Full Moon?

I had a really weird weekend is all I can really say. It was fine up until Saturday afternoon (aside from everyone being excessively cheerful...which was strange on its own). It all started when I was cleaning up one of the tables at work. Suddenly someone comes up behind me, leans in and just says "smile." I look up and it's one of the dudes that hangs out on my floor every weeked and watches DVDs. I just stare at him for a second like...really? And he says it again. So I give him this half-assed smile and walk away cause I suddenly have the urge to punch him in the face and I don't want to give him any of my words.

Backstory: I don't work in the best part of town. There are genuinely creepy, angry and unstable people around. My way to avoid being the target of said creepiness is to look as pissed off as possible. I want to be left alone while I work, because it isn't my job to help out with customer service. I have been attacked before at other jobs, so I just don't want any part of this.

So I continue to work because I want none of that nonsense. I turn the corner and he's standing there waiting at the elevator gesturing at me again to smile. I shake my head at him and disappear, then WAIT until he's gone before I go and tell Shauna about it. This is kind of a big deal because I can't just tell him to bugger off because I work there. And he knows it. He wouldn't have told a stranger that, or even one of the older, meaner looking people working with me and that pisses me off. I want to be an anti-social grump. Leave me alone.

Sure he might have just been trying to be nice or something, but seriously, I have a right to be miserable. Even if I am a perfectly happy, untroubled young lady, I can still be as grumpy as I want with out unsolicited suggestions from the guy who once loudly proclaimed to his friend for the whole floor to hear that he was "drunk and horny." I may pretend to be an oblivious, sour individual at work, but believe me, I see and hear EVERYTHING. At least if he keeps bothering me on future days I have grounds to report him and get him kicked out. That makes me happy.

So then the rest of the day is just full of weird crap like the ominous pigeons, the man who walked across the street balancing his skateboard on his hand while maintaining fierce eye-contact with the driver, the lady who kept scowling at me as though I had personally offended her by sitting in a seat halfway across the bus, the strange barista who was borderline insulting Shauna, the random dude at the grocery store who started ranting about Costco discounts and then screamed "WHOOO DISCOUNTS" at us in another aisle, me getting a text about the son of a guy my family knows having his house blown up, the wedding party taking their pictures in front of the sketchy pawn shops downtown, the statues on the rat and the crow in Evil Within, and those children that appeared out of nowhere behind us on the street and started dancing around.

Then I had issues with my computers. So I was using Oliver's laptop to try and chat on Vent and it kept dropping and reconnecting over and over. Went to get a second monitor yesterday and test it with the old computer, which decided it didn't want to work. In all fairness, it's got hobbled-together hardware, hasn't been used in months and may have been damaged in the move, but it wouldn't boot. So that was disappointing. Good news is if I can make some extra room on my desk, I can have duel monitors. What I really wanted it for was for cross-referencing writing a lot quicker as I'm getting close to finishing WMRR.

Then there's a bunch of drama with friends and family, and I might be getting fulltime at my one job and I am just tired again. Good news is that my back is finally at the point where I can do strengthening exercises and I can drop physio soon.

Anyway I'm disappointed about the computer. I was going to use it (as slow as it is) to double video productions so I can catch up on all my projects. I have only small pockets of time to work on this stuff now. According to Mesk and HKS I should just quit everything and become a YouTube sensation. They sound like my Grade 11 social studies teacher who was trying to get us to run away to California and pick oranges for a living. I do miss it though. Playing video games and editing videos all day doesn't sound like a bad gig.

My problem is I've been playing through the Myst series. I have no idea if I'll ever release it, but I'm too invested in that right now to complete my other projects. And I really need to complete the other projects.