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Well, it's kind of ironic, seeing as I'm at work, but this is really the only place were I have the presence of mind to update my journal, seeing as I'm here covering for the staff in the computer lab at Central Park. Once again, my schedule of "spaz out, don't update for a few months, infodump all in one post, spaz out" seems to be working superbly, as a lot has happened since I last made a serious post.
1) Ariana Denise Marie Porbansky. Yes, I now have a daughter. That alone is enough to drive me around the bend, especially since it feels like I can't do anything for myself any more - even think. I feel like I'm not allowed to -think-, and it's driving me crazy.
2) I also now have two jobs (paying jobs, for those of you who are all like HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR BUT BEEING A DADDY IS A JORB TO, BRIAN LOLZ - god damn retarded coworkers) to make ends meet: the job I had at the James L. Brulte Senior Center (occasionally referred to as 'Central Park', as that's the proper building name) setting up rooms and performing routine customer service, and a job at the Best Western here in Rancho Cucamonga, doing...well, the exact same thing. I set up rooms, keep things clean, smile and wave at folks as I pass them by. Really, the dual jobs isn't bothering me too bad (past the fact I never get a day off ever again)... I suppose it's one advantage of having absolutely nobrainer work. My only problems are office politics here at the center, really. Damn city government...
3) Due to these two facts, two things have occured: one, my reviewing at WorthPlaying has trickled down a bit since I seem to have NO FREE TIME EVER AGAIN, and two, I now have a DS and have been spending way more money than I should on games, of which I now have three - Tetris DS, Kirby Canvas Curse, and Castlevania: Dawn of Sorrow. Love for all the games, particularly DoS. Rocket-propelled grenade launcher for the mothafuckin WIN. No other game system can claim it allows you to play as Dracula whilst blowing up zombies with fucking RPG rounds. ...Except for maybe some obscure-ass Quake mod, I dunno.
So, how's life? Life is... stressful. DeAnna's had complication after complication related to the pregnancy, delivery, her weight, and so forth, I feel like I have exactly no free time I can spend doing anything to vent, and I'm missing progressively more work to help DeAnna with our daughter.
Above all that, it's just getting more and more obvious how much I regret having to leave Texas - sure, the state itself was full of rednecks and asshole drivers, but at least I felt more free there. Here in California, I feel like I'm trapped into living with my mother, stuck in shitty jobs just to keep myself - and my family - sane, and don't really have anywhere to go in order to destress. I will admit that it has its advantages though -![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mutt12, my old roomie, had a tendency to... well, hyperspaz when things went awry.. I can only imagine what kind of wreck he would've been if we'd stayed with him, what with the repeated problems DeAnna's had - job or no job. My mom, at the very least, is very, very calm and rational about those things, and if it weren't for her, we'd probably have a couple thousand dollars EXTRA in hospital bills now. (Not counting the $5000 that I've racked up over the past two years. Aiyaaaa...)
1) Ariana Denise Marie Porbansky. Yes, I now have a daughter. That alone is enough to drive me around the bend, especially since it feels like I can't do anything for myself any more - even think. I feel like I'm not allowed to -think-, and it's driving me crazy.
2) I also now have two jobs (paying jobs, for those of you who are all like HUR HUR HUR HUR HUR BUT BEEING A DADDY IS A JORB TO, BRIAN LOLZ - god damn retarded coworkers) to make ends meet: the job I had at the James L. Brulte Senior Center (occasionally referred to as 'Central Park', as that's the proper building name) setting up rooms and performing routine customer service, and a job at the Best Western here in Rancho Cucamonga, doing...well, the exact same thing. I set up rooms, keep things clean, smile and wave at folks as I pass them by. Really, the dual jobs isn't bothering me too bad (past the fact I never get a day off ever again)... I suppose it's one advantage of having absolutely nobrainer work. My only problems are office politics here at the center, really. Damn city government...
3) Due to these two facts, two things have occured: one, my reviewing at WorthPlaying has trickled down a bit since I seem to have NO FREE TIME EVER AGAIN, and two, I now have a DS and have been spending way more money than I should on games, of which I now have three - Tetris DS, Kirby Canvas Curse, and Castlevania: Dawn of Sorrow. Love for all the games, particularly DoS. Rocket-propelled grenade launcher for the mothafuckin WIN. No other game system can claim it allows you to play as Dracula whilst blowing up zombies with fucking RPG rounds. ...Except for maybe some obscure-ass Quake mod, I dunno.
So, how's life? Life is... stressful. DeAnna's had complication after complication related to the pregnancy, delivery, her weight, and so forth, I feel like I have exactly no free time I can spend doing anything to vent, and I'm missing progressively more work to help DeAnna with our daughter.
Above all that, it's just getting more and more obvious how much I regret having to leave Texas - sure, the state itself was full of rednecks and asshole drivers, but at least I felt more free there. Here in California, I feel like I'm trapped into living with my mother, stuck in shitty jobs just to keep myself - and my family - sane, and don't really have anywhere to go in order to destress. I will admit that it has its advantages though -
mutt12, my old roomie, had a tendency to... well, hyperspaz when things went awry.. I can only imagine what kind of wreck he would've been if we'd stayed with him, what with the repeated problems DeAnna's had - job or no job. My mom, at the very least, is very, very calm and rational about those things, and if it weren't for her, we'd probably have a couple thousand dollars EXTRA in hospital bills now. (Not counting the $5000 that I've racked up over the past two years. Aiyaaaa...)