Where's The Candy?

The last weekend before Halloween is quickly approaching. It's starting off with a bang, too. Friday at 7PM I'm going to see Saw 3. Then Saturday I'm open, Sunday is the Ohio Firebirds meeting in Mentor and Monday is the original Halloween at a theater in Middleburg Heights. I am beyond excited about the whole original Halloween in a theater. I've seen Halloween 6, 7 and 8 in the theater, so it'll be cool to see the original as well. I'm sure Morgan and I will go to a haunted house Saturday, but I'm not sure which one. Probably the Factory of Terror since we went to the Haunted Schoolhouse and Laboratory last year. Part of me wants to visit Point Pleasant, WV again, and to explore the TNT area this time. I dunno, I'll have to MapBlast it and see how far we are from there (the last time we went it was a side trip to Huntington, WV.)

Then, the next weekend is Dark X-mas in Austintown. A former professor is going to be there, and so are a bunch of other cool people. I can't wait!

Generally I'm in a cranky not-too-upbeat mood. I seriously can't stand anymore of people telling me they're too busy to call me. Or too busy to keep plans with me. I actually had someone tell me today my friends grow up, pair off and we grow apart. What? So because someone gets older they should completely ignore someone they've known for years? Some of these people I've known for almost 10 years. It's OK for them to stop speaking with me altogether, with no explanation? I truly don't understand why people do this to me. I'm not expecting anyone to be at my beck and call, but an email every couple weeks is good. Or, I dunno, a reply to one of my emails is nice. A phone call once in a while is nice as well. When I say people disappear, I mean just that. One day I talk to them, everything's fine and that's it; I never hear from them again. It's complete bullshit if you ask me. Even when I worked 45 hours a week and drove 2 hours each way to/from work, I didn't ignore my friends. I made sure to call once a week (at least,) and reply to all of my emails within a couple days of receipt. Yeah, I've fucked up sometimes, but come on people. No one is that fucking busy. Pretty much, everyone ignores me until there is absolutely nothing left to do, short of eating broken glass. Then, they decide to email me. Fabulous. At least I'm still better than eating broken glass, I guess.

Cranky much? Nah.

I mailed 3 more resumes today. Lets see how many people don't call me!

Poop.