Stargazing...and other stuff

 So, it's 3 days before my 25th birthday, and like so many times before, I'm sitting in the dark surrounded by the images of days gone by. Or something like that. I was asked by my better half whether or not I was panicking or at least scared about my birthday. She was shocked when I told her I wasn't. She then alluded to how I may feel this way, because most people do, freaking out about they haven't accomplished anything yet, a quarter of their life gone, yadda yadda. Here's how I see it: All I've wanted in my life, all that truly mattered to be, was having that one special person in my life, having a good circle of friends that I care about, and living independent from my family. Everything else, while they may be important, not what I count towards feeling whole inside. I can look at myself in the mirror on my birthday and say that I have a good woman for support and love, I have some of the greatest bunch of assholes scalawags around me, and I live (relatively) on my one, away from my family, in a nice quiet house in a nice secluded neighborhood. I've had a steady job for over a year now, and I'm close to graduation. I don't stargaze. I walk around the city looking up at the big, nice apartments and get jealous at what I don't have, I look straight ahead, at my next destination, whether it be a straight path, or up a hill, or down  a few stairs. I don't panic at how I'm not where I "should" be, I relax thinking about where I'm not anymore.

 I guess I can chalk it up to being appreciative of the simpler things in life.

 Speaking of simpler things, I guess I reached a pinnacle of thinking when it comes to evaluating my beliefs and values. I see myself as a sort of traditionalist, but I guess I'm more of a moderate when it comes to my personal leanings. This is significant, only because it makes that giant file cabinet of thoughts in my head easier to classify. Maybe another time I'll go through what exactly I think about, theologically and politically. I think they deserve their own posting.

 So, because living in New York (and living in general) is expensive, I've dusted of my (softmodded) PS2 and begun hunting down all the old games I've always wanted to play. So far, so good. Right now I'm starting YuGiOh! Duelists of the Roses. It's a strategy game based of that soul sucking piece of crap card game (which I used to play religiously when I hated myself), as well as being loosely (looser than my ex-girlfriend) based of of the historical War of the Roses. I love this game, mostly because I love strategy games, and this keeps me away from playing Disgaea, which if you knew was the gaping void for all of my friends who've played it. I wish they remade this game, give it HD graphics, an achievement system, give it some dlc cards, make it longer by adding more characters from the GX or 5D series (not Zexal, cuz that shit can like the shiniest part of my sack). Of course, that would involve effort, and caring about the fans when  you already got their money. Working with my PS2 makes me miss my modded Xbox, and wish I had it with me (or rather, wish it was cleaned out so I could have brought it here). More importantly, I wish I had the time and money to invest in tricking my stuff out, maybe maintaining them so they can last in the long run.

*sigh*

I don't have time for much of anything. But, that's because I'm taking 3 classes this term, and that's killing me.
At least I'm making decent money.

3 days.

Brief Thoughts

   Just some quick ramblings before I head off to work:

• Blogger being a part of the Google metavirus is a bit more cumbersome than helpful. Seriously, who actually uses Google+, or one email account for everything?
• I'm turning 25 in 5 days. I'll expound ton thoughts/feelings at the appropriate time.
• Slowly but surely, I'm starting to dislike my roommates. I've grew up in an apartment with 4 females, and I've never heard this much whining and bitching about the most innocuous shit. If I wasn't such a nice guy (actually being a jerk takes effort I'm not willing to put in yet) I would have flipped 'em off, moved out, and left them both to deal with their own problems, which surprisingly enough make me seem well adjusted.
• I am happy to say that I have found a "kindred spirit" (seriously, how gay does that sound? No wonder only women who have no other redeeming qualities say that) in a friend from work. Unfortunately he quit (can't blame him) but we keep in touch enough to actually have a friendship going. What makes this stand out, is that we should have been friends years ago, during the heyday of my circle of friends. I say this because we have similar tastes in music, we play almost the same games, but more importantly, he knew what Bible Black was. That alone is mind blowing. Even more importantly, he rekindled my love of anime/manga, and that's always a plus.
• Fucking New York Comic Con.
• Madara "fuck-damn" Uchiha (Naruto) is inching towards that Kratos (God of War) heat with me. What I mean is, its getting to the point where I want him to die, just because he's too much. He, as a reanimated corpse, reversed the spell/jutsu that would have sent him back to wherever the hell souls go in this series. It's like...The sun is rising, and Dracula is starting to burn, and then he says, "fuck this!" and makes the sun go back down. How do you do anything against that?

Heading to work now.