One year older.

- 100 lbs lost

Today's my birthday.

- My scale shows I'm down another 1-2 lbs. (That's 65 in the last year.)
- I ate half of a giant hamburger for lunch.
- I got a new clock radio that I can plug my old iPod into.

Overall, it's a good day. I'm not sick, I'm not really unhappy with anything, and there's cake waiting for me downstairs.

How are you?

Can anyone tell me just why the women here need so much damn photoshopping? I guess a little isn't bad, I get that, but why is it always the eyes? They almost always stand out horribly. Either the colours are too vivid, or the eyeballs are too white, and then it just destroys the whole picture.

Sorry for the mini-rant, but it's really annoying to be going through a set, and then the all-too-obvious photoshopping jumps out and just kills any enjoyment I'm getting from it.

*blech*

Found a nifty video made with World of Warcraft and set to the song "We Didn't Start the Fire". Check it out!

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A lot of things I generally like to do in my free time don't have the same draw for me, anymore. It's not that something else has taken their place, so much as I just don't want to do them. I wonder if it's time for Depression, again? Seems to come and go in cycles, so maybe it's its turn...

Still loving all the girls here on SG. Every once in awhile I'll see something that turns me off, but generally speaking you're all a bunch of beautiful, sexy women. When it comes time to renew, it's going to be hard not to.

So ... I renewed my subscription. What can I say? There are just too many hot women here.

Okay, okay, I understand that all things increase in price over time. It's called inflation, cost of living, whatever. I get that.

I heard, a couple weeks ago, that we'll be looking at $4/gallon for gas by the end of the year. (For those of you living in Europe, I don't bloody care how much you pay for your gas. Please skip along to another post. I'm gonna whinge a bit here.) Fine, okay, great. I love getting shafted by oil companies who are RAKING IN BILLIONS IN BLOODY FUCKING PROFITS.

I was okay knowing that, at some point, I'd notice, over time, that my gas was now over $4/gallon. That was okay, because over time, things increase in price.

Tonight, I go to feed Grawp, and I pass gas station after gas station offering normal, regular-grade gasoline for $3.35-$3.50 per gallon. I finally stopped at one, since Grawp's been on empty for about four days now, and offer up my credit card and wait for the meter to stop. (In Oregon, we are not allowed to pump our own gas, by the way.) The attendant came back around and handed me the slip and I about had a coronary.

$50+ dollars US.

Grawp is a 2005 Chevrolet Malibu MAXX which is supposed to get between 22 and 32 mpg. I don't drive a pickup or an SUV (though my dream truck is a gas guzzling Avalanche). I picked him because he's comfortable, stylish, and good on gas.

I haven't averaged all my receipts, but I'd be willing to bet I *might* hit 20 mpg (almost all my driving is city). That means I get between 250 and 300 miles to the tank. It also means I only have to get gas once a month (I live close to work). If I had to drive any more than I currently do, I think I'd probably flip right the fuck out and start targeting oil company executives...

So anyway, I get the receipt and stare at it for a moment. Through the haze, I belatedly recognise the attendant said something to the effect of "have a nice night". The only response I could think of was yelling back at them as they disappeared into the warm interior of the station.

"What the fuck?! WHERE'S MY REACH AROUND?!"

*sigh*

Going up over several months, I could deal with. Prices were less than $3/gallon a week or two ago. Seriously, w h a t t h e f u c k, over?

Yes, my name is really Zebulin. No, I'm not sure why my parents chose it. I do like it because it's not common. When someone yells my name in a crowd, they're usually calling me. It sets me apart, and I like that, too. I'm generally distant, I don't like large groups of strangers, and I don't like bright sunlight (hurts my eyes) or much heat. I love the Autumn and Winter, and night time is when I'm most comfortable. I love my friends, and would do anything for them if they asked. Someone asked me, once, what sort of moral code I had, and I told them, quite honestly, that I don't agree with many things society says are "good" or "right" and I don't follow the "word" of some book written by men thousands of years ago. I'm not here to preach or be preached at. Live your life however makes you happy, as long as you do not hurt me or mine, and we'll get along just fine.

/wave