So to stat: allergies. They suck. I am allergic to nothing except the stuff that bees move from one plant to another. Stupid plants, needing bee pollendust to live. Don't they know how much it makes my face explode. I hate them so much even tho the CCD is going to destroy maybe 1/4 of the bees on the planet and thus a shitload of crops across the world. Stuff we need to eat. And the possibilities range from some evolving parasite or bacteria to cell phone signal traffic messing up their tiny bee brains. 

I just hope Goldilocks turns out to be a planet we can colonize, but for that we need a colony ship, and much like the bees we're too busy running off elsewhere and killing and dying to do that shit. Even assuming we do build one, a one-way trip to that thing is 40 us years, and that's a minimum. 40 us years, but we're too busy debating the shitheadds who think the earth is only 6Kusyears. FUUUUCK. We are screwed.

And that's why I hate allergies. Because it feels like my face will explode until I get used to the pollen in the ar. And it wont happen. Also, Goldilocks.

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So passover. Let's summarize the story: Once upon a time there was a guy named Pharoh. And he was looking at the buff, well-toned Jewish man working out tin the fields...were there fields in Egyot? Lets say there were. So he is trying to hide his raging  from this and he says, "Hay, you're gonna work for me for free. And tell that to the rest of your tribe. and your family. And their familys. They are working for free, and if they don't like it they can starve in the desert. And I will beat them" *whisper* "I meant, or I will beat them" And that's hwo the spirit of the "UNPAID INTERNSHIP" lives on today. 

Because a pharoh did not want to pay a strong Jewish man to work for him. But then a black guy named Moses shouted let my people go. and he realized the stick he carried was a snake. Holy shit a fucking snake. That guy musta been far-sighted or something. But Pharoh revused. So Moses secretly knocked over a red ink botle into his water supply and his son drank it. Oh man the pharoh was pissssed! So he sent his chariots after the Jewish people who crossed the bridge and blew it up over the river kwai while the british general shouted "MY GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE." I forgot where I was going with this, but I had to sit through the same boring seder for the past 20-something times and I'm not allowed to have a real cake for my brithday so you will feel the pain. At least now I'm at the point where I can drink away the pain and endure the glares of my family.

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So what the fuck am I up to now, you might ask (if you have read this far? Kudos. SEriuosly dood, kudos.) First of all, tell Zombiepie that I forgive him for thinking that this was a good idea to post stuff like this at the redheadstepchild of the internet family of GB. Also known as AV. That jerky place. I have made a podcast that maybe 30 people listen to. I tried to make the AV suck less by podcasting but the only comments/flames I get r from him. My name on the podbean dot com. I'm going to try mixing it when I am less faceexplodey and hopefully it will be better than the last episode. Because I think it is. Awesome.

I magically got an interview a few days ago for a part-time position, one that would pay in money instead of pretty words. And just like the last few interviews I've snagged in half a year I'm told sorry but we're going with "SOMEONE ELSE." Nice note to recieve today. Fucking econmy. You can meet 95% of their demands, but they find someone who meets 100 with about as much exp. as you haev years of age, and you have no fucking chance. Assuming you're lucky enough to even grab an interview. God fucking dammit. I'm actually taking classes in gamedesin at a local school just to have somethign to do while I send out applications, and I have to deal with a mix of weeaboos, hyper highschoolrs, and lazy assholes who though they could play games all day when its totally different from making the damn thing. Some of them are cool, but most of them make me wanna tear my hair out. Was I that douchey when I was a highschooler? It's like looking into the past, sorta. Kinda. Not really.

Okay, gonna collapse on my keyboard. Enjoy your basketballs. Or footballs. In my area the only team capable of winning anything in the next five years plays ice hocket. What I wouldn't give for Dan Snyder to disappear of a cliff, just after he sues me for printing his name here.