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| Wednesday, November 25th, 2009 | | 3:40 am |
Traitor I loved you like razors You repaid me in kind. First fallen now calling Me back to your arms. No room for Lover, masochist, or Dreams once thought fulfilled: Faulted only, Passions lonely, On Earth as they are in heaven. You made me a traitor No Honour to find. Not blaming, Just stating, I murdered my love just for you. Current Mood:  determined | | Wednesday, November 4th, 2009 | | 12:28 pm |
Happenings
A lot has happened since I alst posted to Lj. Really it does feel like it's met its end too. Still I know there are a few that use this to get info about me, and really I miss the fact that I actually used to write huge things on here instead of the crummy snippits I put up on facebook. I want to write again, and I may start using lj to get things out of my system as well. In any case, here goes: I had the worst summer of my life this year. My internship was hell, I was overworked and underpayed. It demoralized me to the point that I couldn't stand up for myself. Angel left me, which at this point I feel was probably my fault yet not really. I was there when she needed me, but wasn't able to provide the proper support and she found that in another man with whom she did not cheat on me with. I'm having trouble with school, not because it's hard but because the summer sucked my passion for the field out of me, and I'm finding it hard to gather up again. The thing I'm most grateful for right now are my friends who are there to support and help me, and whom Angel is a part of and will always be a part of. That's pretty much it. I'd love to hear from everyone I know, mostly to apologize for disappearing or at the very least losing touch and on a selfish note, because I miss my old friends terribly and want to hear them or at the very least see what they write. :b | | Thursday, April 30th, 2009 | | 2:20 am |
Wow
Been almost a year since I've even posted here. I apologize to those that might actualyl use this to watch my movements and activities or whatnot. I just finished my first year of culinary school, getting married to angel next year, starting my internship soon. I'm great at summing things up apparently. :b | | Thursday, July 17th, 2008 | | 1:43 am |
Dr.Horrible!!!
So apparently Joss Whedon's doing a free online thingy that will be finished on the 19th then taken off the net on the 20th. Seriously, this is pretty freaking hilarious. I will be taking it upon myself to spread the word about this. Ps. Nathan Fillion, The dude what played Mal from firefly, is in this and he says penis, so now all the womenfolk must see this. Also: Niel Patrick Harris is the main character dude. http://www.drhorrible.com/ Current Mood:  Wtfomgroflmaobbq | | Tuesday, April 1st, 2008 | | 1:04 am |
Still to do.
1. Check on bank account types 2. Read through the HC calender 3. Write | | Monday, March 31st, 2008 | | 1:22 am |
To Do list:
1. Drop of resumes. 2. Check the new account types for my bank. 3. Do some writing. 4. Read through the HC calender. 5. Dishes and other cleaning. Current Mood:  blah | | Wednesday, March 5th, 2008 | | 3:55 am |
d20's around the world rolled 1's
Gary Gygax died March 4th 2008. This weeks edition of the Temple of Elemental Evil will be special, and in his honour, so it better happen. He was a man of Jim Henson proportions. Current Mood:  a -2 to all rolls. | | Sunday, January 13th, 2008 | | 5:47 am |
Love what's gone
Yersinia was a biter. She was the first rat that Angel got, purchased from a friend who was raising rats as food for his monitor lizard. She had a rough childhood for a rat, I imagine, stuck in a small cage waiting to be taken from her mother to be eaten. She never got used to hands, they scared her a bit I think. Nobody was really able to get close to her except me mostly because my fingers are pretty tough and I always wished she would warm up to me, which she seemed to. A lot of rats would probably get euthanized for being a biter, but it didn't seem right to me to save her from being eaten just to kill her for being scared of the world around her. I think it was one of the saddest moments I've had in a long time when I found her, unable to move in her cage. I brought her out and cuddled her trying to figure out what was wrong and she started cuddling into me. She seemed grotesquely happy at the fact that I wanted to help her so much. She died in front of both Angel and I, had a heart attack after whatever had caused her to collapse in the first place. I think the harder you want to help, the worse it is when they finally have to leave. I just hope that the time she had with us was comfort enough to her, and that she had a good run all in all. She was a learning rat, and her sisters will be much better for it for many years to come. Despite the fact that this will probably happen many times as rats don't live very long, this time will be the hardest for me. I don't think that I like this game, I don't think I understood all the rules. Do you just go on? Love what's gone? Current Mood:  crushedCurrent Music: Love what's gone - Jim's big ego | | Wednesday, November 21st, 2007 | | 6:30 am |
| | Wednesday, July 25th, 2007 | | 5:28 am |
Tonight on the Muppet show...
THE TRANSFORMERS! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY *flails like Kirmet* http://www.vgcats.com/comics/?strip_id=241I know a lot of people liked the movie, but FOR FUCK'S SAKE! I fully agree with that comic, the movie wasn't transformers, it was like and episode of the muppet show with transformers as the guest stars. They showed up for a few skits, made some jokes and sang a song all the while the muppets did their thing. I would've been much happier watching 2 hours of beast wars episodes, or just listening to Waspinator yamming on. God knows I love me some Waspinator. | | Tuesday, July 10th, 2007 | | 4:01 am |
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PS3
I want to buy a PS3, and there are rumors going around that the price is dropping by about $100 in a few weeks. There are also articles out there stating that the price cut is a load of crap. Can someone get me some legitimate sources of this price drop rumor or have you guys seen that it's bullshit already? Leave some comments. | | Wednesday, June 6th, 2007 | | 5:39 am |
There will be more.
Calico jumped from the rigging, landing with a wet thud as his hooves hit the deck. He had been stuck in the crow's nest since sundown with salt crusting the fur on his legs and his eye in a spyglass. His red one to be precise, it was part of his birthmark from his father, not through genes but through actions. He was the product of a demon's bargain, his hooves killed his mother at childbirth and his eyes killed his father. If he had been a lesser man Calico's father would've lived a long life as a famous brewer, unfortunately he was a good man. He couldn't let his son be killed as a demon, he left his home and travelled doing anything he could for food so his demon-son could live. He died on a boat to a free town where they might be able to live. Worst part was that he didn't get a burial, the captain tossed his body overboard like any stow away while Calico hid in the brig with the cargo. Calico never let the crew see him leave, afraid for his life, and he started working on the docks until he was old enough to join a crew. Calico had forgiven his father many times, not because he thought his father did anything wrong, but because he asked him to. Calico never felt weird, never felt like anything was wrong with him, and most of all he never felt held back. He walked over to the tar barrel and banged on the top wrapping himself with his cloak. The barrel top popped open and an orc with a strangely slight build climbed out of it and began to brace the door to the crew's quarters closed as Calico trudged to the bow. Nobody had helped Calico as he made a name for himself in Freeport, not that he really wanted help, but the offer would've been appreciated. Luckily it was never really needed, he was good at keeping his promises and that kept quality people ready to work with him. He grabbed hold of a rope leading to the point of the bow and whistled sharply. Four green iridescent scaled hands grabbed the deck under the gunnel. A four armed Sahuagin pulled himself onto the deck, grinning widely at Calico, handing him two rapiers that were strapped to his back and he readied his own trident. Calico grinned the same grin back at the scaley fellow, pulling open his cloak and strapping his rapiers to his sides. Calico had grown quite fond of the underbelly of freeport, but had the problem of favouring those with hearts, the villains with a speck of conscience, those were his friends. He wrapped his cloak around himself again and jumped over the rail to the deck below, directly in front of the door to the captain's quarters. He knocked softly on the door until he heard the familiar voice tell him to enter. "Captain, it seems all clear out there. I didn't see any pirate ships anywhere near the boat, but there is one problem..." Calico stepped into the dim light of the captain's chambers towards the chart table. The captain looked up from his charts and scowled at Calico as he stood and began to pace to his liquor cabinet. The captain poured himself a shot as he replied, "And what problem would that be, lookout?" Calico grinned the same grin that got him this job. "The pirates never had a ship sir." Calico grinned the same grin that saved Toregg, an orc with debts as he stepped towards the captain. "Apparently the pirates have moved on from this port for quite some time..." Calico grinned the same grin that befriended Salizar, the sahuagin mutant who had trouble getting work because of his race as he drew his rapiers from beneath his cloak.. "You see, the pirates that roam this port need a boat. And their captain decided that the man who deprived his father of a decent burial might be good enough to loan him one." Calico grinned the grin that made him feared and loved in Freeport. The captain's eyes grew wide and he tried to rush for his weapon only to find a rapier blocking his route. "Yeah, sounds a bit cliche, but I'm a good natured type and I doubt you even know who I am. I'll give you a choice..." Calico walked the captain to the large double windows of his room. "You can try and swim back to shore, or you can float back, either way I'm sure my father would be just dandy proud of his son." Calico grinned the same grin that he would be grinning for the rest of his life as captain of the Brandy Jezebel. "Open the windows cap'n, 'cause either way you're going to be soggy in a moment." Yo ho, Yo ho a pirate's life for me. I think I might do what Etch is gonna do, make a few ideas and see what's going on. Current Mood:  accomplished | | Friday, May 4th, 2007 | | 4:33 am |
To the few it may concern.
In Rob Roy, He chooses a basket hilted saber-like weapon, about three fingers wide and wins the duel by cutting through his opponents shoulder through his ribcage to about nipple height. I'll admit the weapon looks heavy, but he was swinging it around pretty fast, I'm thinking that it was the sword we were talknig about, /but/ it also looks like it might be a Scottish cutlass. | | Wednesday, May 2nd, 2007 | | 5:57 am |
Victoly!
I have defeated another year, great successes for me! Current Mood:  Victory Dance | | Saturday, March 17th, 2007 | | 4:43 am |
Oh my GAWD! Dire weasel.
For those whom it may concern: You know who you are. I found Keltch in my template binder and finished him. I didn't realize how hilarious things are when they get extra hit dice and gain a different size catagory. My Tube rat is now a TOOB WOLF! Yes, once a Dire weasel hits 4 hit dice it becomes a large animal and gains hilarious amounts of stats and other such nonesense. Also, so future referance: At 7 hit dice he becomes huge. Also: Same for Eagles. So in closing: Toob wolf, Flying dogeater. My life is complete. Een more notes: I need to talk about riding a Large Dire weasel, because I can't help but think I'll be doing that. Current Mood:  LOLCurrent Music: Awesome commercial music? For a Cobalt Lt or something. | | Wednesday, March 14th, 2007 | | 6:03 am |
G'eh?
So I'm watching the cute little star-fielded "The End" you get after beating FF6. I missed that game a lot, and it always makes me sad and happy to see the end of it. I miss playing Final fantasy games that can give you this feeling. I also realize that this game really shaped the way I see and create fantasy, it was all in the characters and how they interacted in the setting that created it's plot. No destiny boy picking up an epic sword and claiming his birthright, but a group of characters trying to do what they can with whatever they've got. I'm tempted to try and play through the game sometime using the "natural magic" stipulations. No esper magic, just what people can naturally learn. In any case: I'm sad that it's over, and sad that there won't be another final fantasy that good but I know there's always going to be something there akin to it. I want to write more Shadows of Gaia now, that's what it really makes me realize. Side note: Bouncy squad took it to Kefka, all the way. Terra, Celes, Edgar, and Mog, all with dragoon boots and dragon horns killed Kefka almost solo. On one of her short stops on the battlefield Terra got insta-killed /just/ before the last form and Locke got brought in to cast quick on himself and deliver the final blows. :b | | Friday, March 2nd, 2007 | | 4:20 pm |
I had a dream last night that I was working underneat Seth Green on a skit show thing about school. He was the teacher and I was the assistant and it was actually pretty awesome, I cracked him up with my impressions, specifically of the geek from Robot chicken. In any case, the dream went on with me going to see something at a stadium with him and it turned into some sort of medival warfare (?). In other news, I got back from a meeting with my classmates for my theatre class and caught a phone call from my Dad, telling me that the Canadian chef team he was coaching just won gold in almost all their events and beat the U.S. by points in a tie-breaker to grab the world title. Wow. Current Mood:  calmCurrent Music: System of a Down - Pogo | | Tuesday, February 6th, 2007 | | 2:30 am |
Wow... just... Wow...
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16902707So apparently lite-brite is a weapon of terror. That's seriously what they were, the mooninites would be proud. So... there was this movie once about birds killing people, might pose a hazard to public safety so we should shoot every bird we see, put the police force on it. Also: computers are robots, make sure you get them too. | | Sunday, December 31st, 2006 | | 5:22 am |
Regarding the monkeys in the ceiling.
Dear people visitting on the island: What's up with New Years Eve things? Any plans? Who may participate? ZWOMG! In any case, I'm probably going to attempt to contact people tomorrow to find out what's going on, new yeas kinda snuck up on me. If you read this before you are contacted, gimme a call at 894-9716. |
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