It's rare that I come home from work completely drained and dead tired. This wasn't one of those days, but I'd say that it wasn't too far off. I suppose I'm at my typical level of tired right now.
I meant to hop back into Battlefield 6 tonight, but as I write this, I don't know if I have the strength to do it. I may have to forego Battlefield 6 tonight. Battlefield 6 is one of those games, being that its a competitive, online kind of game, where I'd prefer not to play it if my mind isn't right and I can't devote my full attention to the battle at hand. While I've never been especially competitive in most things, I wouldn't want to play Battlefield 6 if I can't contribute to the team effort. I may not win the game by myself, but I also don't want to be responsible for being the worst player on my side and playing like complete garbage. So yeah, we might skip Battlefield 6 tonight.
For some reason, the parking lot at work this morning featured the scent of what I believed was skunk. For as long as I've been working in that building, I don't think I've ever walked into the place and had to battle the smell of skunk in the parking lot. I'd sooner blame the local homeless folks for the smell, but even I wouldn't attribute this scent to the transients in the vicinity. Smelling like a bum is one thing, but that smell of skunk is distinct and definitely not human. At least, I would hope that no person would ever smell like that, regardless of life circumstance or personal hygiene deficiencies.
I had to put on a thin jacket today. I went with a thin jacket over the typical hoodie that I'd normally wear in these early winter weeks, only because I didn't think I'd be that cold. I was wrong. So I've learned that when the air conditioner in the office doesn't need to work, it works flawlessly. It can be in the low 70's at my desk and it's not unheard of for the air to come on. Being that my desk is under a vent and the fact that I'm 30 pounds lighter than I was three years ago, I now experience cold like I hadn't for many years. It sucks. But damn, when we're in the middle of the summer in June and July, that air conditioner is nowhere to be found and I'm left to languish in the heat. In that office, the idea of climate control is indeed non-existent. Complaining about it either, so I've since stopped. I either bundle up or just leave because it's so damn uncomfortable at my desk.
I thought I had more interesting things to write about, but apparently, I don't. I guess I'll just have to hope for more interesting things to happen to me tomorrow or later in the week.
I make no promises. I can't just will excitement into my boring and ho-hum life.
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