bbbbbbbuuuuuuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…

Heidi…  not now… I can’t… I mean, I “can” but I “can’t” right now.  bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbuuuuuuuuuuuuuuZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Gretchen? Is that you down under there?…  Stop tickling me, girls.  I have to go to work soon.  Rest for now…   BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ…

Eh?… Oh, man is it time already? I squint to look at the clock.  Where is that damned snooze button again? Ah, f$#k it, I might as well get up.  It is ‘that’ time again – 2:00AM Friday… check, make that SATURDAY morning. 2:00. AM!!!!  Time to work the serf again and exploit all the little people with small energies…

I stumble out of bed, blindly looking for my specs, trying not to wake up Real Life with my stupid obsession: Running my damn Kajurus Slave.  That little bastard pumps out more ore in an hour than I can pump out in a year!  He shows up for work more regularly now.  Better than the old days, when he would miss about 1/4 of his shifts.  I really hated him back then. I admit it – I beat him good for those missed shifts.  The little f#$ker cost me money!  He deserved it.  Now, he is not so bad.  Still technically misses the first and last shift of his 3 days… CHECK… make that 2 days…  but his attendance IS better.  So that makes me rich. I mean happy. I mean happy AND rich.  And the loss of 1/3 of my ore just means my price went up 1/3. Don’t get mad at me – get mad at the guy who buys it at the price I put it at.  Supply and demand, baby. Supply and demand…

I really don’t know how he does it, but at 2:00 AM, after sleeping for 3 hours, with the sting still in my eyes, I don’t really give a sh!t.  I just know he is tunnelling like a mad man, creating sink holes and crevices all over Westland looking for burelia.  Anyway, the 2:00AM check in for me is the hardest part, and quite hazardous too.  I have stepped on many a toy, stubbed my toe, and walked into a wall once.  Like, really hard – my glasses fell off!  But the worst thing that has happened to me is that one time I did the long dreadful walk from the back of the house to the front, turned on the old laptop – waiting the required stoopid 12 minute boot-up time – logged in, and then forgot to run the damn serf! I did some sh!t while I was waiting for the Reset to happen, and by the time it changed over and I did some fishing and milling, I FORGOT TO RUN THAT SERF!!! That bastard got the day off, and made me get up and do the whole damn thing all over again at 2:00AM Satur…. check! SUNDAY morning…  I beat him good for that.  I felt better after…

Anyway, I got an extra two lumber mills in, I fished, I raided that dude’s outpost again, and I said ‘hi’ to all in chat.  And yes! I remembered to set the serf.  He actually starts on the next hour, and thankfully I still have the sleepy colours swirling in my eyesight – I might actually be able to fall asleep again soon.

Sometimes, I wish I lived in Vancouver, but then the only problem would be I would be living in Vancouver… ew…

Heidi, honey, I’m back… Gretchen? Put away that burning candle – not the hot dripping wax again…

This entry was posted on Friday, March 4th, 2011 at 21:28 and is filed under PigBird's Cage. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

3 comments so far

Serbitar
 1 

Does this mean i was reffered to in a blog post :P

Your outpost has been invaded by SwineParrots army! You lost 3174 tokens.

March 10th, 2011 at 11:44
SwineParrot
 2 

I only hit you ONCE with that amount in your pocket? See? I was not thinking straight; it was too late in the evening/morning!

March 13th, 2011 at 23:39
Nate
 3 

Lol, this is a great post. I use to do my 2AM login’s as well :P

March 17th, 2011 at 07:49

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