The End is Nigh...

Seems fate has taken sweet pity upon my years of torment and abuse...

The company is due to merge with some other company up north... (read: Northern Bastards).

Upon which, our services as analysts will come to an end...

Let me get this right...

No more job slightly a bad thing... Fat payout Good Thing... with the added bonus of being able to beat the pot of gold out of the dept "Leprechaun" on the last day being priceless!!!

Now, we find ourselves sitting around the office pretending to work getting drunk and basicly re-visiting the same old crappy website over and over to try and aid the strong need to jump into the nearest canal just to add that little bit more excitement into an otherwise mediocre and generally soul destroying day.

I am on maybe like a two month count down... in two months i hit *cough* 30 bastard *cough* bastard *choke*...

In the same month i will be set free from having to get up for work.... Do I find a job? bank the money for future hopes and dreams...? No, Not weddings!!! No not a house... ROFLMAO as if i would spend that much on a ring hahahaha you guys are funny...

No I was thinking more along the line of drunken orgys in prague or somewhere else eastern european.

Or do i go a little bit more crazy?? I am gonna be 30 after all...? My age will no longer begin with a 2... 30!! OMFG 30!?

No no... no problem with being 30 at all.. but WTF 30!?!

You get to this stage in life where you think... I shoulda done this or i shoulda done that.... Then you get to a certain age in your life and this Jesus I haven't done anything and now I am 30.

Well... lets move on shall we?

I hit that thought, so one night dealing with the standared emo bastards of ffxi... naming no-one ... er... no seriously i aint saying who....

Nope it wasnt Gaden this time....

Anyways, I decided to get out... go ... leave... depart... uninstall!!! Go outside and deal with the local npcs...

So i gave away some shit... sold some shit... crafted some other er.. shit... Said goodbye to those worth a mention... Kicked up an argument with those I would happily sink my maneater axe into and left.

Gone, out... logged... cancelled... departed... turned off... blank screen...

Er... so now what do I do?

I went downstairs and my housemate was watching tv.

I was a little confused by the whole concept... this is how it went.

Hatcher: .....
Housemate: Oh... Your Alive then?
Hatcher: .... ?
Housemate: You speak with your mouth... no keyboard here....
Hatcher: ..... ? ... Hi?
Housemate: There that wasn't so bad now was it?
Hatcher: Optical Hat [Do You Need It?] [Can I Have It?] [Please Assist] 1/???
Housemate: Oh dear god.

Stupid Npc wont help me...

So i went back upstairs brought down my old CRT monitor and beat him round the head with it...

Your CRT monitor skill rises 0.3

Woo Skill up

Note To Self: Need more vodka... Open a distillery... invade russia... do something!!!