Greetings Unexplained Mysteries, how are you doing?
My name is Xanthurion(2). It's been almost 4 years since my last blog posting. Things have happened.
I've been quite busy these past four years. I've been through three more jobs, two cars, moved a few times, got engaged, had a baby, got a couple dogs, lost a couple dogs, lost some friends (not dead, just turned out to be incompatible), survived a quarantine as an essential worker, and I'm currently in the midst of surviving a toxic w
In times of trial, I often find myself with a great desire to escape or ignore the problems I face. Although, I know this is not the best course of action, I usually feel no need to fight this desire because in the past, I have had great success with this method. In many cases, I have ignored my problems and they have resolved themselves or someone else found a solution without me even seeking help. I know my luck in this area is bound to run out eventually, but I feel like I want to test it. I
After a long hiatus, I am back again. Quite a lot has happened in the months that I've been away. Things I never thought would happen to me but did anyway.
I am still working at McDonald's. But a lot has changed there too. A lot of our valuable and experienced crew have left and the place has quite frankly gone to hell. I have been trying to leave as well but haven't had any luck. I had one interview at another kitchen job but it went south pretty quickly. The interviewer asked me if I was
As I lay on my couch, waiting for my paycheck to be deposited, I am left to wonder: how did my life get this way? A life where every simple task becomes a very expensive and elongated problem. A life where almost no one is willing to offer their assistance in matters where it is required. It seems like everyone I know has had some form of help from their families and/or friends. Be it, teaching them how to drive or helping them get their first job, whereas I have never received any such help fro
About a month ago, I was being tortured by these tiny annoying insects know simply as bedbugs. A creature I did not know actually existed before this. Well, I am here to tell you that they do exist; they are very, very real and composed entirely of evil.
These little fu--sorry, language filter... these bassturds (really, language filter?) are vampires. Except for the fact that you can choose not to invite a vampire into your home. Bedbugs will get in any way possible. They are tiny so you n
Okay, first of all: Yes, this is another of the same type of blog but I really liked the writing of this one so I wanted to post it. It's a bit more light hearted and less complainy, more motivational or something I don't know. Also 1000 words is really not all that much. I think I am going to make that my daily goal.
If I could change anything about my life, I would change everything. Oh to once again experience the joys of simply being. Of knowing what I want to do and then doing it. To be fr
Well, I figure it's about time for another one of these. I can't bloody sleep anyway so here goes.
Things are pretty much the same as they were in the last couple of blog entries. I have developed the ability to speak more comfortably to people although still not quite at the level I wish to achieve. Same job, just less friends now. Some have left for bigger and better things, some have been fired. I'm working on making more friends; going is slow but it is going.
I am glad to say, I have redi
Before you read this, understand I am not looking for pity or doctor recommendations. I just needed to get some thoughts out. Maybe some advice from someone who has been through this type of thing. I apologize in advance.
Lately, I've been feeling depressed. By lately, I mean for a few years now. It has gotten to the point where I want to see a therapist or something to find out if I really have depression or I'm just like everyone else at my age. But then I remember that I don't have much spen
Life is a tumultuous series of seemingly random occurences. Or at least, in my experience it is. Most of the time absolutely nothing interesting at all happens but every once in a while, an event so completely unexpected happens and it disrupts the rut I have buried myself in. One such event happened to me about six months ago. I got a job. Ever since then, it seems I have done nothing but work. I still watch a lot of TV but since I have very limited channels now and no DVR (due to the ridiculou
Hello everyone, it has been a while, hasn't it? I wish I could say I've been doing something productive during all that time but I have not. I've been focusing all of my time on working and not working. And until recently, I did not have a comfortable means in which to write but now I do so I might be writing some more in the coming weeks.
Let's see...job's going good. Some days are better than others. I've had pretty long hours since I started because we were short staffed and the minimum wage
Thursday 8, 2015. This is the day I start my first official job. After four and a half years of dealing with an illness and watching all of my friends and family move on with their own lives leaving me behind, I finally have a job. It's not a very fancy job and I won't be making much money but the way I see it, it's a start. It's a hell of a lot better than nothing and I'm excited, nervous and scared to death.
I am determined to do my absolute best however and that will require some big changes
Good mornoonightvening, everyone. I recently posted a status update which reads like this: "I'm leaving for a while soon, so what should my last blog be about?" Today, I would like to address some very important topics that people suggested in the comments. Now without further ado, the first topic:
Oxo1 suggested the topic, "Why you're leaving us." Well it's really very simple, Oxo1. You see, I am moving away to a land far far away (about 16 miles (25.7 km)) from the one I'm currently in. That'
This is to inform anyone that actually cares, that I will be deleting my stories from the internet. I have been informed through various sources that posting one's work through blogs and the like is considered publishing. Many real publishers will not accept work that has already been published elsewhere so that is why I am deleting mine. To prove I am serious about this business and improve my chances of fulfilling my dream, I will no longer be posting my stories on unexplained-mysteries or any
Well, I am happy to say it looks like things are finally starting to change for the better. Nothing is quite set in stone yet, but there's a good chance I will be moving soon. Out of the s***hole with no jobs I live in now, to a bigger place with a lot more opportunities. It is not without help but at least this will give me a chance to become independent soon. Now that my curse has been healed, I am looking for a job. I have basically settled on a few options I think I have the best shot at but
WARNING: More whining and complaining ahead.
The last few weeks have been strange for me. I've been in a weird place emotionally, spiritually, mentally. I feel like I've just lost control of everything, if I ever had any control to begin with. I'm trying to find a job without enlisting the help of anyone else and it's proven very difficult. I may have to start asking for some favors from friends which would require me to move. I am perfectly fine with moving, I just wasn't wanting to do it so
I am at a pivotal moment in my life story. It's the moment when all ties to relatives and friends become disconnected and one realizes that one must go out into the dark, scary place that we call "the world". With my pilonidal cyst finally [hopefully] all cleared up and gone for good [now], I am finally able to move on and into the unknown. It's going to be tough, it's going ot be scary, but it's a necessary experience and I know one day, I'll land on my feet and notice that I am living quite co
Good mornightvening, everybody. As you probably don't know, I had surgery a few days ago. Don't worry, it wasn't for anything life-threatening. Just a huge infected area of my posterior region. Now that the affected area is gone and sealed up, things have become difficult for me. I am bound to my bed more than I was before and I can't do my yoga exercises anymore (yeah, right, like I do yoga (shut up, other me!)) because I could end up ripping my sutures out. That's not that bad, I can deal with
With an upcoming surgery coming up on the 21st, which will put me in serious pain for a while, causing me to be mostly immobile, I've been trying to enjoy my last few days of relative painlessness doing things I might not be able to do comfortably (or so I tell myself. Truthfully, I don't do much when it comes to moving). It is during this time, that I have noticed, more than usual, that most of my time is wasted doing things that are pointless and sometimes stupid.
First of all, I do not exerc
Well, he's finally gone. The man who terrorized my childhood, my arch enemy, the person who made my life a living hell, my father...is dead.
Do I feel happy? Relieved? Unburdened? No. But I'm not sad either. My feelings are weighing pretty heavily on me and there are far more burdens in life that I still have to worry about. The news came as a shock. I knew he was in bad health but, I didn't even know he was in the hospital, and then I hear the news filtered through who knows how many other p
If you look back at my previous blogs, you may notice a weird little story about a guy who lost something and then got it back. <spoiler alert> The guy was me and the thing was a laptop. Well, I thought the monthly week without the laptop was over but a new week just started today. It infuriates me to no end. I rely heavily on that laptop for basically every single thing I do. I know I shouldn't but I do.
Also, if you read some of my previous blogs, you will notice a lot of complaining ab
I am writing this blog entry to inform you that I am going to resume posting my stories here shortly. For those of you who did not know, I write stories and used to post them on my blog but I stopped for some reason I can no longer remember. Anyway, I am going to start doing it again. I would advise against jumping into the middle of the stories. Anywho, I hope you guys enjoy them. And please do not hesitate to leave feedback or advice, corrections, etcetera. I probably won't get mad. But don't
Someone once told me that I complain too much. That someone was my cousin who is also my best friend. After he said that, I began to notice just how much I really do complain. About 80% of everything I say recently is a complaint. It's starting to get annoying even to myself.
I like to think that I'm good at reading people. Good at knowing what people are thinking or how they would react to certain stimuli. I've never really tested it "in the field" so to speak but I have around the house and m
Well, Christmas is coming. And this one is going to be a bit different for me. I am going to see my father. We are not on very good terms. Why? you might be wondering. Because he is a self-righteous jack*** who likes to yell and curse and accuse everyone else of being the bad people. He has lied so many times, telling me he has changed and he is a good person now and he doesn't drink anymore. We talk for five minutes and he proves that he hasn't changed at all. But I'm going to give him one more
I just wanted to let you all know, my stories are going nicely. "The creative juices are flowing" or whatever the idiom is. Is idiom even the right word? Oh, well. However, be that as it may, insofar as to the rest of the facets of my everyday life...nothing much is different. I have a VCR/DVD player now. That isn't a typo. Well, it's not actually mine, I'm just borrowing it. But it helps. Before, I was just using my laptop to watch DVDs. And I didn't watch (VHSs?)...tapes. Well, I say my laptop
The night was warm. There was no need for a heater because the man lived in Arkansas and the weather is stupid there. It was still October and the man knew that his long week was nearing it's end. As he struggled to hang on to the few frayed strings of sanity left in his tormented mind, the man fell asleep. He awoke to the sound of a television as it just came on and the volume was still high. The man tried to remember his dream as he did every day when he woke up, but recently, he found it diff