I'm ridiculously bored, and it's four fucking AM, so I'm writing this!
Here's how my day went. I stayed up until 5 or 6 AM yesterday doing god-knows-what (I actually can't remember. How sad is that? I think I was coding a line intersection algorithm and talking on IRC (about the algorithm), but I can't remember. I might have played a game or something.) Then I woke up at 2 and fucked around a bit. Then I played Vandal Hearts 2, a relatively unknown PSOne game, for a few hours to kill time before my dad got home. I guess that constitutes fucking around.
Anyway, my dad got home and we left for the other office at which he works to view a fireworks show, which, as it happened, was set off right across the street. We had a really good view. Even though fireworks are stupid, it was entertaining because it was incredibly fucking loud and we could smell the gunpowder/smoke. I got to meet a few of my dad's coworkers and one of their daughters, an inane little 16-year-old bitch. But who cares about her? She likes dance. Pfft.
On the way home, the retarded cops (who were being retarded, as usual) had practically half the roads blocked off, and all of the stoplights were flashing red for some reason. It took us an hour to leave the building, make a u-turn onto the access road to the freeway, and get back to a relative spot close to the building. It took us another hour to get home because, as I stated previously, the cops are retarded (as usual).
I got home and found out that Circuit City, like Best Buy did 3 months ago, is having a huge console game blowout sale and selling many new console games for $5 each. I'm going to go up there tomorrow/today morning and check it out; hopefully it's not bullshit. It would be awesome if it wasn't, because I have $25 to blow, so that's 5 games. I already looked through a list of them and I marked 10 I'd like to have, so let's hope I get lucky.
Then, being bored, I sat out with my parents and talked about random shit for an hour or two. Then my mom went to bed, and I talked about random shit (although it was much deeper this time) with my dad. He's a lot like me, only more pig-headed and slightly less smart. We talked for a few hours about religion, the nature of humans, xenophobia, politics (of course), and the artistic media (including anime). It was the best talk I've had in a while, and we did the whole thing to the backdrop of The War of the Worlds movie by H.G. or Orson Welles (I can't remember which, but does it matter?). Cool guy, him.
Oh, and I'm losing weight. I've already lost 4-5 pounds in a few days, and there's more where that came from! Well, actually, less, if you think about it... but, uh, screw you. I'll say what I want, because I'll be not fat soon. You just watch. (My dreams are finally realized.)
This post was ridiculously long. Sorry. I'm just bored and am not tired yet.