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|Saturday, October 1st, 2005|
I hate spiders. I really do. I try to kill them at all opportunities. So yesterday when I was going to the bathroom before work, I saw a vile black spider creeping down the wall to my left. You know my feelings toward spiders so it should come as no surprise that I immediately starting searching for a weapon in which to end this spider's life.
Then it hit me--some feeling of morality I've seldom felt before. I decided that I should spare the life of this spider in some act of karmic restraint. The way I figured it, I'd killed so many spiders before that maybe if I spared this one I'd be saving myself some terrible fate. So I left him alive in the bathroom, hoping that my decision wouldn't come back to bite me (pun intended).
After a long day at work, I come home and go into the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I reach for a tissue to blow my nose, I notice a small, furry black shape scuttle into a dark corner of the tissue box. What I fool I was to let him live! The little bastard was setting up an ambush in the box, waiting for me to stick my hand in and spring from the darkness to bite me!
Karma be damned. I ripped that tissue box open. The spider sprang from his hiding place. We madly circled around the bathroom, locked in a vicious battle that would only end with one of us dead. I swatted at him, he nipped at me, only my martial prowess keeping me alive. Finally, we both hang precariously upon the edge of the bathroom sink. Our eyes locked and time stood still. In the eternity of a split the odium behind my eyes slammed into the predatory evil in his. Then he jumped at me, his legs propelling him far into the air as my left hand swept downward in a broad arc...
...the force of my hand blasted the spider into the basin of the sink. He desperately tried to regain his footing, but was stuck in a glob of toothpaste that had fallen from my brush. I quickly turned on the faucet and laughed maniacally as water swept him down the drain. Victory!
I breathed a sign of relief and checked my body for any injuries. I let the faucet run for another five minutes, just to make sure that the spider wouldn't crawl back up the drain. His death was not confirmed, and it's very likely he's out there plotting my demise. I must be ever watchful and vigilant. I shall train every day for his return, and no other spider shall ever be spared my wrath.
Karma be damned. Current Mood: Triumphant
|Wednesday, September 14th, 2005|
Say it louder. The Devil can't hear you.
|Tuesday, September 13th, 2005|
I took a break from writing my paper today and stuck my name into a Google search. I don't have an unusual name by any means, but I was still surprised at the number of hits I found. Not only that, but they are all very different: doctors, web designers, athletes of various sports, and more. In my curious nature, I actually created a yahoo group and invited any of them I could find email for. It'll be interesting to see if any of them respond. Current Mood: Curious
|Sunday, September 4th, 2005|
I added six of my pictures I got developed from GenCon here
. I have more, I just didn't feel like spending my entire evening resizing them so I my host doesn't get mad. I'll add more within the next week. Current Mood: Relaxed
|Saturday, September 3rd, 2005|
I went to Lindsay's birthday party last night after work and had a blast. I was a bit hesitant when going, as aside from her and her brother Brandon, I would not really know anyone there (and with my peculiarities, I don't mesh too well with new people). I figured Lindsay would be busy hopping from guest to guest, which she was, and Brandon would not be able to get there until after work (which would be 2-3 hours after I got there).
Just my luck, however, I met a guy there named Jason. Seems he and I both were feeling on the outs, and lo and behold, we even had the same music interests. We clicked, and had fun talkin' music and other typical slag. There were even some other cool people there (they were Lindsay's friends, so why wouldn't they be cool, right?), and had some decent conversations with them. Debriefing: Had a few drinks, had some fun, wished Lindsay a happy birthday, and even got home and in bed by a decent hour. Mission accomplished.
I had a blast at GenCon two weeks ago, and I'll have to spill the beans more about that later. Today, however, I just got home from work, ran some stuff to Good Will, and I'm ready to relax before I go back into work tomorrow morning. Fun stuff. Current Mood: Complacent
|Monday, August 15th, 2005|
I went to Kenny's belated birthday lock-in at Zap Zone last night. A special thanks to everyone who chipped in so I could participate. Some good games, and everyone's attitudes were in check for the most part. We tried the in-development game, Assault
, and had some decent results and feedback. Also, my WoW Fund
more than doubled with a total of $18.32 being donated last night, bringing me within $11.00 of my goal.
I invite anyone and everyone to go to Indianapolis on Saturday, August 20th @ 9pm. Cruciform Injection
, Filament 38
, and The Gothsicles
are all playing a show at Radio Radio. Stop by for a kick-ass show, have a few drinks, and hang with some cool people.
Speaking of which, earlier today I had the bright idea of taking the train to Chicago instead of driving. It's a lot cheaper, but I waited too long. Any of the return trips conflict with my schedule when I get back. Bummer. I guess that's what I get for procrastinating.
|Thursday, August 11th, 2005|
I've been playing Star Ocean: Till the End of Time
lately, and I can't get over how poorly written the dialog is. Voice acting aside--which ranges in quality from passable to downright horrible--the game is no fun to listen to. It seems as if every other line is plucked from a book of cliches and recycled bad dialog. I lost count of how many times a character said, "Be that as it may, but..."
The main character, Fayt
, is really the only main character with a weird name. All the other characters have "normal" names, like Maria, Cliff, Roger, etc. Yet this is set thousands of years in the future. Speaking of of Fayt, he is really not to bright. He constantly repeats what another character will say in the form of a question, further wasting your time.
Fayt: "Further wasting your time?"
The game is not bad, though I do see why it sat on a shelf for a while before getting released here in the States. The battle system is intuitive, fun, and though real-time has kept the feeling of the tactical edge of Turn-Based battles. You can only control one character at a time, but may freely switch between any of the three in the battle. However, once you get good as a character (usually Fayt), there's not much need to switch around unless Fayt dies.
Mirage: "Be that as it may, but..."
The dialog is so bad that you're often left watching it for no reason. You really don't learn much about your cliche, paper-cut-out characters, and the scenes that are supposed to be touching fall way too flat. After done being forced watching them, you're left with little to no idea of where to head to next on most occasions. You can talk to the members of your party for hints, if you can find them wandering around time, but often it relates to, "We must hurry." Hurry where? Fun game, just exasperating at times.
I needed to vent about that, to an outlet besides my brother. He long ago gave up wondering why I even played the game with all the crap I gave the dialog. But, I want to see it through to the end, even if the story is nothing original or inspiring. Especially since you get stuck on some stupid planet in some war that makes no sense for the majority of the game.
Fayt: "The majority of the game?"
Nel: "Be that as it may, but..." Current Mood: Annoyed
|Saturday, August 6th, 2005|
Since this is my first post on my brand-spanking-new live journal, I thought I'd get things started with some good news. Micah sent me a preliminary finish of his new song, 'Dosvi Donya,' which will be on his fifth album, 'Fivth'. I like it, a lot, and can't wait to hear the entire album when it is released.
Otherwise, life has been the same old. Two more weeks until my trip to Indianapolis. I should have enough money for everything (gas, food, etc.) but it will still be a little tighter than I would like. That's what I get for not being able to control my impulses to buy stuff. I must admit, however, that though I did not stick as strictly to my goal as I would have wished, I still did incredibly well. Current Mood: Amused