TPA 43

Several tragedies hit me today and yesterday. Let's start with the real personal ones rather than the mundane ones. One of my coworker's niece was shot dead yesterday in a road rage incident. Her passenger was injured after the niece crashed after she was shot. The police haven't given too many details but it seems that she might have tried to drive the guy off the road which led to the shooting. What a travisty. Who gets out of their car and shoots another person over something like that? My coworker was devistated. I offered to pray with her but she said that she had already spoken to the local pastor. She told him she was mad at God. I told her I understood that anger. There's a demand for justice in this world and it goes beyond an eye for an eye. It demands that the perpetrator be desecrated, lynched, violated, tarnished, debased, trashed, and every other word in the dictionary until victims are satisfied. Isaiah 30 says something about God being a god of justice. But I wonder sometimes. I wonder if you ever see the justice in front of you. When an injustice occurs, you demand double or triple the amount returned. It's only fair to salt the earth behind you. 

The second tragedy is less important and will come off as shallow on my part, my small TV that I bought with my own money broke today. I've been noticing this Hisense TV not working correctly but I never thought it would break down. Now I'll have to get it repaired or get a new one. This sucks. I'm downplaying it but part of me is okay with the TV not working. It's not the big TV that's broken, that one is still ok. I tried calling my folks for help but they weren't helpful. They said I'd have to take it in. Some help. I wish one of them would at least come over and look at the stupid thing. Is it too much to ask for some sympathy? I know it's not as bad as losing a relative, but why doesn't anyone care?

The third tragedy today was that my phone cover broke. The cover to the charging station was torn off because it was dangling by a thread of plastic. I suppose I'll get some dust now. 

The final tragedy comes from my PS3. I had an urge to play Megaman Legends again. It still has that PS1 goodness. That anime feel mixed with those tank controls. For a moment I was taken back in time, then I realized how old my PS3 is. There's a bunch of games I haven't played on there and they will stay on their probably forever. I deleted some games to make room for other stuff but I doubt I'll touch it anytime soon. In fact, the PS3's fan is so noisy I can barely hear the game. What's with that? I don't remember it making such a loud noise before. This means I'll have to take it back to a repair shop. Why do I have to go through ancient means to play an old game? It's ridiculous. I still have the original Megaman 1 and 2 physical edition for my PS1. The problem is that my PS2 is having issue too. I don't have enough money to pay for all of this and right now I don't know if I want to spend all this money. Right now I'm watching a review of a semi popular game called Rise of the Triad; a game I've never heard of gets more love and support than a game from my childhood. How hard is it to preserve things? If everything is stored in Heaven, then I'm wasting my time here and should hurry up and die and go there to get my stuff back. I'm sure Heaven is better than this. I'm not talking about suicide but I'm somehow ascending. I know it's ridiculous when I think this way but this is where my brain goes when I'm panicking like this! I just want things to work! Why do I even bother?

In other filler news. I'm taking my couch covers to be washed. The couch stinks and I haven't cleaned it since I got it two years ago. I'm sure my friend sleeping on it hasn't helped either. What else is happening? I tried getting this deal to go through to get a free smart weigher scale. It didn't work out like I thought it would. I'm just, I'm just so frustrated so early in the morning. I shouldn't be like this. 

What else? We met with these job search people who can help me get an apprenticeship at a company. The guy I talked to seemed nice and willing to get me a new job with the skills I have. The problem? It takes them a month to get me registered. Why not a week? It shouldn't take this long to get me into the system. They need more people or better systems because waiting a month is a long, long time. I guess I'll just twiddle my thumbs in the mean time. Nothing motivates you to write quite like anger. People are...people are useless. I feel useless. I feel like I'm a mistake. 

I've been pirating that Vox Machina series. I see these companies demand ridiculous amounts of money for their services and you don't even own the series. There are even some companies that refuse to put their work on DVD so you always have to buy their service. You don't own anything. That's fine, I'll pirate it then. I'm grateful for my Xbox because that's all I use it for. These companies, they create monsters like AI or streaming services and don't know how to feed them. There isn't enough content on any streaming service to warrant a subscription and electricity consumption for the US has gone up almost 15% since people started using AI. When will these things work or make a profit? I use an AI for some things but is it sucking up that much power? Hope this doesn't affect my bills. 

I'm tired.