For they are Legion

The Tournament was great t'day! Me and Johnny got up at 7:00 or so, showered, grabbed our stuff, and headed out. We got into the first 64-man flight and the day began.

For those who care, I'll be posting my Spoils of War latter on - likely t'morrow or the next day, as I don't have the energy t'night. We'll just say that in one Sealed-Deck and two Booster-Drafts, I managed to net 55 Onslaught cards and 180 Legions cards, including but not limited to [undisclosed], TWO [undisclosed], and about six [undisclosed]. My decks were doing really well, and I think my Main Event deck was the best Tourney-ready deck I've ever made.

Things of note: I traded two 'eh'-Rares for a Cabal Patriarch and a Grinning Demon. I also saw the Havoc Demon and decided I like it. I hate the Imperial Helkite. With a vengance. None of my oppponents pulled a Phage or Akroma on me. In my second Draft, the guy next to me passed a [undisclosed] and an [undisclosed]! I owe him my immortal soul. And I finished 2-1-1 in the Main Event. w00+

Also, let a guy have a pop-tart for free when he asked t'buy one off of me. He was really, really surprised by the generocity.  ^_^;;  Hey, we all gotta eat.

Life in the Hole (Illegitimi non carborundum)

I can't fucking STAND my room-mate! And his girlfriend is almost as bad, sometimes.
OK, right off, I want to say that Trevor and Rose can generally be decent people. And, perhapse, they honestly don't know how low they sink. This does not excuse the fact that there are quite a number of times when I can't stand them. They just seem so... so petty and immature.

Case in point: I burnt CDs for the two in question the other day. I took my own time and used my computer to burn them some 5 or 6 CDs. Don't ask me why -- they asked and I said sure. It wasn't really a big deal, and they supplied the CDs. However, apparently one of them is scratched or dirty or glitched or something, and so they start whining about it to me. It SOUNDS like it just needs a good cleaning to me, and I said as much. But they insist that they gave me a 'perfect' CD, right off the spool, and maybe I didn't 'check to see if it was dusty before burning it.' Yeah, fuck you, too. As anyone knows, they Burner will give you an error if there is one, and as I never got said error, I presume it burned correctly. And they're sitting here more than implying that I'm the one that messed it up.

I think I've noticed something. I probably sound very angry right now. I'm not. Or rather, I am, but you wouldn't be able to tell by looking at me (well, maybe a couple of you would, but only because you know what to look for). I don't get really visibly furious easily -- I don't even get this mad easily, but still. Anyways....

He just fucking pisses me off. I put up with quite a bit of shit, and I'm definately not feeling appreciated at all, even by Rose, who's the better of the two. I think I'll be a much happier person when I don't have to put up with living with him anymore. I even find myself holding my tongue rather than set things straight because the last thing I want it a room-war.

My weakness

We all know that girls are my weakness -- always have been, always will be, I suppose. As a basic part of my nature, I just want to see them happy, and if I can help at all, I'm inclined to do so. It may be connected, thoiugh in what way I'm unsure, to the fact that I don't get along as well or as easily with guys. -shrugs- Just a few gender-specific biases I've noticed, and I don't know that they're all that uncommon.

I do not appreciate being manipulated. It's not cool when my roomie tries to convince me to take him out to a store and, when I say, "no, it's not going to happen," he goes over and has Rose try it. From the moment she asked, I knew what they were trying to pull. As soon as she asked the question, I was both offended and angered. And still, I was very inclied to say "Fine, we'll go, but only cause you asked nicely." Even being upset by it, and even given my anger from last night, and the feeling that I'm being utterly used, it took alot of effort to say no.
Perhapse it goes to show how offended I am simply for the fact that I said no.

I want to help my friends out in any way I can, physically, mentally, emotionally, or materially. I do not want to be used, and I expect some amount of appreciation for my services. That does not mean contributing $5 for gas, or buying me a sandwich, or bribing me with MtG cards. Those do not, to me, show appreciation.

I am also less than pleased by their habit of calling me 'Andy.' That's a name reserved for certain individuals, particularly family and those for whom I care dearly. Neither of which either of them are, least of all at this point. They haven't earned the 'privledge' if you will.