded with more work. Without sleep.

My roomie believes in karma. Even if I ignore the thought that I did something to deserve this all, in my opinion something damn well excellent better happen to balance this influx of bad luck.