The Virtues of Being Too Nice.

So I thought I'd post, as I hadn't in awhile. I've got nothing I really want to say though.

I got reviewed at work. They said that I was one of two people that know how to do every process that the company has. So that was nice I suppose. But of course, I thought to myself, "Damn it, I didn't want to be here THAT long." But I suppose it isn't that bad of a thing.

Can't remember if I wrote about GenCon or not. It was pretty fun. The crap thing is, both times I've went, I've had some personal issues going on, so I'm thinking more about that than enjoying myself at the convention. I think that since it's the status quo for me, I think the slogan for the 40th GenCon should be "GenCon: A Sure Fire Way to Mess Things Up For Rob and Any Woman He's Interested In." But I tease GenCon.

Cutting my hair wasn't as bad as I thought it was. I thought for sure I'd instantly feel regret for having gotten rid of it. But the opposite was true. I thought, "I should of done this awhile ago." Oh well, no big deal, it's done now.

Ok, that's it for now I guess. I'm dull and boring. But you knew that already.