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3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 20,July,2004 | mood: silly, wacky even, and peaceful. Today has been pretty hectic here at work, the problem with the phones at our work continues so we keep getting calls flowing into our dept that should not be. but those things happen. Aside from that I've been keeping up with urlLink The Newbie Zone , the Everquest forum of personal choice. making comments when I have time, and also keeping up my other blogs. But I made a vow last night while my fiance was tucked into bed, that I needed to organize my life and priorities a little bit. Right now I'm on a pretty ferocious cycle of Sleep, Eat, Work, Eat, EQ, repeat. I have several projects I've been meaning to work on, and I'll explain them a little bit here. Dungeons and Dragons Adventure Concept: Nefarnomicon - a detailed campaign world, I've worked on this for over a year now, and I've got the concept world all in my head, and many of the pieces written down in various places. But I need to write this, it's very important to me, but has always been pushed around to being nothing but something in my Outlook ToDo list with nothing to push it past hitting the snooze button for the thousanth time. I built this world, with my bare hands, from the original goddess, to the various races, when they came into being, what drove them to be how they are, etc. and no of it is organized or complete! grr, that angers me sometimes that I let it get away from me. It's going to be stupendous to play, and maybe, when I'm done I can submit it to WotC for publication and if that happens, well, money is always good :D Shadowrun Covert Operations Suite: a package software much like the urlLink RolePlaying Master I typically use for the Dungeons and Dragons. I wanted to put my coding skills to decent use and make a tool I could use for designing and laying out things structured easily and offer online access at the same time. So I could run games even with people physically seperated from my game table. I began research into what I would need to do, but didn't move past that stage. The Phoenix Perch Website: I've been meaning to do this for well over 2 years I just haven't spent the time with Flash and Dreamweaver to hammer out the particulars about this site. I figure it may generate more traffic to this page, and give me a place to show off all the screenshots of all the cool stuff I've done in EQ, and link my shirt shops I run non-profit. Organize and catalog my Magic Cards using Magic Workstation: I have 3 binders and a pizzabox sized box of Magic cards, organization of these has always been a chore, however if I could put them into my database, I could sort them easily, and create virtual decks out of my available cards before I even have to touch the dreaded binders. In an endevour to actually accomplish these fabled tasks obviously I'm going to have to cut back a little on my EQ time, which is suprisingly easy to do, in small increments. I have started to place things in my Outlook Tasklist a little more broken down, instead of 'organize all magic cards into MTGW' I have 'append and organize the black cards into the database' and I give myself 2 full weekends to accomplish even these broken down tasks, and I can extend that as necessary, but I'm going to try to force myself to accomplish at least 10% of any given task per weekend, so that I am making progress, even if it is slow and steady. We'll see how it goes next weekend. more to come later, Try not to feed the stupid people, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 14,July,2004 | Well this weekend was a hot one for Zack and I. We went off to our family reunion right outside of North Platte at the lake. It was a scorcher. The weather man said it was supposed to rain all weekend yet the little man and I showed our pale bods about every two hours as we walked to the beach for a dip. The little man surprised me a good one too. I knew he liked to swim, however I didn’t know he was suicidal. He has taken a liking to jumping off of rafts and boats. He has also learned to like his Spidey life jacket. Suicidal is fine with the appropriate life saving devices. Another big concern for us was quarters; you know it those round silver 25 cent pieces of valued coins. Not only are they there to clean your laundry, yet they can also be used for showers. Fifty cents is about 2 mins. I now take a 3 minute shower. Oh yeah, I'm good. However those coins are the new gold. If I wasn’t the one going around begging for the damn things I would be the one selling 50 cents in quarters for 5 dollars. Bet I’d get it too. Zack, on the other hand, has grown to hate water falling out of the sky. He thinks the sky is falling, or the oceans raining down or any other paranoid version of Henny Penny he can think up. He really trips a big one. Raging toddler tantrums from hell, face red through minor sun burn and flaling arms and legs. The showers are cut off of the rest of the bathroom by a curtain. With both of us butt-naked he ran through the curtain and headed for the door, our only towel in his hand. He opens up the door and runs out. Here’s flaming mom, flashing the camp, soaking wet, running after screaming, streaking two year old. Oh yeah, most embarrassing moment, *raises hand* I have the best one. NEWAYS – Those are the highlights of our trip. I also have been sleeping since I got back. I’m hoping to do some Ever Cracking tonight. Miss that smash and bash. Akcron – Ziggur! Wait for Backup! |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 14,July,2004 | Mood: happy and a little tired I'm full of pride, I've actually made posts for all the blogs I've been writing on, and this is the last one to finish. Akcron is leaving for her family reunion tomorrow morning and she will be missed. Work has been slow paced in terms of calls, but the day is just flashing past me in turbo, I just hope it settles down enough for me to get lots of satisfaction out of my Everquest tonight. I'm going to read some comedy links at the urlLink EQ Forums which have been really funny so far, so if you're a huge EQ nut, give it a peek. You'll enjoy it. Anyway, not too many thoughts to comment on other than my pride and current events, if something comes up you'll see another blog from me :) Try not to feed the stupid people, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 13,July,2004 | Life the world and nothing. I’m none too happy today. Its really for no particular reason at all either. I just don’t feel the need to be up and yuppie today. Today I want to talk about boobs. I used to hate the male (and female) obsession of boobs. So much so that I wore baggy clothes and was called a variety of names from a dude, to a dike to a guy continuously. Well meaning strangers would kindly tell me that I was entering the wrong restroom for my own safety. I simply did not want to be a piece of meat. I wanted to be known for my charming personality and quick wit. Yes, you know it, I rarely got a date. (Love ya Pheonix) Then a dress code change came into work. No baggy clothes, I was upset and mortified. I felt like my old ratty boss wanted to see my boobs. I contemplate going for sexual harassment, Pheonix talked me down and told me that boobs, yes wonderful are actually sources of infinite power if used correctly. I decided to hone this power and use it for good and not evil. It’s been working pretty well too. I get days off of work and if I wear just the right shirt, nobody really cares if I’m late. (Only girl in the workplace.) The best thing that I have done with my boobs was sell my car. It was a ratty 150,000 mile totaled Ford Taurus. It wasn’t always like that though. I loved that car. It went through my rebellion years with me. But hasn’t been driven since. Two years ago at about 5am I was blazed and driving home to crash. I was also stopped at a red blinking stoplight. I waited. I rocked to a number of songs headbanging in my car and bellowing along. I waited some more. Finally a little voice in my head whispered, ‘it’s a red BLINKING stoplight.’ I turned down the music and the little voice told me, ‘at a red BLINKING stoplight you must Stop Look Both Ways and Proceed.’ I felt like I was in the Field of Dreams. I looked around the car, no one there. ‘DO IT!’ yelled the voice. Then it finally dawned on me. It’s a RED BLINKING STOPLIGHT. I hit myself in the head and ran into the intersection. Then I saw it. A bright orange Scooby Doo van, it hit me, I turned three full circles and stopped on the other side of the intersection exactly as if I had stopped, looked both ways, proceeded and stopped on the other side of the intersection. I was wondering why I would do that. Why would I stop on the OTHER side of the intersection? As I was scrambling in my head for some weird law concerning this Boone, my best invisible friend from when I was a kid, popped up on my steering wheel and said ‘DUUUDE! You totaled your car MAN!’ I told him I didn’t and asked him where he had went I missed him. As we were catching up on old times there was a knock on my window. I thought that was just kinda rude to interrupt a conversation but I decided to be polite. I rolled down my window. The guys asked me if I was ok, I told him I was just talking with Boone. He looked around the car, obviously only seeing me since Boone is my invisible best friend, and said ‘Don’t move. The ambulance is on its way.’ Then it dawned on me, I’m 23 and talking to an invisible friend, I’m insane. So that’s how I wrecked my car with no registration, no insurance, expired plates. I didn’t even get a ticket, I got a court date. The Judge I got was really, well weird. His grandson had just won a spelling bee and he told everyone awaiting punishment that if they congratulated him he’d go easy on them. I watched as people went up most of them getting thousand dollar fines or jail. It rang in my head ‘jail’, ‘prison’, ‘jail’, prison’. I hated high school I sure as hell was NOT going to prison. I was too young and too cute. It was my turn. I had to pee. I walked up there and stood in front of the judge hanging my head and doing the pee dance. Then I looked up to him and thought I was looking at God, you feel really lame and little when you look at God. But I did stuttered a congratulations to his grandson. God smiled at me and said ‘What did you do.’ I told him. He asked me why. I said I didn’t know but was really, really sorry. I think a tear fell then. He smiled again and gave me a warning and not to drive for a while as a punishment. He didn’t suspend my license or anything just kind of like a warning for a toddler. I was ecstatic. I couldn’t believe it. I left while another person was being put in jail. I was invincible. Well back on the main story I just paid off my piece of shit car and found out that since it wasn’t ‘under cover’ ie under anything including a towel, I owe registration and back taxes. So I marched down to the court house in my boob shirt, waved them in front of a really lonely ugly guy and got them waved. He just told me to sell the car or give it away, also not to tell anyone who he was. So I did and the over a grand of fines and fees are waved and I got a profit of 200.00 from flashing my boobs to my Mom’s old boyfriend. I like boobs. Akcron – Ziggur! Wait for Backup! |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 13,July,2004 | I am sick and tired of God playing praticle jokes on me. You step outside from the AC and it feels humid yet temperate. You walk the mandatory 50 ft away from the building and step into the shade the temperture falls to a humid yet lovely 10 degrees cooler.You light your ciggarrette. As you puff away you think to yourself, 'Whats everyone bitching about? Its not that bad out here.' It becomes a little hotter as you sit on the bench puffing away till it gets to a humid yet slightly a little too warm. You feel slightly suffocated since people with asthma really shouldnt smoke especially in humidity so you do your lungs a favor and put out the ciggarette. You step outside the shade and WHAMMO! Gods sick twisted little mind thinks that it will be funny to make the temparture go up to a stifling 98 degrees with max humidity. Its like a punishment for smoking too long when your not supposed to have that break. It's 50 feet back to the door. You think you should run, but your feet just cant. You trudge to the doorway, hair falling and laying flat on your head trapping the humidity on your skull, your bangs start leaking sweat into your eyes and your makeup starts running in turrents. You now look like crap. Coworkers will know you went on an illegal break and now you stink. You get to the door, you forgot to punch the handicap button five feet away and this door is heavy. You try to tell your arm to open the door, your arm rebels. Your tell your feet turn around, the buttons right there do arm a favor. Your feet say 'Fuck you and the arm, We just walked 50 feet.' You stand there in a debate with feet and arm looking like an idiot staring at all the nice AC'd people inside while God is up there laughing at you with Michel and the boys. You picture Michel putting back Hard Lemonade say 'Crank it Jesus, Crank it some More!' It gets hotter. Finally the arm gives in and you walk under that mandatory whiff of AC right by the door. Feels nice yet now the running makeup and sweat under your armpits freezes into a stinky sticky gell. Is smoking worth it? Must be because I'm about to have another. God ... Bring It On! Akcron --- Ziggur! Wait for Backup! |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 12,July,2004 | mood: agitated and bored Okay Okay, can't let Akcron take the entire stage that I built :P I know it's been a while since I said even hello to you all. But I must say I am annoyed by this blog tool, looks like they fixed the random unable to display this page issue. But I just wrote a blog post for my other blog urlLink Ziggurs Camp , my everquest character blog, and it ate it! I went to hit publish, and the thing session timed out. grumble, oh well, nothing I can do but be annoyed. I'm at work, contemplating the idea of putting hydraulics on cars, and why they don't put hydraulics on saturns or something. I mean you'd get more bounce in a lighter car :P Anyway, I apologize to those who read my Ziggur Camp blog, but you'll just have to wait longer for the most current post. Also of note, Akcron is leaving for a weekend with the family at a family reunion, I won't be going with her because of financial reasons, so I'll be posting all the antics while she's gone ;P honestly might not be much, but you never know what a lonely guy might do :P Anyway, more to come later on as stories progress. Try not to feed the stupid people, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 08,July,2004 | That night was one of many oddities. I had forgotten my badge at home and was sent to pick it back up so that the freshman could address me appropriatly and ask me inane questions. On my way back to work I saw a homeless man on the street with a sign that read 'Anything will help, even if it is only a dollar.' Well, all I had was a dollar on me and was feeling charitable so I pulled over in a grocery store parking lot and ran across Dodge to give it to the guy. All the sayings of saftey and girls being tormented that my mother has told me over the past 23 years ran through my mind, yet I was on a mission to give this poor homeless man my dollar. I get there and hand the guy my buck, apologize I dont have more and turn around. He yells at me to wait. I see the zooming car run past my nose then turn, smile and say thanks. He grabs my hand bends down and kisses it. I'm astonished and a little grossed out but hey, he doesnt exactly have a bath and a toothbrush. But the thing is that he wont let go of my hand. I know Judo, I'm a black belt, I'd feel guilty about beating up a homeless guy but ya know I really wouldnt care. I tell him to let go first I think that you should warn everyone before breaking thier noses and kicking them in the nuts. But before I can even get out, 'Let go of me or I'll beat you senseless.' he starts jabbering about steaks and shrimp. I tell him again that all I have is a dollar. He points to the grocery store and says a dollar doesnt buy much these days, he wants a steak. I'm bewildered, I cant beleive that this hobo wants me to buy hima bloody Bew Yourk Strip! If I buy anyone else a New York Strip I better be fucking them, and I dont have sex with people who dont bathe regualarly. I get my hand back, he places my dollar back in it. I tell him my long story about how my credit card wont accept anything but ciggarrettes or gas. (I know laugh it up. My bank is ghetto and my card declines at random intervals. Its annoying but I just take heart in knowing I have the only credit card with a personality.)I give him my dollar back. He starts to get angry, he wants a steak. I tell him to save all the dollars that he gets and he can buy his own steak. He gets pissed. I ask for my dollar back. I get it, flip him off and run back to my car. You know, I wasnt exactly wanting a big gush of emotion over my puny little dollar, I wasnt even wanting a thankyou from schizophrenic homeless men but that was just a little too much. I mean the sign said any money, even a dollar. Really its false advertising, I should sue for his box. I head off to work wondering how to summons a homeless man to court. When I get there I buy myself a Mountain Dew with MY dollar, see still works for little stuff, and head in. Here I see the freshman class for Creighton University, dressed in the lastest fads, hair sleek and shiny apparently not homeless. I got an email from the President of the University today to treat these future lawyers and doctors well because they are the highest of their classes with the best SAT's and honors (they are also paying the most since tuition just raised by 5,000 dollars). These future doctors and lawyers however are smooshed together in a big circle jumping up and down and shouting out the words to TuPok and Ja Rule. Its quite comical because half the songs their belting out actually say how much the singer and the ghetto peeps want to shoot them and take out their liver. Thier probably all Republicans too. I hate republicans just like I hate spiders. Simply out of neccessity and reason. Have fun - dont kill yourselves Ackron -- Ziggur! Wait for Backup! |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 08,July,2004 | Today has been both eventful and uneventful. I woke up today and Pheonix and I had a wonderful miscommunication. One of those stupid little things that seem to be so important at the time yet when you look back at it you realize that you just need to grow up. Who cares who has the keys when your both going to the same place and why in the hell do when you put on your shoes really matter in the long run? Not a clue but this morning those things seemed to be at the top of my list of priorities. If I ever get a divorce or break up with Pheonix I want it to be about more than just shoes and keys on the table. Besides the chatastophes of this morning I am working 17 hours straight today and into tommorrow. Today at Crieghton University's DOIT (Division of Information and Technology) we are holding GameFest, a bigger and better LAN party for all incoming sniveling whining bratty freshman that I hate more and more each day. I want to make a t-shirt that says, 'Please dont bring your 80's computer to Crieghton. It sucks and so do you.' My job today is to haul 5 plasma tv's and 40 Gateway computers three blocks across campus. My shoulders hurt, my arms have fallen off, I'm tired and I'm on break. I'm sitting here bitching in my blog about this and that and the other thing while random people are coming up to me. 'Can you fix my computer?' 'I cant get connected.' 'Where is the nearest wireless connection?' Dude I'm on break. Just because I work for DOIT does not meen that I like people. I tried to ignore them but then it seemed that they multiplied like mold on cheese. I want to charge money, $5.00 to see the on break DOIT person. I bet your asking 'how do they know you work for DOIT? Do you have a sign above your head?' Almost but not quite entirely unlike tea there. I have a big sign on my shirt. In large bold letters across my back and chest my shirt yells DOIT to the masses. I'm going to apply ducttape to it today. It's not even a nice colored shirt. It reminds me of a janitor or an industrial worker. I feel like I should be scrubbing toilets and not crawling around on the floor hooking cables into walls and explaning what a Desktop and a window is to estranged students. (Yes, that really happened I just got through talking to them. He wasnt even 50, he was a sniveling freshman.) However I too have a tendency to digress as well and my break is over. More on the fantasies of DOIT later. Ackron --- shoot the stupid people. |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 07,July,2004 | Attitude: bored Mood: indifferent, looking forward to tonight Been a long hard day in the trenches here today folks, almost no time to write anything for you readers. however it's good to see Tigger(now akcron) taking up the reigns herself and making an appearance and talking about things :) Not much to say about things, yesterday was shakespeare on the green, was a lovely play, but I had to leave before closing curtain, which kinda sucked, hopefully someday I'll see the entirety of a shakespeare play. but I digress. Akcron is right about the problems with the shower, it sucks, in terms of laughing at her in the shower, you have to admit, the look people get when committing self torture can be pretty entertaining. I took one myself in fact, but then again I'm used to it. early Basic Training and later Field exercises were both sans hot water, and thus we got to enjoy the blasts of cold water. I rate our current shower scenario a 2 out of possible 10 where 10 is the warmest. I use the showers in the field as the coldest this side of a snowball. Anyway, we did more EQ last night and will do more probably tonight as is what is typical, so expect more ziggur camp blogging to ensue. |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 06,July,2004 | Hello world, this is Ackron/Tigger_On_Crack. Yes, yes I am undecided on which name I’m going to choose so I’ll use this one for right now. I don’t think it will be too confusing for the world at large to associate two names for one person, especially if they play EQ and can understand the concept of ALT’s. Well, my morning was interesting today. I am used to lying in bed with the sounds of Kermit and Cookie Monster going off in the background till I have to wake up at about 9 or so. This morning however I was awakened by a sippy cup bashing me repeatedly in the head. Unbeknownst to me my son just figured out how to open doors and really, really wanted a drink. I guess he felt the need to go agro on me. I swear the sippy cup has to do lethal damage. *touches tender eye* So there I was black eye on the way, Pheonix still sleeping peacefully and a two-year old on rampage. First thought through my head is “this is too painful to be a dream” second thought “how in the hell do men sleep?” When Son was born he slept through midnight roll calls, he sleeps through tornado alarms, now he’s sleeping through 7am juice requests. Is there some sort of biological chemistry that the female brain simply neglected to give us or is God still pissed about that God-damned peice of rotten fruit? I wonder if the man who got his dick chopped off slept through that as well. Anyways, I get up and give the kid a drink. I think if he is smart enough to get out of his room and strong enough to give me a black eye then he can get his own drink. Get a chair, spill it on the floor if he doesn’t drown I don't care. Now is the second dilemma of the morning. How do you put a 2 year old back in bed when they can open up the door with out having well intending neighbors and Grandmothers call CPS? Not sure. It's 7am, my thought processes just are not booting. So I let him in my room and tell him that I’m going to sleep. He seems fine with that and why not? I never let him in my room it’s a no-kid zone and not baby/toddler proof at all. So as I lay staring at the ceiling with Zack merrily sipping on his fucking juice and staring at all of his new toys that he gets to randomly destroy, horrible thoughts start to pile through my head. He could climb on my desk chair, fall and get a concussion, go Evil Kinevil off my desk and into the pile of forbidden laundry, fall into my closet and enter a second dimension of reality never to be seen again (nice thought at the time I stuck with that one for a while) electrocute himself with the outlets under my desk. I get up again and try to convince the rampaging toddler to sleep with me on the bed. He body slams Pheonix who finally wakes up. Not bad, there is something that will wake him up besides sex. Now we’re all up. Fun. I decide to go to work early. For the past weekend our water heater has been broken. Nice lovely landlord from hell has been promising a fix ‘the next day’ since the end of June. I feel like a pioneer woman, heating the water before cooking and bathing and ice showers. Son is the luckiest out of us all and gets an invitation to have a nice bath at Grandma’s house. I’m so jealous. What are my boobs not as speacial as the kid? Do they not deserve love? Guess not. For all the men who don't have boobs picture your testicles without the turtle feature then take a shower in falling ice cubes. Time to take another. I yip as I get in and Pheonix laughs. Never laugh at a woman with frozen nipples. Rage ensues. I'll leave it at that. Ackron -- Ziggur! Wait for Back-up! |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 06,July,2004 | Been having trouble writing this post, simply because I don't want to bore you with too many of the crappy details. Sometime's I'm just too perfectionist for my own good. I just want to say for the record money sucks. Or rather, that being out of money sucks. For me, money = confidence, at least the confidence of being secure in your position in life. When money tides roll out, you start to notice the rocks that you're narrowly avoiding, that will cause you to sink to the next lowest lifestyle. We're Working class anyway, which is a pretty big group of people who make almost enough to live on without working ourselves to the bone, and so we also have good reason to dread going further down the monetary based caste system of america. when the budget works, life is good, I'm usually more pleasant, I sleep better, and don't feel bad if I go to Burger King for a lil meal here and there. It's when the budget breaks that I feel like a 10 ton gorilla is sitting in my pocket where my wallet was. That ten ton gorilla makes me hesitate spending any money, even for food. because I know if I buy food, then I can't afford a bill, or if I pay that bill, I'll not have much in the fridge. I never was good at carnival tricks, but since I got started out in the real world(read: not sheltered military world protected from such things as rent and power bills) I've gotten pretty damn good at juggling. I don't think there's a single working class citizen out there that hasn't gotten a 'last chance before we repo/disconnect/cancel/eviction your (insert reason for bill here)' once and a while, and I'm sure more than a few have had it happen that the company actually goes through with it. but if it can be helped, a working class person will avoid the disconnect/repo/cancel at all costs. because as soon as you get disconnected, usually they need an insane deposit, and 2 months up front. and if you couldn't afford the bill initially and it got cut off, then how are you going to afford to turn it back on? rob a bank? So you learn to juggle, the art of letting one bill slide into being late or even into the next bill you get from that company, so you can pay other bills and still eat. Then the next month you pay the late+new bill from that one company, and let the company you paid the month before slide. and by doing this you really only pay for a handful of stuff at at time, while the other stuff becomes late. then you pay the late, and let the current slide, this prevents a disconnect, because the disconnect usually only happens after 2 months of unpaid bills. The problem comes when even with juggling, your still leaking money from somewhere, those bill-balls start turning into bowling balls, and later flaming machetes. you end up getting tired of the juggling, and you just wish you could let all the balls drop without repercussions. Right now I'd say that I'm at the bowling ball stage, but I've been here before, and so my juggling skills here are not too bad. I'm pretty sure I'll live, but it won't be comfy for another month my guess would be. See, I think this post came out really well, better than the other 4 drafts :P just be glad I didn't torture you with those. They were incredibly boring, and well, I figure if you're going to post anything it had better be at least semi interesting, and not some detailed ramble that gets more than the point across. :P Anyway, Even Everquest was tragic last night, check out my Ziggurscamp Blog for details urlLink Ziggur's Camp try not to feed the stupid people Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 05,July,2004 | Mood: relaxed well, looks like SammyCaine has decided to go by another of her aliases, Tigger_On_Crack. one of these days I'm sure she'll make a post(even if I have to prod her to do so :P) so future posts will reflect her choice in names. Well the 4th went pretty well for us. I worked for the day(time and a half woohoo) which is okay since all the good stuff happens at night anyway. I went directly to my soon to be father in laws where Tigger and my Son had been hanging out most of the day. I had a beer and relaxed for a bit, while the ladies made macaroni salad. and I must say I'm not usually a terribly huge fan of a lot of people's recipes for egg based salads. but this macaroni salad is pretty good. and Tigger has learned the art of making it, so I'm hoping to see some in my home someday soon :P I ate Chicken and Potato Wedges and Macaroni salad for dinner, it was very good. and I helped my youngest Brother in Law with smoke bombs and found some unfired black cats amongst the carnage in their backyard. we did this until it was time to go to the big Fireworks show at Harrah's Casino(I still don't know why Iowa wants to pronounce Harrah's (which I pronounce harrah! like when you are applauding something) like Harris. it's not Harris, it's Harrah!) which was very awesome, my son got a kick out of it, and the place we sat at you'd swear the fireworks were going to rain down right on you. they were huge! Very good show. Anyway, we drove back, me being completely dehydrated for a little home fireworks display setup by the brother in laws. The brother in laws had mortars to fire off, the first couple went off well, then the brother's got the idea to try to link them together 2 at a time. well, when they lit them off, the tube got knocked sideways and the mortar fired off screaming right toward a neighbors house and blew a big scorch mark on the neighbor's garage door. my Father in law was pretty ticked off at what my brother in law did, but my fiance said he would probably just do some free mowing's to cover the expense if any to be had fixing that garage door. Second botch came right after the first. the littlest brother in law didn't understand how to load a mortar in the tube correctly, so he placed the ball end down, which of course by any who have fired these lovely night time toys, is upside down. He lit it off, and backed away, all the sudden we head the thump of the propellant fire off, but we didn't see the mortar leave the tube, we all screamed for the kid to run away from the tube, and he was almost hit by the flaming sparks as the mortar tube blew into pieces. After that the evening returned to normal. But I must say a lot of funny and cool things happened that night. it was a blast! Try not to feed the stupid people Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 04,July,2004 | So I saw spidey 2, with my fiance, the biggest fan of Spidey I know, I mean during the whole Spiderman 2 Movie she was bouncing in her seat, raising her arms in celebration and generally being more hyperactive than a lab rat on speed. The movie features one of Marvel's most malevolent bad guys, Doctor Octopus. It also revolves around the love story of Peter Parker with Mary Jane Watson. A lot of the movie focuses on Spiderman's inner struggle with his own dreams and his duty to being a superhero. The special effects were really awesome, and on par with the former movie, and the fight scenes between Spiderman and Doctor Octopus are very intense, and features even more property damage than the Hobgoblin fights in the first movie. One of the coolest scenes was the fight on the subway train, very intense and very good special effects. The movie also features a comic relief in Peter Parkers current apartment and his interactions between the landlord. The movie invokes a wide spectrum of emotion throughout the film, and does it with very good cinematography. if there is anything to complain about in the movie it would be the amount of times that Spidey is without his mask. He reveals himself to too many people in my opinion. A Superhero is supposed to mask his identity, and in the comics does so to a great extent, whereas in the movie he's practically revealing himself to everyone toward the end of the movie. All in all I recommend seeing this movie, it was very well done, and besides the slight annoyance by the amount of times spidey reveals who he is to people, there is nothing else to dislike about this movie. I give it 5/5 stars, and is a must see movie. |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 04,July,2004 | Mood: Headache, hungry and tired well my buddy didn't show up this weekend, didn't even call, wonder what happened, anyway, time to go have barbecue and relax with the inlaws as best I can. probably gonna be a short night. I'll edit this post later and give you more info on my weekend. -edit- My buddy didn't show up this weekend, dunno what happened to him, will have to call him up and ask him someday, oh well, things like this happen. And sometimes they disappoint me. This weekend was pretty rough, Friday I spent from the time Sammycaine got up, till around 9pm taking care of the toddler. That much time alone with him can be a little challenging, now compound that with a lack of cigarettes till around 6pm, and you have a recipe for a crappy day. The second day I had to get up to take Sammy's brothers home, at 8:30 am, after spending till 5am playing. 3 hours of sleep, luckily I overslept my alarm, got up at 9:30 instead, so 4 hours of sleep, lil better, drove the brothers home, came back home, and kid was crying and fiance was asleep. I felt awake, I tend to whenever I get up, I just can't get back to sleep once I've gotten dressed and have met the morning. I have to wait forever before I can even think about taking a nap. Anyway so I stay up, take care of the kid until the fiance wakes, SammyCaine wakes around 2ish, says she feels sick, and went back to bed. I took care of the kid until around 5:30 when Sammy needed to pick up her brothers for babysitting duty. They arrived, I got rushed around the house doing this and that, while I wanted to just chill. Things started to pick up Saturday after the brothers came over. We took off and went to Taco Bell before we went to a movie. I ordered their new 1/2 lb combo burrito(which I will tell you for a fact, was not 1/2 lb!) a beef grilled stuft burrito(now that's 1/2 lb or more!) and a cheesy gordita crunch(nirvana of cheese to me) and a large Dr Pepper. What do I wind up with? 2 of my items, and I'm missing my fave one, the Cheesy Gordita Crunch, they didn't even ring it up, we checked the receipt, the dude operating the register was a complete idiot, and you could tell when I told him my order, and he waffled it twice and didn't repeat it back to me the last time. Maybe he was new, but new people should be forced to work a night shift before being put on rush periods to ensure they know what they are doing before they handle the tough times of the day. Ah well, I digress. Now my day was still being crappy, missing my fave item in my bell bag, and then I go to take a swig of the Dr Pepper while driving. SPLASHDOWN! the lid was not Firmly affixed to the cup, and thus, I end up with a Dr Pepper Shower, Ice cold refreshment this was not. more like frosty hands of death while I'm driving. I can't help but laugh at that last part though looking back on it. I dunno just seeing people getting the suprise of their life by being splashed with water when they're not looking always made me at least giggle. but at that time it was pretty crummy, Thanks Taco Bell Stooge! missing parts of my order and not putting the cup lids on correctly! you're fired. Okay I feel better. Then we saw the movie, Spiderman 2, which I will review in a seperate post. Turned my day around, just snuggling with SammyCaine in the movie(Spiderman is her fave superhero, mine is Punisher) just made my life more complete. we drove away from the show later, and I was no longer as grumpy as I had been the whole day. I didn't care that my buddy didn't even call. I didn't care that I had the kid for 2 days straight. We went to the park after, for a lil while, walked around it looking at artwork. then went home, played more Everquest, and went to bed. so it got better, and everything turned out all right. Try not to feel the stupid people Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 01,July,2004 | My buddy who got me addicted to everquest contacted me last night, for the first time in a long time I got to talk to him. he's doing decent and been playing City of Heroes(a superhero MMORPG) and has become leader of a top Supergroup(Guild in CoH) I think he's thinking about stopping in tonight or soon to hook up with us and do some LAN gaming. should be a fun time. I'll keep posting the details of the days that we have together, he has a tendency of doing this, since his schedule is so hectic most of the time and he's so occupied, whenever he gets a bunch of days off stretched out for a while(july 4th holiday) he hooks up with us so we can do some serious LAN gaming. it's fun, and it never seems to last long enough. We miss him often when he's gone, and we enjoy every moment that he's in our home. I'll keep you posted as things develop. Try not to Feed the Stupid People, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 01,July,2004 | Mood: sleepy, but content I want to wish Sammycaine a warm welcome, she is a shining star in my life, and a welcome addition to the Phoenix Perch crew. She will post her thoughts as they come to her as well. This way not everything has to come out of my mouth :P Welcome SammyCaine, let's get blogging. Anyway, SammyCaine had most of the adventures last night, she hooked up with an old buddy and went to a bar, she'll probably tell you about that. I had a long day at work yesterday, but a lot of it I spent blogging and surfing, which goes to show just how slow my work place is. I came home, cleaned the house for the arrival of Sammy's friend, and he never showed, then I got on Everquest, made 899 platinum last night helping me break 1k of plat for the first time. I then did some tradeskilling, making smoker's to boost my pottery skill high enough to make prismatic dye's for Sammy's characters. When Sammy came back, we decided to play our lowbie characters, so I played my necro, which was fun, I played the necro because our regular mage was not playing that night, and the necro has a skeleton that is highly useful in combat when you don't have anyone to tank(take hits) for you. Ended the night with a pull of 3 giant badger things known as burnies, which almost wiped the whole group. I knew then that it was time to camp for the night. Snuggled in with Sammy for the night, talked about the usual stuff, and went to bed. Try not to feed the stupid people Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 18,August,2004 | mood: little tired, feeling lazy Well it's been a while since I've written anything for my blog, So todays I good day to do it, mostly because I actually FEEL like doing it. which differs often from the need to do it :P. I intend to write some more ziggur's camp blog today, though there's not a whole lot to write about, except the latest 2 excerpts. Very rarely do I ever click on an ad on a website, it's pretty uncommon for me, what with all the crap that gets advertised on most websites, half of which is spyware ridden. But urlLink Split Reason peaked my interest. But then again, unlike most internet sucker's who get pulling into paying for and downloading spyware, I'm a sucker for Old School Gamer Reference's and T-shirts that portray this love. So if you like that kind of stuff too, give em a glance. I've really gotta start writing the static content for my website as well, but time never seems enough. Hell with all the time I wasted last night trying to get into a Nagafen Raid on EQ, I could've written 3 pages of static content for my website. /groan fasten your seat belts folks, rant is beginning: Why can't people make up their minds? biggest problem we had last night was the fact that our Raid group had it's leadership rotated about 50 times in 2 hours time. The person who originally advertised the raid and had actually been there wanted me to be Raid Leader right off the bat, told them no thanks since I was still a little green with raiding. She said no sweat. Then suddenly I get made Raid Leader with no forewarning, I start to setup group leaders and begin to form a party, then someone announces the Main Assist would be the Raid Leader, so made him leader, then the Original Advertiser for the raid asked everyone to leave the raid and get reinvited by her... So she becomes raid leader again, only to give it back to the MA later, who was 2 boxing and not paying attention to his Tank, who had Raid Leadership when we were asking for it back before we lost too many players. By the time the idiot realized he had Raid Leadership(obviously the screaming at him in Raid Chat wasn't good enough) 2/3rds of the raid disbanded. So we had to call it off. Had raid leadership stayed fixed, wouldn't have been a problem, if the MA had realized he had RL when we were screaming at him to give it to us, I could've migrated a cleric from group 3(which had 2) to group 2(which didn't have 1) which would have kept 3 more players in raid. we would've had 3 partial groups and probably could've filled the rest out. It was the most disorganized mess I've ever gotten involved in, and it drained my mental energy faster than a mana sieve from an Enchanter. I gave up on EQ for the night and went to bed. Just not worth it that night. I hate the stupidity of some people, I understand new people or people who haven't done something before being bad at it. But people not paying any attention, and not knowing the basic fundamentals, really gets to me, especially the post lvl 30 crowd. If you made it to past lvl 30 without knowing how to do basic group mechanics you need to either solo less, or pay attention. I like LDoN's because they encourage grouping, and group mechanics. Whereas there are many places in Norrath that people can solo, granted I find most solo opportunities either Slow or dangerous. My Necro has had trouble finding any groups except inside of LDoN's, I don't know what it is about the necro class that makes them ungroupable, but seems anytime I ask about getting a group, I don't find one, and have to go to PC's Phlarg bridge and hunt. Anyway last night sucked, and the fact that the raid drained my energy made it where I couldn't help my buddy Kretais on his epic quest :( which sucks I hate it when I can't help even though I'm online, I just camped out, and watched a movie. Dunno what I'll do tonight, probably find an ldon group or something. /rant off That rant wound down quickly. Anyway, Time for my break at work, so I'm gonna go have a cigarette, do some thinking and start writing Ziggur's Camp for the past 2 nights worth of adventuring. Try not to feed the stupid people, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 11,August,2004 | Well a while ago I was added to someone's MSN messenger account, happened right about the time that I started blogging so I thought maybe someone of my EQ buddies that knew of my Blog had added me to their IM list, so I thought cool, though the name never was online at the time I was. So I shrugged, and it lingered. Today this morning while I was loafing before making it to work ON TIME! woohoo! it began to speak. Turns out it's a fellow blogger *wave to blogger* and is a Shadowrun Fan. I know I haven't talked about Shadowrun before on my blog, but let me put it this way, it's one of the coolest Tabletop Roleplaying Games I've played. It's what got me started in the whole sordid RPG community when I was in the military. It's a game of corporate espionage with heavy weapons, equally or better armed resistance, and Stealth. Some people run quick shoot em ups because they like action. Me personally, I'm a stealth afficianado(hence why I like hitmen, snipers, ninjas, hackers, and thieves in games) so I like to force my players to use their noggin, by drawing up elaborate failures when stealth is not used, and sometimes, just for fun, I make an easy one that is a shoot em up, just to watch them avoid it. I've found in past with some players that a simple shoot em up or a poorly planned stealth run can be shot to hell with but 1 player. The ever present First Person Shooter loving Min/Max'er who has a character so well built that grenades land at his feet and he just stands there and continues shooting, because he can soak the damage all the way down to nothing. These people destroy that kind of game. But anyway, I just wanted to wave out to that guy, and say it's glad to see someone besides 5 other people read these things! especially since nobody ever comments on them on the site :( Anyway, another part of today's topic, I keep having this weird flash of an idea that flies through my head, of an angel being shot at, going incorporeal, and laughing. I'm actually thinking about writing a story about this angel, maybe a screenplay or something. it's pretty cool, and using that seed I built up an entire little action comedy idea in my head about a Malakim superhero. If you notice my handle I go by on here is Phoenix Malakai. I took Malakai from a distortion of Malakim, which according to a French RPG I used to play is one of the choirs of angels. The malakim as the ones that God sends out as his mighty vengeance against evil. They are the only angels that are permitted to kill to get their jobs done, whereas other angels can only kill demons. The malakim wear black wings, and are the only angels that have never had one of their choir fall from grace and become on of the many ranks of demons in Hell. I always thought that Malakim's would be serious bad asses, taking no crap from anyone except god. God sent them to each to punish the sinner's, and that's what they do, no matter who or what gets in the way of that ideal. So maybe when I get the time I'll start jotting some short hand notes on that project. Anyway time for lunch I have to send my mom and email apologizing that I missed her B-day AGAIN :( I suck. Anyway Try not to feed the stupid people, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 10,August,2004 | I hate alarms, especially when they fail in their purpose. lately it seems as though my alarm is refusing to awaken me, I'm not sure whether this is because I am way beyond tired to the point I don't acknowledge the existance of the Blaring Country music, or that the machine itself is failing to respond. Today I woke up at 10:50, 10 minutes before my shift. I dare you to try to get a 2yr old changed and dressed, a lady dressed and appropriately prepped for work, and drive 5 minutes to work, in 10 minutes. that gives all the things that need done 5 minutes to get accomplished. Frankly this worries me. I do not want to lose my job, it is not the finest job, but it's better than a lot of jobs I can think of. Tonight I'm going to take a nap when I get home I think, and then after that, I'm gonna go to bed early tonight, and I'm gonna tweak with the alarm such that I hope above all hopes that it does not fail me again. I also hope that my bosses realize that after 2 years of service to the company it is not my intention to come in late, nor is it my intention to put myself in a hazardous position to my career. Also of note, Yesterday I began my attempts to Overclock my AMD 2400XP, Results have been okay so far. I've started making only small increments as this is my first try, and well I don't want to burn my processor to death. I stepped the Processor from 130mhz FSB which is what it was running at(about 1950mhz proc speed) to 135FSB(2045mhz Proc Speed) and adjusted the voltage by .25 volts. There was a noticable jump in temperature from what was a 58c temperature to a 61c base running temperature. Temperature at full activity now climbs but stays stable around 66c with no lock ups or crashing. I've been running Prime95 a Prime Number finder application that peaks processor at 100% usage, which means it should reflect what maximum system temp should be at full operation. I ran this test for 4 hours to prove whether or not it was reliable. I've also come to the conclusion that the stock Fan for the AMD is crap, and a more premium cooler needs to be purchased for future overclocking, so I'll be researching this to determine what it is I'm gonna use. Stay tuned! Try not to feed the stupid people, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 08,August,2004 | mood: bored, tired Well, I've been at work for an hour and ten minutes so far, and not one single caller has reached my headset, I'm beginning to wonder if there is a problem. Course if I report it that'll just mean that I will have work to do, but sometimes that's a good thing. Work on my projects has been nullified by the need to play more EQ, I admit that my goals outside of EQ are not making much headway, and I need to dedicate at least some part of one day to doing this great work. I'm tempted to do a little tonight, just to appease my need to create. I still wish I could bring my laptop to work as I used to, and that the laptop even worked. Heck if the laptop even worked I could probably do my writing and play EQ, crazy isn't it? but there's sometimes enough down time to write a document or two in the greater scheme. There are things that need doing, and with proper planning they can be done. I'm going to spend an hour on my projects tonight, dedicate a little time to them, before I touch that demonic thing that is EQ. Heck I've even been neglecting these blogs, but that's not EQ's fault, because I don't have EQ at work. It's work's fault for keeping me too busy to write. Also today I have to pick a surname for my necromancer, I'm going to dig through some online stuff until I find something that fits. Try not to feed the stupid people, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | There comes a time in everyone’s life when decisions have to be made and followed. I am not talking about minor ones like ‘what to eat for dinner’ or even ‘how I wipe my butt.’ I am speaking of pro and con decagons, such as ‘be late for work or play games’ or more importantly ‘Money or EQ.’ Those are the hard decisions of life. The decisions that define who you are and your lot in life. Play EQ, be late for work, lose job, no money and then, utterly no EQ. The small change to the decision such as play for ‘X’ amount of time and then go to bed is just beyond us. We get online after kid goes to bed and we just play. We get so engulfed within the game that even though we are less than a yell apart we don’t talk we /tell each other. “/tell Ziggur how are you today?” We wait to the very last minute to go to the bathroom and we do the dance to the toilet letting it flow. We wait till we are dehydrated or until we see the other already up and dehydrated to get another pop. I personally have come to the utter in geekness. To such a degree that I can’t stand being myself. I dream of EQ, I can’t wait to go home to play EQ. Even at work I think in EQ. When I want to laugh my mind spits out ‘LOL’. There was one time yesterday that I even laughed the letters of LOL in my laugh. Humiliating. When I get mad at a computer my mind say ‘WTF yo?’ When I am speaking with coworkers my mind says ‘/g.’ There comes a time in every girl’s life that she just has to put down EQ. Will I be strong enough? Probably not. Will I even try? Probably not. However the first step is just admitting it. I have completed the first step now and am quite proud of myself and also satisfied. Ackron – Ziggur! Wait for Backup!! |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 05,August,2004 | Mood: happy and hopped up on caffeine I woke up today at 10:15am, I thought today was Wednesday, my regular 11am to 7pm shift. Turned out today was not in fact Wednesday, which Akcron so lovingly pointed out, but Thursday! my 10-6 shift! this has been the 3rd or fourth time in this week that I've been late to work, I kinda dread the paperwork that would be imposed by my company for this. Now sometimes they do not catch these things, and I may get lucky enough not to see paperwork, but needless to say something needs to change in my house and I need to turn over a new leaf of coming in on time everyday. that and I need to remember what day it is before I set my alarm. Anyway, work hasn't been too hectic today, but getting up the energy to write my blogs has been an effort lately, hopefully I'll be able to catch them up tomorrow while I'm off. Look for more as it happens. I'll probably also start on my Website project this weekend, I've got some preliminary site designs in mind, but I'm just learning CSS, so it may take some time to iron out all the cross-compatibility wrinkles. Try not to feed the stupid people, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 04,August,2004 | Mood: tired, self-loathing Gah! can't believe how long it's been since I posted an update. well, turns out the AC got fixed and I didn't go to my father in laws as expected that weekend, and it's all been downhill from there. staying up WAY too late, and getting to work the same. Bad bad eq, been staying up till 4am most nights just to play. setting up a more restrictive 2-3am clause on my eq'ing. hopefully this will tame the problems with sleep and getting up in time to perform the functions required to make sufficient income. I was restricted earlier today from viewing non-work related sites since we had clients coming into the office. So I read a lot of my Platinum Edition Que HTML Bible, I say bible because this book is so huge you'd swear it was the old testament. Anyway, I learned a lot of Sweet stuff about CSS, XML, and DTD's, which is what I plan on using for the bulk of my site, also found a handy Javascript file to work around IE browser's inherent flaws. Which brings me to my next conclusion. I hate IE, it's always behind the standards of other browsers. CSS2 is supported by most Netscape knockoffs, but not fully by IE, who claims to be fairly compliant with W3C standards. The thing that was ticking me off is something called Fixed. it's a property in CSS that let's you create content that hovers at the same place on the screen even when scrolling, and is handy for putting useful links on a page, that way people will not have to scroll to the tip top of the page to make use of your links or other content. I plan on writing a Flash menu for the left hand part of my site, which will be fixed, thanks to that javascript file. this menu will allow easy access to a lot of content without having to put a million links on any one page. condense the links, create more white space for content. that's what it's all about. Anyway, that's the thoughts for the day. Also going to work on making CDF files for my blogs so people who use internet exploiter can check updates on the blog site regularly. pretty handy I think. Try not to feed the stupid people, Phoenix |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 30,June,2004 | When I woke from camp at the base of Kelethin(I rarely enjoy going into it, the height will give a dwarf's heart a flutter), I made my way to the Plane of Knowledge to meet up with the lovely cleric Akcron. When I arrived in Plane of Knowledge I went to the infamous Delly Tree(the Iksar's favorite camping spot) and waited, it turns out the Cleric was off gathering supplies. While I found my good friend Konath, the Vah Shir Warrior who I trust the most to stand by my side in battle. Once we met up we went over to the bank to see if there was any nice people giving any powerful strength and health boosting spells. There was not, so I focused my own divine powers to Guard and fill my friends with Daring. When we all finally got together we made our way to Gunthak, I attempted to find an easy way to the vile shore, but I could not find any other way than to swim. Making a perfect 360 rotational dive into the water, I began swimming for the shores from the lighthouse. Konath was very close behind, though Akcron, bless her soul could not swim very well, and thus almost drown in the sea. Konath eventually reminded my of a folly I had made attempting to go west to the shore, it was south that I needed to go! so turning myself around we eventually made it to the corrupted wastes of Gunthak Beach. Gunthak beach for everyone's information is a beach filled with terrible undead things, zombies, and skeletons, all the lost souls of those who have wrecked their boats against the rocky shores. I immediately called upon the power of Rodcet Nife to assist me in removing the undead presence from the beach. and he answered my call. It seemed with almost every fourth attack I made on the vile creatures they would scream in agony as the evil power that held them to this world was being torn from them. They all died relatively quickly. I am also thankful that I brought my Hammer of Silent Screams with me, as it's aura closes my wounds, this ability was further enhanced when my closest brother at arms arrived, Kretais showed up on his Drogmar. I congratulated him on the purchase of his steed, and he proceeded to enhance us and make us invisible with his spells. We then made the run to Dulak, a place of pirates and vagabonds. When we arrived Kretais marched forward in search of a place to safely assualt the enemy. While this happened a dark elf assualted us as we were not invisible at that time(we had lost it to the giant mushrooms of Gunthak) we swiftly dispatched the dark elf, and I took the dark elf parts, pulled my spit out, and roasted Konath a couple of blackened Tier'Dal steaks to munch on during battle. I love making food out of my enemies, it produces a kind of satisfaction that cannot be had any other way. Minutes later, someone had lost their invisibility and was running right for us with many enemies on their backsides. So we quickly ran away to avoid being run over by this assualt. When we returned to Gunthak I assisted the young lady with Daring, and placed a Guard upon her skin. She thanked me profusely and got invisibility back and ran back into the fray. We too ran back into Dulak, then we returned to invisibility, and made our way to the stormwind, a pirate ship docked at Dulak. we proceeded to kill Ogre and Dark Elf vagabonds until it seemed as if the Pirates had placed a sleeping curse upon me, for my strength faltered, and I could barely keep my eyes open. I informed my allies of my plight and they sent messages to their friends that they would require a druid to assist us out of Dulak. Eventually as we continued to fight, our Fine druid made her way to the ship. the druid, whose name I have forgotten the spelling of, then called upon the power of nature to sweep us back to the plane of knowledge. When we returned to Plane of Knowledge, our fair Akcron who had been collecting the valuables off the corpses of our fallen enemies, sold them to the vendors inside the Plane of Knowledge, and returned to us with 75 platinum! a very fine day of battle it was. I put the platinum in the bank, headed to the bazaar, set up my shop to sell some velium I had acquired recently, and fell asleep. It was a good day, and a productive day. If we may ever meet, may it be as brothers, and not as enemies, Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 29,June,2004 | It is here that I shall tell my tales for all to see, the escapades of Ziggur Rathebringer 40th season Paladin of Brell. I have made many adventures already, so I'll tell you a little bit of my history here to catch you up to current days events. I began my life on Norrath by my father Krellon Steelswinger, and my mother Adilyne Potter. They raised me in the traditions of our great people, the mighty dwarves of Faydwer. I always had great pride in my people, the efforts that we make each day so that others may use our ore from the rich butcherblock mountain range. I didn't have much experience with outsiders in my youth, as they were often travellers who would arrive to simply buy goods, drink at the tavern, and be safe from the wandering hordes of evil outside our safe underground city. One day I happen to be wandering by the tavern, when I heard someone speaking ill of the Irontoes! these people are some of our most heralded heroes! I became so enraged with the comments by this human that I jumped at him, kicking him squarely in the nose. The constabulary eventually took us both away, and I was handed over to my parents. My parents in their wisdom decided I needed some discipline, as I was going to be grown up soon, and I would need to learn the skills to survive. Given my strong fondness for my people my parents figured the best place for me was with the clergy. I spent the remaining years of my childhood with the clergy learning all that was the glory of Brell, our creator. I learned quite a bit about the world, including that the gnomes were related to us and lived in the mountains of Steamfont. I decided one day that I should meet these folk, for I had only seen a handful coming into our city. I also learned the ways of chivarly and the sword, once I had matured and passed the rights of initiation, I became a paladin! The road was hard and long, but I had begun the walk toward great deeds! The first great deed I had was to acquire bone chips for one of the fellow paladins, this was to prevent the evil necromancers from using them to reawaken the dead. I spent much time hunting these skeletons. Eventually I had proven worthy enough to be taught the secret of crafting underfoot defenders platemail armor. At last I could dress in armor consecrated by my god. I worked hard towards that goal, and made quite a few pieces. It was while this was happening when I happened across a Wizard. The wizard had come to me with an offer to join together to fight against the evil. I agreed and learned the wizards name was Gerillion. He was a human, and one of the nicest ones I had met for a long time. We hunted for quite some time, and he gave me some things that his monk friend had no use for any longer. I thanked him for this gift. It was grand indeed. During our days of combat against the evil hordes, Gerillion made mention to me that he knew of a guild of adventurers that might be interested in our service. It was at this time that I met Deltree, a ghastly Iksar, one of the most evil living things in all creation, however I came to learn that Deltree was indeed one of the few Iksar that had repented the evils of his ancestry, and has in fact proven himself throughout norrath to be kind to all goodly people. he invited us into the Call of Honour, a guild who is very selective as to who joins with them. I was honoured, and I vowed my blade to their assistance at any time. It was after this that I began to hunt the vile Crushbone Orcs, who had been attacking our wood elf neighbors relentlessly. Deltree came to my aide with his powerful magic many times there. I had decided to also follow Gerillion to his hometown of Freeport, there I found out about the Temple of Truth, and the servants of Truth, the paladins of Freeport. As it turns out the Freeport paladins had been working hard to rout the evils from freeport, one of them being the corrupted militia. I offered my assistance, and helped them deliver a message to a spy inside the militia, only to find they deemed me unfit for further duty unless I could prove my worth. So I spent time delivering messages for the bards of antonica, which was slowly proving my worth to the temple. However on one fateful day, I decided to step foot in Kithicor forest to deliver a message to Highkeep, when in I died deep inside the pass. Recorporated in the Plane of Knowledge, I asked for assistance to extract my body. Gerillion and I watched as my corpse was brought to me from none other than Deltree. Again he had saved me countless hours of struggle. I thanked him and went on my way. Eventually I lost communication with Gerillion, but had joined another elite group of adventurers in the lands of Norrath, the Wayfarer's, they thought I was worthy enough to begin working for them, and it was at this point that I have met one of my best friends on norrath. A Vah Shir named Kretais. Kretais helped me in the very first Lost Dungeon I was sent to explore by the wayfarer's, and we had a blast. We had so much fun we continued to spelunk the dungeons in search for finer weapons, and to crush the evil within. It was also around this time that I had finally visited my relatives, the Gnomes in Steamfont. I was instantly entranced by a Cleric of Brell, named Akcron Mercaii, I immediately got her into the guild, for her diving healing powers were strong, and I knew the moment I had joined up with her, that she would assist us for years to come. Since then I've also met a Vah Shir named Konath, who has been helpful and is good with a sword. we adventure regularly together though we must strengthen our cleric against the hearty forces of the dungeons before she can step foot in them with us. For the wayfarer's are very wise, and know whether a dungeon is too dangerous for one of their members. It would also turn out that I have become known for a interesting style of baiting the enemy into our ambush. My friends refer to this as a 'Ziggur Pull' which by definition, is just the right amount of enemies to barely escape death. I rarely pull too many to be dealt with, but when I do, I am certain to try my hardest to save the rest of the group. These have been the adventures of Ziggur Rathebringer, this is my story, now you know my past. you shall hear more as my adventure continues. If we ever shall meet may it be as brothers, and not as enemies, Ziggur RatheBringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 26,July,2004 | I awoke Saturday in peaceful Plane of Knowledge, fully prepared to engage the Mistmoore Catacombs anew, however when I went to the bank to get enhancements from the kind people casting them on everyone in the area, I met a fellow guild member Jael, a beastlord. She gave me some of her enhancements as well, we hugged, and she took off. Meanwhile I began to hear murmurings of activity from our Guild, and it sounded like they were on a quest, and all of them were within my experience. I asked them if they had space for a paladin, and they said they had one space left. I jumped at it, and ran to Gunthak. In Gunthak I received more enhancement and then invisibility, so we could run past all the man eating plants in the tunnels towards Dulak. Today, we were to assualt the Mines of Torgiran. We went to find Teeo's, our ranger, Sharpened Mining Pick. We spent a lot of time in those mines with Rmdir, Jael, Vyoletta, Teeo, and Kary. No Pick ever did show, Rmdir eventually had to setup camp, and we wished him fare well. Aminea then joined our group, with his mighty 'puppy' a Gigantic Grizzly Bear. and we proceeded to kill the miners who were lost to mental instability, and rescued those miners who would fight the evil of the mines. we killed many Guards as well, and eventually Vyoletta, Aminea, and Jael Left, and we picked up Qali, Dextrin an iksar monk, the first one I've ever met, and Wildlily. Qali did not stay long, and left eventually, and Jael returned. We fought a bit longer, then Dextrin left us. So we were short one person of a full group, so Akcron decided to come!, and so Jael Left and Qali returned, and Akcron was guided to Dulak by Lily, while the Ranger Teeo Camoflaged me and told me to run like the dickens. I ran all the way to zone, as Teeo said often his camoflage would fail. It suprisingly held fast on me. and I made it all the way to the entrance of Gunthak, and waited for the others. Teeo was not as lucky, as he attempted to camoflage himself, it kept failing him, and he accidently snared himself. Once he was snared, his Camoflage held, and he began to slowly crawl to us, dragging his feet due to the snare spell. Camoflage eventually dropped, and Teeo died. I mourned his loss, but Akcron resurrected him. We then made way to the docks, to kill dock hands in attempts to find a black medallion that was lost out in Dulak for Millius Darkwater. So I start baiting everything I can find, and things are going so well Akcron gets her pouty face on showing me her boredom. So I decide to give her and myself a work out, and perform what many refer to as the Ziggur Pull. I taunted 3 Treasure Sorters from their tables inside the warehouse, and ran back for the group. When I got there, 3 more arrived. I was in shock, but kept trying to keep track of all the enemies and keep them focused on me. Akcron started to scream in panic, and I setup to lay my hands on her wounds, but she died before I got there. I mourned for her, but kept fighting, while the Enchanter Qali attempted to stave off the enemies with her mesmerizing spells. That also failed, and she began to yell out in pain, I ran across to her, but she too was dead before I could lay hands. Without an Enchanter and a Cleric, I was naked as a newborn baby dwarf. I took as much of the damage as I could, before Brell took me from the fight, placing me back inside Plane of Knowledge. Suprisingly I discovered the Druid Lily, the Shadowknight Kary, and the Ranger Teeo both did not die. the Druid apparently shielded them and killed off the additional trolls. I found out later that the Ranger Teeo had also decided to pull a few at the same time I had, and this lead to the overwhelming force. we all got drug to the entrance of dulak from gunthak, and Akcron was escorted to the bodies to resurrect. We then continued fighting, without our Ranger for he had to leave. After several hours of attempting to get my medallion from the dock hands, I decided it was best to leave and head for other tasks. I decided it was now the time to act against the nefarious Sir Lucan De'lere, Militia Leader of Freeport. He was turned away from the Truthbringer and had to be brought to justice. I summoned my greatest allies to my side, with exception of Ellektra and Akcron, for Ellektra was still sleeping, and Akcron promised another that she would assist him in the dungeons of Norrath. I called forth Feral Lord Deltree Sikholen, Konath Khaostar, Kretais, Vyoletta, and Shahlya to assist in this epic battle. Some were nervous that they would be hated by Freeport's militia forever, but I told them if they escaped to the commonlands in time, the guards would not notice their transgressions. We arrived in Freeport, and lined up near the passage to escape, we discussed the plan, and I put it forth, running into the militia hour, glaring menacingly at the foul Lucan, and I hit him with the Holy Might of Brell. As the holy blast erupted his flesh and stunned his mind, I ran, he gave chase as soon as he could, but by then, the spirit of wolf had carried me to the common lands. My allies then came up to lucan, who suprising to all of us, was all alone, Brother Jentry obviously quaking in his boots at the sight of a Holy Paladin of Brell. I returned from the commonlands, and began to strike the defenseless Lucan, pulling him closer and closer to the escape route before laying into him with everything brell has blessed me with. As lucan began to look deathly, I urged my allies to flee, while me and Shahlya continued to smash Lucan with our holy might. he fell, and in his place a Lich appeared! truly this man is the foulest of beings for he was truly dead inside. I summoned forth the holy power of Nife, imbuing my blade with retributive power against undead, and slayed him easily. No more would Lucan reign over the people of Freeport. I took his testimony that I would later need to give to the Truthbringers, in exchange for the Brilliant Sword of Faith. I thanked my allies, unfortunately Kretais did not escape the yard of Freeport in time, and is also hated by Freeport now. I apologized to him, and Kretais, Konath and I went to West Karana to slay bandits. The bandits were hated by the priests of life, and I knew that I would have to prove myself to brother hayle before he would relinquish the firey sword Soulfire to me. I slayed well over a hundred bandits and retrieved fifty of their sashes, which I turned into Chesgard inside Qeynos, he then thought highly of me, and so the next day I summoned forth my allies Akcron, Kretais, and Konath, and along the way, Allies I haven't seen in ages joined my crew, Arymist the Wizard, and Katheena the Paladin. I thanked them for coming, and we all went into Infected paw, into their dungeons, where I spoke to brother hayle. he thought warmly of me, and handed me my soulfire once I had given him my testimony, the glowing sword hilt, the brilliant sword of faith, and a note I received from him months before. I took it into my hands and my allies did cheer! I was proud that I had earned such a powerful weapon, a true symbol of divine force. I conscribed a Bard to sketch a portrait of me and my allies, once he finishes the color work on it, I shall place it in my journal here, to help me remember my friends who helped me on this quest. The rest of the night after I received soulfire I spent in Dulak, killing the armor smiths of the dastardly pirates. Soon I grew weary, and Arymist cast his portal spell to drag us across time and space to the Plane of Knowledge. Ah, I was home again, and there I rested for the night. With my final Prayer to Brell I spoke: Praise be to Vyoletta! A fine cleric who aided me in killing Sir Lucan Praise be to Deltree! his fierce blows did strike fear in Lucan Praise be to Shahlya! a fellow Paladin who helped bring Lucan to Justice Praise be to Kretais! my dearest friend, always there when I need him Praise be to Konath! his mighty strength helped fell the Mighty Lucan Praise be to Arymist! who's Portals saved us in travel, and who's spells destroy evil Praise be to Katheena! Whose strength assisted me and reaching Brother Hayle Praise be to Akcron! the Gnomish Cleric, and Love of my life If ever shall we meet, may it be as brothers, and not as enemies Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 20,July,2004 | This weekend Akcron, my trusted compatriot could not join me on my adventures, claiming something about a Gnomish Family reunion, I shudder to think. So I decided in her absence I would seek to make new allies in the Wayfarer's Brotherhood, and I met quite a few during my weekend long siege of the foul undead castle of mistmoore and it's dungeons. I met Hits It, another Gnome, and a roguish fellow, with a penchant for using masks of illusion to disguise himself, often times as a hated iksar. And Masri, another female Cleric, who lays down the holy smiting as much as she heals. I entered a total of 7 or more Mistmoore catacombs and crypts, slaying undead and I must say these crypts never empty! I seems as though more and more undead are created each day, and there is nothing we can do about it. Seems almost hopeless. Luckily the fellow Dwarf Vaun in the Wayfarer's camp has been passing me information about a brood war between different clans of Mistmoore vampires. I might someday be able to use this against the vile beasts. Time will have to tell. Unfortunately combat this weekend seemed to blur together, as each battle seemed much like the last, otherwise I would give you more details. The blessings of Virtue and Protection of the Nine now adhere to me, and those blessings make me more powerful than ever before. Look for many more fierce battles as I begin to hunt the Planes outside of Norrath. |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 14,July,2004 | Last night when I woke, I was immediately invited to attend a raid against one of the dragons I have to slay in order to acquire a torn book that she holds. The Lady Vox. That same even Ice Dragon who I spoke of recently. I decided to attend, despite the fact that Akcron could not attend. I was more than a little worried that without my cleric, I may be doomed to die. This would turn out to be a logical fear. When I arrived, Kretais and Ellektra were already there, and Konath was on his way. I nearly died getting lost in the ice goblins lair. But I made it and healed up. While we were plotting and waiting for more to attend our Raid, some foolish warrior probably went in to peek and see if Lady Vox was even home. Well she was, and immediately set to killing everyone, I screamed in terror, which is very unlike me and ran away, she must have put a spell on most of us, for a majority of us were running away.I died when I came back to assist those still living to kill her. Unfortunately it was I who died in doing so. Luckily we had a ton of clerics on hand and a person there specifically for dragging bodies, we got resurrected, and continued our plans. Unfortunately one of our elder saviors had a pet who had found lady vox and was attacking her, while she was caught on the walls of her lair. I sat down seeing as there was no sign that Vox would be back to kill me again in a while, and I was recovering from the resurrection. That's when it happened, while I was sitting an a ridge, I get knocked in the side and stand up, look over and there's lady Vox again, looking very upset at me, so I run, with the rest of the crew hoping to find safety as I was the youngest of the adventurers there. when I got into a corner, she stopped hitting me, and I felt reasonably safe that someone else was now keeping Lady Vox's attention. This was not the case, because as soon as I rounded the corner, I was slain by her again. I got another Resurrection, and finally, we began to organize the raid, and our leader of this charge gave us all instructions, and he was a fine leader, for he knew exactly what we would need to survive, and how quickly things must be done. Unfortunately the elder's were casting spells that only people who have been around for 46 seasons or more could receive. I had not yet hit that mark, and thus I was nearly naked of enhancement. I got some dexterity from Kretais and I used my own paladin enhancements, but they pale in comparison to clerical enhancements. Luckily during the assualt on Vox, I did not die. She did manage to incite fear in me once, but I returned quickly and aided in the elimination of her. The sad thing is, she did not drop the book that I had been looking for. However I did meet a man who claims he has several books from her, and will give me one when I am ready. I wrote down his name to not forget it, and will contact him when I have the other pieces of the book of scale. We all took sketches of us standing in front of lady vox's corpse, and it was a good day. I took a teleport with a druid to the nexus and made camp in the Plane of Knowledge as I like to do. it was a great adventure, I just wish I could've claimed the book as my own. Perhaps Nagafen or the dragon of Skyfire might be more inclined to drop their half of my book. If ever shall we meet may it be as brothers, and not as enemies, Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 12,July,2004 | I got water all over the last page I've written, and lost all of the hard work I had writing it, guess that's what I get for brewing ale while writing. The day following the raids on dulak, I met up with Kretais and Konath, they were going to go to Dulak again. I agreed as I knew the place well by now, but they said they had some shopping to attend to and meet back up with them later tonight. I made my way to south ro, for I had heard that there was an ancient cyclops that sometimes roams through that area, and that he has a ring that I could use. When I made it out to South Ro, there was already a necromancer outside slaying younger undead. He asked me if I saw any Giants to let him know I told him sure, and he asked whether or not I was looking for anything in paticular, I told him I was looking for the ancient cyclops, and he said he was as well. I told him that since he was here longer he will get the prize. He wished me luck in attaining the cyclops as well, and I did the same, but by then Kretais had finished his shopping and decided that we should do a Dungeon adventure. I met them at the Butcherblock Wayfarers camp. And learned we had a couple more on the way. We picked up a shadowknight whom I have forgotten the name, Rmdir, the 2nd Iksar I've ever really trusted, with an interesting style about him. And Jkaisi, a Vah Shir Beastlord. We made our preparations, I blessed my weapon with the power of rodcet nife, and we went into the Mistmoore Dungeons looking for Gargoyle Claws. About halfway through the fighting the casters were low on mana, and so Konath tried plying his mana-sticks, a trick I've seen Konath do a couple of times. Rmdir was shocked that a warrior would be carrying sticks of mana in his pack, and began to question what they were made of. Never being one to let a trick fall short, as brell does like jokes from time to time, I told him they were made of crushed up manastones. Rmdir's eyes got even wider, and Konath then nearly struck me dead with his next sentence 'two words... litter box' I laughed so heartily that I think Brell could hear us. We continued on and easily dispatched the dungeon, getting all of our items that we needed. We began our hunt for the leader of the dungeon, but then it was our time to leave the dungeon before it locked us in, and we did not find the leader of the dungeon's minions. When we returned to camp, 43 platinum was ours to be had from the gear the undead possessed. Our group left, and I waved farewell to Rmdir hoping to rejoin him again someday. I joined up with Akcron, a Paladin named Jas, Jkaisi again, and a Druid I believe. we entered another dungeon of Mistmoores, aimed at slaughtering 53 of the fiendish undead. Jas was in charge of baiting them to us, while I was the one who would pull the enemies off of her, and onto myself to swing at. We completed that dungeon quickly and nearly destroyed the entirety of the dungeon dwellers, but once again, it became time to leave before the gates of the dungeon swung shut and locked us in for the evening. After these battles I discovered that Kretais and Ellektra had placed themselves inside Karnor's Castle once again, and so I went to join them, Akcron thought we were hunting giants, but nay, we were to hunt more drolvarg's. Poor akcron has grown a phobia of Karnor's, and said that if she so much as faints that she will leave. I promised her that she would not fall not even once. and this promise was sealed with another cleric giving our group Temperence. I thanked that cleric, and we set off to kill many things. Eventually a necromancer arrived in the entrance of Karnor's and began killing himself a path to the middle of the front battlements. I shrugged and hoped that he would not make it harder for me to find quarry. Suddenly a Drolvarg Guardian made his way to post in front of the entrance bridge. I ran forward to attack, and in the distance, I saw the skeleton of that necromancer bearing his way towards us. I had engaged the enemy, and he stole our quarry! I was irate, if I were a berserker I would have been in a rage by then. but being a paladin has taught me how to soothe myself. I told the necromancer not to steal our Quarry from us and he said he apologized for he had set his skeleton against it at the same time we assualted it, and he apparently has no control over this beast, else he could have easily told it to come back to him. After that incident, Akcron and I decided to make way to the plane of knowledge to make camp. Kretais helped us get out, before returning to the new additions to his group, a warrior named Axes, and a bard whose name escapes me. It was a long night, but very productive. If ever shall we meet may it be as brothers, and not as enemies. Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 12,July,2004 | I awoke the next morning to the kicks from Konath and the sound of battle. I nudged my head out of my tent and asked him what was going on. He told me that he had gotten up earlier and as soon as he got out of his tent he was recruited into this group he was fighting with currently. So I pulled my armor on, and picked up the hammer of silent screams, and joined up with the merry band. Nobella was our cleric, on a white horse she could heal all of our wounds with one powerful spell. We also had an Ogre Warrior, whose name I don't recall, and a Dark Elf Shadowknight. It turns out we had room for another, so I sent word to Akcron to rise up and get herself to Dulak. She got her invisibility, and came running into the battle. Our shadowknight was very busy baiting many monsters, pulling more into our ambush right as we were killing off the last one he had baited. Eventually Nobella had to leave, and Akcron became main healer, she did a good job as always. We fought until Akcron grew weary, and she gated, and I once again went back to my tent in Dulak. When I came back later, I managed to find a group fighting along the entrance, told them I would be on my way, and unfortunately on my way to meet up with them, drew the armory guards who slayed me. when I rematerialized in South Ro, I immediately got a message back from the cleric of the group asking if I wanted a resurrection I agreed and allowed them to take my body to a safe place to resurrect me. After the resurrection I assisted them in slaying many entrance guards and what not, the money wasn't great, and the enemies were lacking in numbers, and my hammer craved more action, so I recommended that we go to my spot near the warehouses. We went, and we had a fun time, Once again we had a dark elf shadowknight, who was baiting, and with a little convincing, I got him to bait more once we almost had one finished, and we chain lured them to their deaths for a great long time. It seems as though the assualt on Dulak will never end. Eventually I got satisfied of fighting there, and decided to go home, my bags full of reclaimed pirate bounty, I got Spirit of Wolf from the Shaman of our group, and made a run for Gunthak. The run was dangerous, and became even more so when I hit the tide. I slowed down so much that the enemies I had chasing me caught up, and my body arrived in davey jone's locker. I rematerialized again in south ro and made way to Gunthak. After a short time, I found my body under the waves, reclaimed my gear, and swam to shore. Once I got to shore, I sold my bounty, and headed to PoK, by the tree, heaved a heavy sigh, and made camp in safety. If ever shall we meet may it be as brothers, and not as enemies, Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 11,July,2004 | When I broke camp with Akcron two nights ago, we got a message from Kretais to make our way to the Dreadlands for he found a good spot to hunt, and also got a message that Konath needed a resurrection near the entrance of the Dreadlands. Akcron went to assist Konath with the resurrection, while I went to the Bazaar and found Akcron some better equipment for her hands and feet. I bought Akcron 800 platinum worth of fine quality armor, and arrived back in Dreadlands to accompany them to the giant fort. Konath unfortunately did not have SoW, and Kretais was in trouble, being low on mana, and stuck in the Fort with no Melee assistance. I decided to leave Konath in the dust to make my way into the Fort, there was a lot of angry enemies to dodge, before I made it inside, and even once we arrived, the giants were very angry and in large number, we nearly lost our lives if not for the assistance of Akcron and her healing. We eventually settled in and I received the necessary buffs to keep my abilities sharp, and my trusty Hammer of Silent Screams awake with healing power. We took out quite a few angry Giants while there, and picked up a Beastlord Jaggur Meister for a short time. Eventually he had to leave, Konath had left to hand in a piece of his epic to someone, so we decided it might be best to head out to Permafrost to help Konath further his pursuit to his epic. We arrived in Everfrost Peaks, fought off some orcs and pumas. and eventually entered Permafrost. The goblins were unprepared for battle, not that goblins have much in the way of brains to plan a decent defense. We slaughtered them for quite some time, and Akcron, seeing no real need for her talents, gated and camped for the evening. While we camped a ritual site for the wizards of the Goblin horde. Kretais had called for a druid to assist us with tracking and killing the goblins, and eventually we got the frozen heart we were looking for. After destroying the Goblins, we made our way deeper into Permafrost to assualt the Ice Giants, we killed several before we found one that had the block of permafrost we needed. It was here that I learned that these Goblins and Ice Giants worked for 'the ice witch' also known as Lady Vox! Lady Vox is a dragon, and one that I must kill in an attempt to retreive the portion of a book I need to strengthen soulfire once I have completed that item. We decided tonight was not the night to assualt the Ice Witch, so we heading out via the Druid teleporting us to the Nexus. After the teleport Kretais made camp, and Reiahla left us as well. Konath and I being the sole members of the group left, attempted to find someone willing to spelunk the Dungeons of Norrath, but no one was to be found. So we setup, and made a dash for Dulak, while the buffs Kretais applied still held. we made it quite easily, but the fight to find a safe spot to battle was more difficult. I imagined it would be easiest to go toward the docks, then across to the warehouses. we fought our way to the docks, and nearly died in doing so, my hammer was helping, and Konath had bandages and was doing a reasonable job of patching me up after battle. eventually I got enough mana to cast my soothing spell, and I began to slowing manuever and soothe our way past the dock workers. I spotted a Dock guard and began casting my soothe, my soothe did not hold on him, I could tell by his glare from that distance, so me and Konath began backing up quickly, until the guard stopped at his post. I began to attempt to make a group of dock hands soothed, but the guard started walking again! I held my breath as me and Konath slammed against the wooden building behind us, Konath was good at sneaking and so made sure to make use of this skill while we held still against that building, not breathing. It seemed like forever before he began to take off, but he did, and so did the other guard that showed up a bit later. we safely made our way to the warehouse, I felt as though my sturdy stature could not hold my jumping heart! but we made it, and met up eventually with a cleric, and a few others began to join our group. We fought valiantly, and I grew stronger in doing so, we ended up with many treasures that night, and eventually Konath had to pack it in for the night. I understood, and so we both made camp that night in Dulak. If ever shall we meet may it be as Brothers, and not as Enemies, Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 08,July,2004 | I awoke in Karnor's Castle, right where I camped, and my friends notified me they were on their way. I awaited them, and Ellektra, Kretais, Konath(who we recently saved from Runnyeye, though I do not remember when we did that :( seems my dwarven mind is slipping), and a new compatriot, and member of the Call of Honour Elos arrived. We setup just as we had before, only without a Cleric for a short time(Akcron was still sleeping in at the time I believe.) we fought hard for a decent length of time before Akcron finally broke camp, and headed over to join us. As she joined us, another of our Guild, an Arch Convoker and one of the elders of the guild, was not otherwise occupied and said he would come down to give us a hand in the raid on Karnor's. That's when I decided I wanted to show Mordjan, the Arch-Convoker just how great our group was. Mordjan, had never seen my style of fighting, nor had he seen what my friends love to call a Ziggur Pull. Well eventually after a few warm ups, I managed to bait around seven or more Drolvargs and a few other things on top of us. Mord had a look of shock, as he said 'Damn!' while we went after the enemy and dealt them swift death. The Arch-Convoker even admitted that he had gotten frightened by the pull, and that he had eliminated one of our enemies, just for safety reasons. I felt a great deal of pride, seeing as Mord is such an experienced Arch-Convoker, that he has seen many things even I have not. I look forward to becoming as experienced as Mordjan, and grouping with him, so that he may get the benefit of my fast and heavy style of fighting. Eventually the ladies became tired, and decided to leave us, as did Konath. So it was just me and Kretais. It had been a while since it was just me and Kretais, but we decided to run off to Dulak, as we arrived in PoK Kretais began to recruit people for an assualt on Dulak Harbor, a place full of pirates and shifty types of people. We picked up MadCricket, and headed to the harbor. The run from Gunthak to Dulak has always gotten my heart to racing. It is like a decathalon, first you have to swim the gulf of gunthak from the lighthouse to the shore, then while dodging the undead shipmen who had crashed on the shores, you have to reach the tunnel, the tunnel is filled with man eating plants, sentient mushrooms, and infected drogmars as far as the eye can see, and if you are not invisible, you have quite the run ahead of you. We made the run successfully, though I took a wrong turn ended up in nadox before running the right way and arriving. When we arrived we took over a boat, the Storm, a hardy boat and one not to be controlled by the pirates. So we began to dispatch the pirates, the top decks were full when we arrived, and empty once we were through, we ended up having to wait for their reinforcements before we could find anything to fight on ship again. Eventually another person met up with us, whose name I forget. The new person told us of a location just as good as this one, but with better treasure and less downtime. So I took her up on her offer, and we ran our way to the Dulak Warehouses. When we got there, someone else was already there, and said he was hunting gems in a certain warehouse. We agreed not to bait his quarry out, and instead focus on our own. Eventually the other man, Paladin I believe left, and we had control of the warehouse's. When this happened Kretais summoned forth a Druid Reiahla, and a Cleric. we spent a great deal of time there, and I managed to get a large amount of valuables before calling it an evening. It was a fun evening, and once we were complete the Druid teleported us back to Plane of Knowledge, where I sold my goods, and made camp. Came out with over 100 platinum pieces after that battle. not bad for a night. If ever we meet may it be as Brothers, and not as Enemies, Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 08,July,2004 | Mental Note, remind myself never to place my journal in the bank, for interesting things always happen when you're without a way to write about them. Woke up in Plane of Knowledge Again(Thank Brell!) and was immediately greeted by my associates in battle Kretais, Katheena, Ellektra, and Akcron. After discussing things a bit, it was decided that Karnor's Castle might be the place for us to conduct battle. the Drolvarg's were a pretty mean sort of creature, looking kind of like Gnolls, only taller and stronger. So we all went. Upon arrival, Akcron got herself into trouble and promptly died. I had to resurrect her. One she had been resurrected, we went invisible, and made a mad dash for Karnor's. One thing to note, Drolvargs have sharp senses and can see through Invisability. When we got into Karnor's there were already a few people laying waste to the Drolvarg guards. After they saw our party, they moved further in, knowing we would handle the outer defenses. After we arrived, Katheena disappeared, I still have yet to figure out where she went. I mourn her loss if she has been taken by Brell to never return. We spent a great deal of time assualting the outside defenses, and on occassion I would bait the battlements from their posts to chase me into the throes of awaiting death. It was only toward the end that the unfortunate began to happen. Of course we had Ellektra with us, our enchanter who has a knack for dazing enemies so they do not attack us. Well we were doing a decent job, and I eventually bait a fair group of about 3 to 5 Drolvargs, and Ellektra is doing the best she can to hold the dazing effect up so we only have to deal with one of them at a time. Unfortunate for Akcron, and for the group, there was a Beastlord, I do not remember his name, but if I did I would curse it from here to Brell. he pulled even more monsters on us. Ellektra of course using her maximum ability to keep the enemies dazed, when the beastlord starts to kick random monsters, shaking them out of their dazed states and back onto me. Both myself and Akcron die in the resulting wave of death. I start heading back, with Akcron deftly behind me. unfortunately by the time we reached Karnor's Entrance, looking back, Akcron had gotten killed by the spiders protecting the entrance. I managed to resurrect both bodies of Akcron, and she Resurrected mine. and we attempted to continue battle. but With the Beastlord there pulling too much for himself and causing nothing but trouble to us. we decided to call it a night. Akcron gated, and I decided that I would stay behind. I setup camp in a wall of the castle. hoping not to be seen. I was successful. If I should ever meet that beastlord again, I hope he would be prepared to battle a Paladin of Brell, for he cost my allies greatly, and nobody harms my allies and gets away with it. If ever we meet may it be as Brothers, and not as Enemies. Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 08,July,2004 | I missed a day in my journal entry, but luckily my dwarven mind is sharp enough to remember what it is that took place that evening. Once again we decided to assualt the Lower Guk in attempts to destroy the Ghoul Arch Magi that we missed the night prior. So once again many of the familiar group assembled. Kretais was there, Ellektra was there, Katheena was there, Akcron was there, I was there, and two new additions to our team assembled Crucial, and Arymist a wizard who assisted me in obtaining a piece of the epic weapon SoulFire! we assembled near the Delly Tree in Plane of Knowledge, our Ally Kretais would not be able to stay with us for this battle, so he enchanted us with his mystical combat boosts and camped for the night. The rest of us, 3 paladins, a wizard, a enchanter and a cleric made way to the Innothule swamp as we had done the night prior. Luckily a majority of us were accustomed to the location, and we sped quickly down into Lower Guk. Arriving in lower guk we fought our way, with me leading the way into the lowest level. Knowing of the traps in the floors helped us today, though the wizard did find himself a trapdoor, so I took it down with him just in case he was going to be attacked by that vile gnome that I know hangs around inside that trap. Luckily, no evil gnomes hiding in the basement, and we began our way upstairs. I led the team over to the Ghoul Arch Magi which turns out a couple of people were already laying siege to, but they said they were doing it for sport, and we were doing it for a piece of a fabulous epic item for an Enchanter. The other group were interesting fellows, they said they were just trying to spend time with the undead frogloks, and they mentioned that these frogloks were a bunch of rascists attacking them for hanging around. I mentioned to them that perhaps if these frogloks were not undead, that they would receive a different response, and we all had a good chuckle. We spent a lot of time inside the Magi room, and we got a little bored, so they sent me out looking for more action. I managed to bait quite a few enemies outside the Magi room, using a secret passage to bring the undead into our ambush. We killed many of them before the Magi showed up, and upon assualting him, he did not have the robe upon him that we were looking for. Apparently we killed the wrong Magi, so we waited for the next Magi to arrive, while doing this, I charged forth, and found the Lord room, the same place I died the day prior. I asked the group if we wanted to challenge the Lord room. they agreed, and thus I baited the wizards and knights of the lord's antechamber into our Magi room, where we spent a great deal of time killing these undead off. We all had a good time, and were complimenting each other on our tactics, as another Magi appeared. We took some time in killing him off, but once again, no Robe. Wrong Magi again, and eventually our group decided it was time to leave for the evening, another night in, and another night without this robe. Arymist gathered us around, and opened a portal back to the plane of knowledge. we teleported out, and camped for the evening. The Next day, we didn't go back to Guk, instead we went to Karnor's Castle. More on that in the next entry. If we shall meet may it be as brothers, and not as enemies, Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 06,July,2004 | Last evening I awoke in the same place I camped, thank Brell for that. As I said earlier we had a mission plan, and we attempted half of what we set out to do. When I first got out of the camp, I found out my ally Kretais was busy in Skyfire battling some rather large hoards, I also found that Ellektra, our Enchanter was otherwise occupied as well. So my trusty Cleric companion Akcron and I made our way to Emerald Jungle, because we heard the hunt would be good there. Sometimes it's nice to just go somewhere on safari and hunt. when we arrived to the cliffs of Emerald Jungle, we found our way down the staircase into the jungle. The jungle was lush, and the animals were no where to be found. After some hunting I came across a large mosquito, called a Soulsipper by most. I ran forward and shot arrows at it, it chased me and I began to hit it with my hammer to fair effect. It was then that I realized the shouts of pain from Akcron, who was being pummeled by a gorilla. I attempted to taunt off the gorilla while providing my lay on hands to Akcron, but I wasn't fast enough, she fell dead before me, and I knew I was in trouble, running with all my might through the trees I was trying to find my way out of the jungle, but apparently I took a misstep, and was quickly killed by a reflective spirit. I found my body rematerialized at the soulbinder in Gunthak, and made my way back to Emerald Jungle to recovery our equipment. While this happened Akcron had met up with Ellektra and began mustering forces to assist, I made the decision that since Ellektra was now with us, we should head to Lower Guk once I rescued out items from the jungle. We agreed and I made my way deeper into the forest. I eventually found my body, removing most of my equipment from it so that I could use it against anything that got in the way of my recovering the body of Akcron. I found Akcron in the same place she had fallen, and I drug her body back while being assualted by 3 large mosquitos I eventually outran them, and found a quiet spot to cast my resurrection spell. Brell brought Akcron back to her corpse to recover her strength and equipment. I left her there in that safe place and returned into the jungle. I made it to my body fairly safely, after having gone too far on the cliffs and almost being eaten by leeches. Down stairs I managed to grab my body and return it to the safe spot I left akcron at, and she blessed my corpse with brell and I recovered my strength. after recovering our equipment Kretais had completed his Raid on Skyfire, and made way to meet us at the Grobb stone in the Plane of Knowledge. We returned slowly but surely to the Plane of Knowledge, and made our way to Innothule Swamp, home of the Frogloks. We had a new member of our group, another dwarf paladin named Katheena, she was upset for a man had mistreated her, but she turned that pain into strength as we went forth into battle. When we made it into Upper Guk we did not realize the Frogloks of Guk did not take kindly to our Enchanter, but then again, many people distrust Dark Elves, even I distrust them, though Ellektra has proven in battle her worth. the Frogloks of Guk began assualting our enchanter so I fought a few of them off, and we fought our way into the passageway into lower guk, where forbidden things have occured for quite some time. I found out that many of the lower guk denizens were undead, the foulest creatures on the entirety of Norrath. so I called upon the power of Rodcet Nife, and he imbued my hammer with the power of Life to slay these undead creations. and we continued on into Lower Guk. We almost got lost a few times, as Kretais said that we needed to go North, but his map was not very clear of this place. So I eventually found the lower level that did go north. came across a blood pool, I had a strange feeling in my beard that this was going to be trouble. Cautiously I attempted to walk around the pool of blood, as I had a feeling it may be a trap, well it turned out that the space around the pool was the trap, and I landed in a pit, assualted by a mean nasty gnome and his pet skeleton. A necromancer! worse than the undead themselves! by brell's beard I must destroy him. so I fought him, while my friends were all looking for me. Eventually Kretais found me then the rest, and we set out to dispatch this corrupted gnome. This gnome was no child of Brell for sure, and it seemed as if the battle would last forever as my hammer kept missing it's mark. Knowing how poor I am with blunt weapons, I always carry my two handed darkforge sword, so I switched to that, and began causing havoc, as blow after blow began to land on him, eventually he fell, and we rested for a bit. after a little rest Akcron and I went spelunking further into the area, following someone I had seen earlier moving north. When I got to the spot I had seen the man walk to, he had become a skeleton, I realized this is often what necromancers do, but I figured this Necromancer was fighting other undead, and it is better to realize an enemy to be your ally, until he stops fighting your enemies, so I decided not to challenge this individual for his beliefs, and instead asked him if this was where the Arch Ghoul Magi was to be found. The Necromancer seemed to know who I was referring to, so he led me and Akcron back into another area, with a library and a cot, and said that this was where the foul Magi lived. he then took out one of the guards that was in the room, and took off. Meanwhile I was fighting off another of the guards and sent Akcron out to lead the group back to our location. they made it to my location, and after dispatching the guards, we setup camp inside the room. It took a long time for the magi to return, so I sat in the cauldron, ducking down so only my eyes made it over the lip of the cauldron, and teased the others that I was invulnerable inside the potted steel. they then further teased me by dropping various ingredients in with me, and talking about how tasty Dwarf Stew was. I played along and pulled out my garnish and spices, and poured a jug of sauces over my head. Then I began to pull out my wine from my pack, and began to drink. Claiming the whole time of course to be 'marinating' myself. everyone got a good chuckle, and began to laugh even harder when they started saying they couldn't understand me. I must say I have a weakness for the bottle, but I recover quickly and I have yet to meet a dwarf who couldn't drink and still fight. Akcron began telling me how she would help me get off this addiction. I told her it was no addiction, I just enjoyed the feeling. We hung out in the Magi's room for a great long while, and killed a few guards who returned to the room. but eventually our Vah Shir friend Kretais had stated that he grew weary of the battle, and that we should return home. I led the way out, only to find out I led too well, half of the group was not behind me, and as I turned around more undead frogloks attacked me, so I was fending them off while hunting for the others of our group. Well it turned out I began to hear Katheena grunt from the blows of battle, and I cried out asking where she was, she was in the trap that we fell in earlier. Now equiped with the power of levitation I floated down right as Katheena grew weak and was about to fall, and laid my hands upon her, rejuvenating her back to decent health. I told her to climb the ladder as I began to taunt the attackers away from her. Apparently brell blessed her, for she disappeared out of view of all for a time, such that the undead forgot she existed when she returned to view. After taunting the evil Gnome off of Katheena Akcron had been rooted by the vile corruption of Brell's creation. I couldn't get the Gnome off of Akcron sadly and she died. so I ran up the ladder and noticed the pained sounds of Ellektra running through the hall, I ran around trying to find her, only right as I found her and was about to cast my strongest healing spell, she collapsed dead. I could not find out ally Kretais anywhere either, we just all got lost and seperated, and that made us all dead. I tried to escape to the upper guk area, but I made a wrong turn, and my heart fell into my stomach when I wound up standing face to face with the Arch Ghoul Lord.the undead closed in behind me, and I fell dead. I learned later that Kretais was lucky and managed to gate out before being killed. Anyone who knows me, and knows paladins, we are knightly people, and I uphold the art of Chivalry, so when I heard that Katheena was all alone trapped inside Guk with no safe way out, I scrambled to assist, unfortunately being without my equipment I attempted to rely on my spells. I had made it down into lower guk, but I did not make it much farther than the entrance before I was slain yet again. By this time Kretais had assembled a fine group of rescuer's, they were a Warrior, a Wizard, and a Cleric. they ran in, made a path and began to resurrect us. They found one of my bodies without error, and once Akcron and Ellektra got resurrected they took their stuff, meditated and gated out. I however stayed behind for I was the last one resurrected and Kretais was lost as to where my corpse may have been. I guided the troops to the appropriate spot, using nothing but my summoned hammer of wrath and my halo of light to guide my way. Brell must've given me strength, not to mention the cleric's temperance because I marched ahead and managed to help the Warrior clear the path for our group. Eventually I met back up with Katheena, informing her that we were coming to pick up my body and that we were going to then teleport away together. she was happy that we had finally made it down to salvage her. The Warrior pulled my body out, they resurrected it, and we all ported away. Needless to say, it was a messy evening, and I have learned a very important lesson. when the group splinters and get's lost, there is no hope to survive, only through preserverence and close unity can a group survive against powerful enemies. I will always look behind me when leading the way, to ensure no one gets left behind. Tonight perhaps we shall return to that rotten place, and finally meet that arch magi. but now it's time for me to rest. If we meet may it be as brothers, and not as enemies, Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 05,July,2004 | Couple of nights ago I woke up in the East Commonlands, I remember clearly making camp near the tree at the bank in the plane of knowledge, for some reason the gods chose to move my camp whilst I was sleeping. I do not understand why this is, but I accept those things as the mysteries of life on Norrath. I also awoke and found my special compass I have acquired had been replaced with a very basic piece. I will have to forage for another later. I met Kretais and Akcron near the tree where I like to make camp. We gathered up and after receiving the blessings of wolf from Kretais we made our way to the Great Divide, for we had chosen to assist my honorable cousins the Coldain Dwarves of Froststone. We had decided to assualt the fortifications of the Ry'Gorr Orc Tribe. The assualt went fairly well, Kretais decided that he would bait the Ry'Gorr away from their posts so that we could assualt them away from their reinforcements, we spent some time doing this, and I was so happy assisting my icey brethren that I toasted our acheivements with red wine and ale. it was a good night, but eventually our resolve grew weary and it was once again time to camp, so back to the Plane of Knowledge we went, and I set up camp and rested. We have since discussed battle plans, and I have discovered an ally Konath has found himself stuck inside Runnyeye, so tonight we plan to assist him in escaping runnyeye, and once we have rescued our dear friend, we shall help our new Guildmember Ellektra with obtaining some of her pieces of an epic Enchantress item that she desires inside Lowest Guk. I hope our raids on these locations are successes, and we shall find out tonight. If we meet may it be as brothers, and not as enemies, Ziggur Rathebringer |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 01,July,2004 | Last night was rather slow, I started the day with making a run to HighHold Keep on bequest of my dear friend Riktolas Klawdriver, he had told me that an ally in battle had been slain and was awaiting a ressurection, I set out to do just that, he told me there was a cleric there already but she kept getting lost. So I trekked out there, only to find the corpse had already been handled. so another run out of HighHold Keep back to the plane of knowledge, and I was back to doing what I set out to do originally. I needed to work on my pottery, the wheel has so far mystified me, course I can now make the simple ceramic container with ease and skewers are even easier, but I decided to do something challenging and useful, the smoker. It took a while, and several prototypes before I even began to make fairly decent smokers. I had been doing this because I wanted to get better in tune with the art of pottery, so I could make the dye vials I would need to finish some gifts for my friend Sazlan. Eventually I felt confident enough to make the vials required. So off I went to Gunthak for supplies, once I got there, I spent 350 platinum on the material for 10 Prismatic Dyes, I went to the brewing barrel in Plane of Knowledge, and produced 10 Prismatic Dyes, then I walked to the pottery wheel, and made 6 Dye Vials. 4 of the vials either shattered or burned inside the kiln, I don't know what they make the unfired vials out of, but it smells atrocious, get's all over your clothing and hangs there for a good week. I took the finished vials I had back to the brew barrel and pours the dye into the vials. I now have 6 vials of prismatic dye. I gave them all to Sazlan, who used 3 of them, and will share them with my other friend Akcron. I must say that female Vah Shir have a way to tempt the strongest resolve. The Beauty of the Vah Shir is great, but whenever I get lost in looking at Sazlan, I think of Akcron, and snap out of it, before Akcron catches me looking and bonks me on my helmet. |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 18,August,2004 | Two nights ago I awoke from camp, and began my recent progress toward gaining enough favor from the Wayfarer's to acquire a powerful set of Plate Sleeves. I joined a powerful group to do a high risk adventure, and we succeeded, everyone disbanded the group and I awaited the return of a couple of my allies to start my own group for 1 more high risk adventure that would allow me to get the sleeves I desired. The group was a ranger Gwean, Disciple Tikob, Mystic Kretais, Cleric Akcron, Channeler Arymist, and myself. The group was slow to organize but once organized we had our Monk be the bait while I acted as tank pulling them off of the monk. After a few kills, we encountered a bat. I had forgotten how badly Bats hate light, and so I summoned forth a flash of light to blind the bat, who then proceeded to run in fear, and brought a large army of undead upon us. I died while ensuring others escaped, got resurrected, apologized for my error, and we continued. The monk then started pulling pairs of enemies, which were causing a lot of havoc, as they were dealing a lot of damage to us. Eventually poor Akcron died, then I died, and most of the party died. When our chances of completing our collection of materials for the wayfarers was at it's lowest, the Ranger Gwean left our group. We shall remember this and never group with him again. The loss of one of our front line fighters resulted in the odds being higher, and our resources being lower. We still kept our heads high and tried our hardest to succeed, but in the end, we failed to perform our task. we sulked out of the dungeon, licked our wounds, and camped for the night. Last night, upon waking from my slumber I head someone shouting in the Plane of Knowledge that a Nagafen raid was forming to slay the Fire Dragon. I accepted this call, and waited for others to join our band of adventurers. It soon became clear that raid leadership could not make up it's mind, many leaders bowed out of the position, and eventually as we made way to nagafen's lair, someone became leader and was not responding to our requests, so I requested leadership, but by then morale was so low that many of our raid disbanded from us and returned home, so many had left, that the raid was no longer survivable. I became Raid Leader, and decided that the raid was a dead horse, and there was no reason to kick it any longer. Made way back to the plane of knowledge and camped. I would like to congratulate my honored Friend Kretais, his elders of Shar Vahl have dubbed him worthy of the title Baron. I only hope that soon the dwarves take notice of my contributions and do the same for me. I would also like to congratulate my good wizardly friend Arymist on his being inducted into our special band of friends. Peace be with you, and the rest of Justice Eternal. Hopefully today's adventures turn out far better than any that have come before. I intend to investigate the Mistmoore catacombs, and attempt again to gain enough favor for the mighty armplates to replace my simple Acrylia Studded Leather I've been wearing for quite some time now. If ever shall we meet may it be as brothers, and not as enemies. Ziggur |
3,782,878 | male | 23 | Technology | Aquarius | 11,August,2004 | Two nights ago I woke from camp, and found Akcron peddling her Temperance inside the Plane of Knowledge, she said she was seeking an adventure, later while we were waiting for more people to join our adventuring party, an old friend Shimara arrived and wanted to also adventure. We joined together, not to do Mistmoore Dungeons, but instead the frightful Miragul Dungeons. I had only been there once before, and was not prepared for what was to happen. We arrived and picked up a ranger and a Shadowknight, and proceeded into battle inside Everfrost dungeons. The first few rooms of the dungeon were filled with spiders and bears. Easy enough for our team to handle. But as we grew further back, we ran across Magic wielding goblins. The room we originally encountered these nasty threats seemed a basic room, with 1 goblin in the middle, and a couple on the outskirts that seemed far enough away from the central goblin that I should be able to shoot and arrow at him and have him run my way. Being low on Divine Energy I could not pacify the others in the room. When I shot the goblin, all of the friends in that room proceeded to chase our party down. Our Druid attempted to evacuate us, but died while trying frantically to memorize the spell. then Akcron Died, and I decided it was best to beat a retreat. Most of us made it out alive. I ran back in to Rez Akcron, who then rezzed our Druid Shimara. We went and attempted again, since we had killed 3 of the beasts last time it seemed safer, so I began to pacify the room, but 2 spotted me on the side before I could pacify them, and they gave chase, again about 5 goblins mowed me down in seconds, and took the rest of the party. We were determined though, even with our Ranger ducking out on us, I died again later on in the dungeon as the mage's in the dungeon were powerful. We eventually overspent our safe time in the Dungeon without completing our tasks and left a failure. My Shaman friend Kretais swore not to go back there, but I told him that we should not let thse set backs prevent us from these endeavours. I suggested we go back for vengeance, when properly outfitted with a Enchanter to assist us. As I know Ellektra, the finest enchanter I've met, would easily have prevented all the carnage that took place. She is wise, and powerful, and we definitely appreciate it when she is with us. I laid down camp with a heavy head, and I only hope the next battle I go into, turns out better than the last. If ever shall we meet may it be as friends, and not as enemies, Ziggur |
3,894,338 | male | 24 | Science | Libra | 10,July,2004 | The rats do sleep at night The empty windows in the lonely wall gaped blue-red, full of the early evening sun. Dust clouds swept in between the steel bundled stone ruins. The desert or rubble dozed. He had his eyes closed. Suddenly, it became still darker. He noticed, that someone had come and now stood in front of him, dark, quiet. Now they have me! He though. But when he risked a quick look, all he saw were two poorly supported legs. They stood a little crooked in front of him, so that he could see in between and through them. He risked a small look up the pant legs and recognized an old man. He had a knife and a basket in his hand. And a little dirt on the tips of his fingers. You’re sleeping here then, huh? Asked the man and look down from above upon the mat of hair. Juergen looked between the legs of the man towards the sun and said: No, I’m not sleeping. I have to take care here. The man nodded: So, for that you have that big bundle there, well? Yes, answered Juergen and held the bundle tight to him. What are you watching out here for then? I can’t say that. He held the hands tight around the bundle. It’s money then, huh? The man set the basket down and wiped his knife on his pant legs back and forth. No, not money at all, said Juergen contemptibly. Something completely different. Yeah, what’s that then? I can’t say that. Something else even. Well, then don’t say it. Then I won’t tell you, of course, what I have here in the basket. The man stood with his foot upon the basket and clapped the knife closed. Pah, I can guess, what’s in the basket, offered Juergen dismissively. Rabbit food. O man, yes! Said the man in wonder, you’re a smart kid. How old are you then? Nine. Aha, think then, nine even. Then you know also, how much three times nine is, well? Clearly, said Juergen, and to win himself a little time, he said as well: That’s then very easy. And he looked through the legs of the man. Three times nine then? He asked once again, twenty seven. I knew that one right away. Correct, said the man, and I have just as many rabbits. Juergen’s mouth became round: twenty seven? You can take a look at them. Many of them are still young. Do you want to? I can’t really. I have to watch out here, said Juergen uncertainly. Always? Asked the man, nights also? Nights also, Always here. Always. Juergen looked up the crooked legs. Since Sunday already, he flustered. But you never go back to your house? You must still eat. Juergen lifted his bundle. Underneath lay half a bread and a metal box. You smoke? Asked the man, do you have a pipe? Juergen replaced the bundle tightly and said timidly: I pull. I don’t like pipes. Too bad, said the man and bent himself towards his basket, you could have looked at the rabbits quickly one time. Especially the young ones. Maybe you could have found one for yourself. But you can’t really go away from here. No, said Juergen sadly, no, no. The man took and raised the basket and righted himself. Well yes, when you must stay here – a shame. And he turned himself around. If you don’t betray me to anyone, said Juergen quickly, it’s because of the rats. The crooked legs cam a step back: Because of the rats? Yes, they eat of the dead. Of people. They live on it. Who said that? Our teacher. And you’re here to look after the rats? Asked the man. Not after the rats! And then he said very quietly: My brother, he’s lying there, namely underneath. There. Juergen pointed with his bundle on the walls that had sunk in toward each other. Our house got a bomb. Right away the light in the cellar went out. And he also. We called for a long time. He was much smaller than me. Just four. He must still be here. He’s much smaller than me. The man looked from above onto the mop of hair. But then he said suddenly: Yeah, did your teacher also tell you then, that the rats do sleep at night? No, flustered Juergen and looked at once very tired, he did not tell us that. Na, said the man, that’s a teacher then for you, if he doesn’t even know that. The rats do sleep at night. Nights you can simply go back home. They always sleep nights. When it gets dark, already. Juergen made small lines the in the dust with his bundle. Actual small beds there, he thought, all small beds. Then the man said (and his crooked legs became very animated): You know what? I have to quickly go now and feed my rabbits and when it’s dark, I’ll pick you up. Maybe I can bring you one. A small one, what do you think? Juergen made small lines in the dust. Actual small Rabbits. White, grey, white-grey. I don’t know, he said quietly and looked up at the crooked legs, if they really sleep at night. The man climbed over the remains of the wall into the street. Of course, he said from there, your teacher should pack it in, if he doesn’t even know something like that. Then Juergen stood up and asked: If I can get one? A white one maybe? I’ll will try, shouted the man already walking away, but you’ll have to wait here for a bit. I’ll go with you back home then, understand? I’ll have to tell you father, how to build a rabbit stall. Because, you must know that. Yes, shouted Juergen, I’ll wait. I have to watch out, until it’s dark. I’ll wait for sure. And he cried: We have planks at home also. Planks from boxes, he shouted. But the man didn’t hear that anymore. He ran with his crooked legs towards the sun. She was already red from the evening, and Juergen could see, how she looked through the legs, they were so crooked. And the basket swung excitedly to and fro. Rabbit food was inside. Green rabbit food, that was a little grey from the rubble. Wofgang Borchert English translation from the original German © Eugene Khaskin |
3,894,338 | male | 24 | Science | Libra | 10,July,2004 | My Pale Brother Nothing before had ever been as white as this snow. It was nearly blue from its own whiteness. Blue-green. So awe-inspiring white. The sun hardly ventured to show its yellow face in front of this snow. No Sunday morning had ever been as clean as this one. Only a bit further in the distance stood a dark-blue forest. But the snow was new and clean like the animal’s eye. No snow was ever before as white as the snow on this Sunday morning. No Sunday morning was ever as clean. The world, this snowy Sunday world, was laughing. But upon looking closer, somewhere a fleck could still be seen. It was a person, that lay in the snow, distorted, bent over his own stomach, in uniform. A bundle of lumps. A lumpy bundle of skin and bones and leather and substance. Sprinkled black-red with dried blood. Very dead hair, marionette-like dead. Crippled over, the last cry screamed into the snow, perhaps bellowed or maybe in prayer: A soldier. A fleck in the never before seen Snow-whiteness of the cleanest of all Sunday mornings. An ethos filled war painting, rich with nuance, an alluring suggestion for watercolor: blood and snow and sun. Cold cold snow with warm damp blood on top. And above everything our dear sun. Our dear sun. And she shines on a dead man, that screams out the unheard scream of all dead marionettes: The dumb, fearfully dumb scream! Which one of us, stand up pale Brother, oh, which one of us can sustain the dumb scream of the marionettes, when they are ripped off of their wires and lie stupidly distorted around the stage? Who, oh, which one of us can bear the dumb cries of the dead? Only the snow can bear it out, the icy snow. And the sun. Our dear sun. In front of the torn-off marionette stood one, that was still intact. Still functioned. In front of the dead soldier stood a living one. On this clean Sunday morning in the never before seen white snow, the standing man presented to the lying man the following fearfully dumb speech. Yes. Yes yes. Yes yes yes. Now we are all finished with your good spirits, my dear. With your eternal good moods. Now you are not speaking ever again, well? Now you’re not really laughing anymore ever again, well? If only your women knew, how pitiful you now look, my dear. You look completely pitiful without your good spirits. And in this stupid position. Why then did you anxiously pull your legs so close to your stomach? Ah I see, you got one in the guts. You’ve stained yourself with blood. Looks very unappetizing, my dear. You spotted your entire uniform by that. Looks like black ink spots. Thank god, that your broads can’t see this. You always handled yourself well with your uniform. Everything depended on the waist. When you became a corporal, you would only walk around in lacquered shoes. And they were shined for hours, when it was time to go into the city in the evenings. But now, you will never again go into the city. Your women will find others. Because now, you will go nowhere at all, understand? Never more, my dear. Never, never more. Now you are also never again going to laugh with your eternal good spirits. Now you are lying there, as if you could not even count to three. You can’t do that either. Can’t even once count to three. That’s very unbecoming, my dear, completely unbecoming. But it’s good this way, very good this way. Because you’ll never again say “My pale Brother Hanging Lid” to me. Now never again, my dear. From now on, never again. Never more, you. And the others will never again encourage you for it. The others will never again laugh at me, if you say “My pale Brother Hanging Lid” to me. This is worth a lot, do you know that? This is worth an entire mountain off my back, that I can say to you. They had, actually, tortured me already back in school. They had all set upon my like lice. Because my eye had a small defect and the lid hung downwards. And because my skin is so white. Like cheese. Our pale brother looks tired once again, they always said. And the girls all asked, if I’m already asleep. One of my eyes would always be half closed. Sleepy, they said, you, I was sleepy. I would like to know just once, which one of us is sleepy now. You or I, well? You or I? Who is now “My pale Brother Hanging Lid”? Well? Who then, my dear, you or I? Maybe it’s me? As the bunker door closed itself from behind, a dozen grey faces came from the corners towards him. One of them belonged to the staff-sergeant. Did you find him, Lieutenant, Sir? Asked the grey face and was fearfully grey during the question. Yes. By the pines. Gut shot. Should we pick him up? Yes. By the pines. Yes, naturally. He must be picked up. By the pines. The dozen grey faces vanished. The Lieutenant sat near the metal oven and deloused himself. Just like yesterday. Yesterday he had also deloused himself. But then someone should go to the Battalion. At best, the Lieutenant, he himself. As he put on his shirt, he listened. He heard shots. Never before had he heard such shooting. As the messenger ripped the door open once again, he saw the night. Never before had a night been so black, he thought. Corporal Heller sang. He was telling the story of a tour that involved his broads. And then Heller, with his eternal good spirits, said: Lieutenant, Sir, I would not go to the Battalion. I would first ask for doubled rations to make up for the shortfall. One can really play the Xylophone on their ribs. This is a tight spot for all of us, as you can see. Heller had said that. And in the dark they had all probably grinned. Und somebody had to go to the Battalion. Then he said: Yeah, Heller, cool your good spirits a little for once. And Heller said: Yes Sir. That was all. More was not said. Simply: Yes Sir. And then Heller went away. And then Heller didn’t come back. The Lieutenant pulled the shirt over his head. He heard, how outside they were coming back. The others. With Heller. He will never again say “My pale Brother Hanging Lid” to me, flustered the Lieutenant. From now on he will never say that to me again. A flea became caught between his thumbnails. A crack. The louse was dead. Slowly forming on the tip of his finger, was a small drop of blood. Wolfgang Borchert English translation from the German original © Eugene Khaskin |
3,901,058 | male | 15 | Student | Virgo | 22,July,2004 | for the past few days...things r working like magic, those sat course.... jeez 5/12 when i first started and 10/12 at the end of writing class...and..bittorrent..one movie had no seeds.. i asked mitsy so seed for me and suddenly is going fast =.=;; kinda magical ^^ well lots of strange thing happened too.... pop up attack of my friend.... not respondingness of my friend...had me worried if she is dead or..... alive XD _> well, kinda boring when friend r gone to sleep early... straight from eating oranges... =.=;; sigh....so boring...i talked to bronco... my old gf... and all sorts of ppl from school...they r boring ... promises....ahh i have to keep them.. my friends have to keep them too ...but sometimes...its really hard to do so...i dunno i am just bsing.. hmm choke on orange...orange accidents happens >_> ahhh i gotta stop thinking >_> i smell nightmare jya ne ja ne^^ ( mitsy told me ja ne my other friend told me jya ne) AHHHH |
3,901,058 | male | 15 | Student | Virgo | 16,July,2004 | sooo she ...came ....back.... my past love.... my past hatred....( mitsy ..if u r wondering..she is not the one who moved to canada) she was my gf... she is chinese... we broke up after 3 month... reason being...she was not as nice as she seems to be... i hope no one else i know turn out like that to me -.-v i hope... anyway...today.. she suddenly logged on msn... i was like O.O!!!... so i talked to her.... i said hi...she was normal..we talked for a while.. she seems to remember me really well....i guess wat is past is past... after we broke up... she disappeared....from the internet... from my middle school( i went on to high school... she went to different one..) i never bothered to call her... so she disappeared out of my life.... she is back now... not like i am gonna do anything about it... i talk to her today.... then tmr... i will leave her there again... ^^v back to my normal life... i dunno wat has gotten into me just now.. i typed 2 blog in 1 day...and this is the longest i had so far.... maybe i just felt like expressing myself... well sayonara ( mitsy u never told me how to spell this!!!!!) ~Leo |
3,901,058 | male | 15 | Student | Virgo | 13,July,2004 | well i finally finished summer school, got an A. muahahaha i get icecream -.-'' , now its the start of a new course, SAT preps....its boring -.-;;;; everything is.... mitsy spent one whole evening testing me over prefixes X.x ... she is being so nice -.-v thank u....i am memorizing vocab now... extreme usage of brain..my mom bitched at me again....o well... not like its unusual.. ja ne ~Leo |
3,901,058 | male | 15 | Student | Virgo | 13,July,2004 | i talked to my teacher about my grade...after serious calculation... i can still make an A! phew...but i think i have to make like 96 on the test tmr-.- tmr is final, wish me luck~ my site music is loading slow for me for some reason....dunno if it is for others too >. i am dling a movie rite now..called who r u O.o.... its about... some ppl going online crazy blah blah blah didn't watch it yet 90% rite now... study time @.@ ~Leo |
3,901,058 | male | 15 | Student | Virgo | 12,July,2004 | well i got some j pop mitsy help me chose out, sounds so cool -.-...today was kinda a bad day... i missed 1 question on the quiz...thus got an 80... sux....it was so hard. good thing is i pwn alex at b ball...and it was rainning too...:P i fall on my butt.. it hurts...summer school gonna be over in 2 days :D!!!! but i have SAT rite after ~.~... sux0r too...at least i don't have to get up that early...next year = my junior year...its gonna be...AP AP AP all way... i lost some pound this summer ~Leo |
3,901,058 | male | 15 | Student | Virgo | 11,July,2004 | so.... i was bored -.-... but no matter, i seen mitsy do it, and its quite interesting XD..so i will give it a try too. i am not a diary person so this is my first time doing such boring stuff :P o well off for a good start! ~Leo |
3,901,058 | male | 15 | Student | Virgo | 07,August,2004 | what does it take to love someone by Leo~ love, what does it takes to love someone? does it takes everyday care? does it take a rose between your lips? maybe it takes more than atrractiveness. maybe it takes time, and time alone. touching her? seeing her? or just communicating with her? but is that enough? not really.... not at all? if u can't feel her smooth lips if u can't comb your finger through her silky hair if u can't be close to her, to her heart, to the every beat it makes what do u got? nothing! love is immaterial u say? who knows.. maybe it is maybe all it takes is one sweet word one strong will.. one i love u swing by your ear and u shall be touched? completely enthralled? does it make u wanna pour yourself in me? ensconce on my chest as u dream? no? thought so.. is love a strong word? or is it so powerless that it doesn't mean nothing? u know wat it takes? then guide this charging arrow to where it should go. |
3,972,595 | female | 14 | indUnk | Scorpio | 31,July,2004 | Why can we be good friends but never get along Why do we fight but know what were fighting over I really do care about you but sometimes I wonder if you feel the same You seem like you hate me just by the things you say I dont understand why you get so mad what did i say to set you off Can I say something else to make this all better Why must you think i dont care and leave me alone to wonder I just keep thinking to myself Why is it always like this |
3,972,595 | female | 14 | indUnk | Scorpio | 25,July,2004 | My questions have needs they need to be answered Many people may say they know but the true answer they do not hold I know you think you have the answer but how can we know without the sorce This is something that means so much to me so it hurts to not know One day maybe my questions will be answered and I will know for sure But know it is time to ask myself Will I ever know? |
3,972,595 | female | 14 | indUnk | Scorpio | 25,July,2004 | You say i dont care but i do I care more than you think and more than i know I never mean to upset you and i hope this doesnt make you mad but i think theres something you not telling me I know you say you dont know that you dont even understand But im trying to understand the best i can |
3,972,595 | female | 14 | indUnk | Scorpio | 24,July,2004 | Most people think the best day is a sunny day but not me, i belive the best is a cloudy day. What good comes from a sunny day It only makes you want another one What good is going throught you life wanting sunny days When you can just realize the others are just as good Sure you can go out side as much as youd like But you can listing to the rain and enjoy the day Sunny days drive me insane because evryone likes them so much Why cant we all be strange and like the stormy ones |
3,972,595 | female | 14 | indUnk | Scorpio | 23,July,2004 | I stare at the stars but they hold no answers I pray to the heavens but they dont answer my prayers I look to see what lay beyond but all i see is darkness Something is blocking my view so i cant see what i should do I dont know how i am supposd to feel im not sure i want to This makes me so confuesd not knowing what to do Im scared ill mess this up because i dont understand what to do But from everything you've told me neither do you. |
3,972,595 | female | 14 | indUnk | Scorpio | 19,July,2004 | I sit paciently waiting I pace nervoulsy I breathe deeply I move restlessly I cant take this waiting anymore I wish you were here So i wouldnt have to wait So i wouldnt have to wonder Where are you Are you okae Are you thinking of me Or are you not This kills me The antisaption of waiting for you Why arent you here Where are you I guess I have a few more hours Of this this waiting which i hate I guess i will go one doing this for you I wait |
3,972,595 | female | 14 | indUnk | Scorpio | 19,July,2004 | When i wake up i feel empty I know i wont be going to see you When i go to sleep i feel sad I know i didnt just talk to you When i go outside i am hoping Hoping ill see you sitting on the bench When i think of icees i think of you Thinking abou the fun we had Something's missing from my everyday Something that means so much to me Something i can live with out...... YOU |
3,972,595 | female | 14 | indUnk | Scorpio | 19,July,2004 | What if you had a second chance so you could change the way it was What if you could always change your mind so everything went your way What if you could go back in time so you can saver another minute What if you could grant a wish so you could make someone else happy What if you could die today so you could let another live What if you could tell the one you love how much you love them Would You? |
3,972,595 | female | 14 | indUnk | Scorpio | 02,August,2004 | If i was walking through the world and i could not see a thing Would you be there to hold my hand and be my eyes so i could see it all? If i was walking through the world and i could not hear a thing Would you be there and be my ears so i could hear it all? If i was walking through the world and i could not say a thing Would you be my mouth and say it all so everyone would know? If i walking through the world alone and i had no way to turn Would you be there to let me in and keep me safe from harm? |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | urlLink It is raining third day in a row. I still don't have umbrella. My constant status is 'not dry'. The rain can't continue forever I think. I WILL NOT BUY AN UMBRELLA!! I REFUSE TO BUY AN UMBRELLA!! |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | Täna näiteks sajab vihma ja...isa oli laulpeo ajast mu vihmavarju koju viinud või ära peitnud ja ....vihma ikka tõesti sajab, mitte ei uduta ja.....ma sain märjaks ja....mul ei ole väga hea tuju. LATER IN SAME LAME DAY... Kui töölt koju tulin, nägin autoõnnetust. Üks tüdruk jäi ülekäigurajal auto alla. Täpselt minu ees. Nagu filmis.Arvasin, et filmis sellised asjad on feik, aga ei, täpselt nagu filmis. Ju need filmi-inimesed ikka teavad neid asju. Mõni on ehk isegi näinud neist midagi sellist... Tüdruk lendas auto kapoti peale ja sealt veel paar meetrit edasi. Kõige imelikum oli, et peale seda lendu ta tõusis kiiresti püsti ja üritas kõndida, aga ei saanud. Autojuht tuli autost välja ja käskis tüdrukul autosse istuda ja nad sõitsid kiirabisse...ma arvan vähemalt,e t nad sõitsid. Loogiline oletus, kuid mitte midagi kindlat. Kui tüdruk püsti tõusis, ta vaatas autojuhti metsiku näoga. Hull viha, mis tal näkku ära mahtus. Vihma sadas kõvasti. Stseen oli nagu mingist korralikust õudusfilmist. Eks need õudusfilmi-inimesed on ka selliseid asju kogenud või näinud või midagi.... Aiii ja siis üks kutt, mingi teine autojuht, hüppas oma dziibist välja ja tahtis vist sellele teisele autojuhile lõuga anda aga siis nägi, et see oli naine ja ei andnud...karjus ja ropendas ainult...sai vist sokid endale selles juhtumist....veri streindz stuff. Ma muidugi seisin kõrval suu lahti ja vahtisin. Tegelt, ma ülekäigurajal nägin , et see auto kihutab teiste autode tagant aga sellised asjad ei juhtu ju päriselt. Aga samas ma mõtlesin küll, et kui see tüdruk nüüd auto alla jääb, kas ma pean siis mouth-to-mouthi talle tegema, et mul ei olnud meeles kuidas see käib täpselt. Ja siis äkki jäigi alla...või ei jäänd alla aga sai autolt löögi... Igatahes ma hakkasin appi jooksma..aga tüdruk sai ise püsti ja autojuht ka kiiresti autost välja nii, et ei läinudki mind tarvis. Sellepärast ma vahtisin hammas töllakil seal hoopis. Olgem ausad, põnev oli. Ma ei olnud kunagi midagi sellist näinud ju. Kuu aega tagasi põles naabermaja, täna selline värk. Huvitav kas see kõik peaks midagi tähendama. Ma pole varem, terve elu jooksul teiste jamasid lähedalt näinud ja nüüd viimase aja jooksul...huvitav, huvitav Ma tean tegelt,mida see tähendab. See tähendab seda, et ma ei peaks IKKAGI massimõrvariks hakkama, sest igal pool minu ümber saavad ilma minu sekkumisetagi inimesed haiget. Või siis....ei tähendanud see kõik midagi ja ma peaks oma egot kokku tõmbama .....aii see saab raske olema muidugi... |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | J somehow knows the best ways how to avoid me getting panicked or paranoid about some things. I love him for that and not only for that and I love him a lot... |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | Spread the word! Today's word is legs! HAAAH I just got pics from weekend. They are pretty cool ones ... but I hope I didn't blew smth because of them. I had to test though......whenever you doubt, test!! Although i've heard that doubting increases the capacity to fantasize...or something like that....whatever! |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | I am getting addicted. I will be out of my environment for awhile and there is what to look forward to when I get back in my life.I am not doing that bad at all. I am getting addicted... |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | C: Let me ask you... are you happy? In general, I mean. D:I am not unhappy I guess. C:Tell me more. Explain. D:Well....I mean I am not flipping out every morning I wake up and jump out of bed and think that geee how happy I am. Neither do I wake up and think I should kill myself or that I don't wanna wake up or be in my life. I have great friends, I laugh a lot, I have people who love me and care about me and who I love and care about. I don't know, maybe that is happy but I feel I could do better. I do feel happy when I hear from you or I can talk to you though and I am not saying that. I mean that. Seriously. D: Are you happy? |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | It is strange. I'm having fights with people lately. I 've noticed there are 2 main reasons for that: 1. I discover someone has not been honest. Not only to me but in the things that affect me as well 2. I don't know exactly Second reason is tricky. You fight with someone you love and the reason you fight, is so ridiculous that it is scary. How come you mainly fight with the people you care about and how come that when you fight with people you care about, you fight for the most ridiculous and senseless things you would never fight with other people? Funny thing is, that during the fight, you actually know and feel that LOVE and that is actually the reason you fight. I don't like to fight. urlLink |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | DO IT! Just....DO IT! DO IT! dadara-daa-daradaraadah urlLink urlLink |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | Today sun is shining. Dad brought me umbrella yesterday night. I'm still feeling a bit sick. Mostly because now I've got an umbrella but there´s no rain. I have NEVER felt so helpless as I did this morning and I 've got noone to blame. Not even myself. If I could blame someone, maybe I wouldn't feel so helpless. What would a burglar do if he breaks in to some apartment 6 a'clock in the morning and finds a girl desperately crying? urlLink |
4,041,194 | female | 23 | indUnk | Aquarius | 06,August,2004 | It has been raining for 5 days now. At least it stops every once in a while. I got lucky yesterday. I was almost dry when I finally got home from everywhere. I am getting sick...I'm losing my voice and I've got flu. I WON`T BUY AN UMBRELLA. urlLink |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 30,June,2004 | Okay.This is my blog.*Looks around*Okay.My name is Alex...and I love Harvest Moon,Totally Spies,and Teen Titans!Well...Clover (Danielle) Ginny (Nicki) and Sam (Kattie) are my friends.Hi if your here!Oh yeah.Inuyasha girl (Stephanie.) Is my friend too!Shes cool. |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 28,July,2004 | Yay! I love Yami and Yugi! Tee hee. Seriously. I do. I have a picture of Yami when he is hin egption clothes and I just love it!! I wish more people would RP it with me though. The only person who does is IG, Inuyasha Girl. |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 23,July,2004 | YAY! I CANT WAIT TILL THE YU-GI-OH! MOVIE!!!! It will be sooo totally cool! Yay Yu-Gi-Oh! !!! YAY!!! I CANT WAIT!!!!!!! |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 22,July,2004 | Pudding:Well....Me and Rayearth_Senshi cam up with alittle something.. Hee Hee! ^^ Well.....we started playing this game with Li in it from Card Captor Sakura. Since I like him alot,we made a game all about him! He.... is kidnapped by me,Pudding,and Raye! He is over weight!! He isnt really!|And then we are gonna like, force feed him so he actully gets fat! ^^ That will be sooooooooooo fun! Li: THATS NO FUN FOR ME!!!! Pudding: Isnt he sweet? Li: I AM NOT SWEET!! Pudding: ??????? Li: *blushes* Pudding: *Anime talk with dot eyes* Your fat. *Points at Li* Li: I AM NOT FAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 15,July,2004 | This was a test.Sorry. ^^ |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 15,July,2004 | This is my new Blog. ^^ I like it so much better than the old harvestmoonfarm ^^ Samira, I looked on your blog. You have one of thoose stops with your name is japenese?!?! I ALWAYS WANTED ONE OF THOOSE!! |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 15,July,2004 | This is my new Blog. ^^ I like it so much better than the old harvestmoonfarm ^^ Samira, I looked on your blog. You have one of thoose stops with your name is japenese?!?! I ALWAYS WANTED ONE OF THOOSE!! |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 15,July,2004 | I have mad one new friend,that friend is Rayearth_Senshi. To let her know...I know Rayearth...I think.I have a card box with a girl who is naked and long blue hair,I'm preety sure it Ray Earth...Or maybe Ray Feild.I dont know.Whatever.I had a sleep over at Katie's.It was the best intill bed time.I COULDNT FALL ASLEEP!!!!!!!!!God Damnit i had the worst night of my life.Oh well.At least its over. Rayearth_Senshi is super cool!!!We like all the same things!!!!! |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 10,July,2004 | Well...I'm very depressed.I looked at the Tokyo Mew Mew DVDs,the only place where they sell them,the first one is sold out.WHHHHHHHAA!!!!!I WANTED THE FIRST ONE!!!Do u know why?Cause in the first one RYOU is in it alot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WHHHHHHHHHA!!!!!!!!!I WANT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 02,July,2004 | Guys,my friends,please,get a blog so u can add a coment.Please.Its free.PLEASE PLEASE get a blog at www.blogspot.com Okay Sam,Inuyasha girl,Ginny,and Clover.AND ANYONE ELSE!GET-A-BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 02,July,2004 | This Post is to the people from Chat-Avenue.com.Okay.Well...A blog is where...well...its sorta like a diary and other people read it and I think they can post too.Thats a blog.Please vist many times for updates. |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 03,August,2004 | urlLink I hope that works. I was Chibi Moon on a Sailor Moon test I toke. I am truley Chibi Moon. |
3,804,137 | female | 14 | indUnk | Sagittarius | 03,August,2004 | urlLink I hope that works. I was Chibi Moon on a Sailor Moon test I toke. I am truley Chibi Moon. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 30,June,2004 | Ok, so I quit my job with a wireless company not to be mentioned here back at the end of March, beginning of April (one month shy of being vested.. maybe I should have waited...) and I did it before I had another job. Why? Cause I'm such a great freakin' commodity! That's why! But here I am, three months later and still no job. Blaugh. So I applied at Best Buy a week ago because I need something.. Anything. Not that Best Buy is something to look down on. That's actually not what I'm saying at all. I just wanted to get something on campus at the Uni so I don't have to drive all over town and whatnot. Gas is expensive these days. So I didn't get a call back, and I tried calling them a few times to see what is happening. There is only one guy in charge of hiring, and apparently he went to the College World Series. (For those not in the know, UT went to the finals and lost to a very capable Fullerton team. Props to those guys. Oh, and we were sore losers and didn't accept our second place trophy, but whatever...) So he didn't return my calls and whatnot. I was thinking, wtf, they said I had it as long as the drug screen came back, and there is no reason it shouldn't... ahem. So anyhow, that was weird.. When I found out that the guy was out of town it was a relief cause I knew they were just lollygagging. Blammo! I'm wanted again! This state job that my wife is doing asked me to come in for an interview today. I went in and it seems that I have it wrapped up if I want it. The only problems with that job is that I have to train for a month and that means missing second semester of summer session. That would put me back in terms of graduating, or at least make it more challenging. Plus that might get me in trouble since I'm supposed to recieve financial aid and already accepted a grant based on my taking nine hours over the summer. I could take some crap classes, but would I want to do that? It would be such a waste. arrrggghh! Maybe I could do both? Working forty hours a week again and all? But I suppose I could quit Best Buy after I get a nice discount on some good stuff like a plasma tv or whatever.. who knows... But it sure is nice to be wanted again! |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 29,June,2004 | Lying. As children we learn the black and white that lying is bad. But also as children we are introduced to the white lie. It's ok because it's a little white lie. It won't hurt anyone. It's no big deal to tell this lie, but the other lies are bad. So eventually we learn to look into this hypocrisy and decide what is an acceptable lie and what isn't. And we begin to believe that we can pick and choose when lying is alright. And we do. But it never is. Now of course there are things that we do to be polite. Like if someone asks you if they look good in an outfit. This is something that you do to be polite. Honestly though, if it is a matter of opinion it is hard to call it lying. Yes, the opinion expressed can be different than what is thought, but the significance is on the effort to shade things in a way as to not injure. But when we do this with the facts it is never a good idea. When we lie and say that something did or did not happen, this is a terrible situation. For one, because it creates a false world. To keep up with the lie, you have to remember the lie you told. Then anything that comes up later must be altered to fit that lie. Then any comments about any of it must be altered to keep the lie world intact. There is never a good time to tell someone that you lied to them. This comes off as an attempt at giving up before the act was discovered. Even if it doesn't, you are just smacking that person in the face and telling them that you lied to them. We shouldn't hurt the people we love. So instead of looking for an easy way out at the moment to not hurt them (or really to not cause a problem for ourselves) we should just tell the truth. It may hurt to say and to hear, but it is better than living in a lie. It is better than risking more than before. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 29,June,2004 | I must confess that I am a packrat. I have moved stuff around with me since at least graduation from high school. I know, technically it is longer than that, but I'm going to count the start there. Since I started living under my own roofs that made it more permanent. I need help. I need to stop being sentimental and say 'hey, there is no way I will ever want this again' and throw it away. Someone send me to Dr. Phil or put me on one of those TLC shows where they make you throw stuff out. That's all I have to say. Help, puhleeze... |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 29,June,2004 | Ok, I got myself into trouble. Not because I did anything. Because of what I don't normally do. My wife got mad at some of my posts because she thinks it means I have regrets about the past. And I guess I do. Just not the same way she thinks. Ok, so there are lots of things I would change about the past, but that doesn't mean I would change the present. Or the future. So I would have changed things I would have done. I would have done something or said something. I would have seized the day. I would have been a better me. Hell, I would have tried out for the high school basketball team and maybe not played soccer if I could do it all over again. But I didn't mention that. And that wouldn't get me in trouble. Well maybe it would b/c she was complaining about the Kobe thing and how no woman would get married to a basketball player unless they expected that type of stuff... oops, off subject Ok, so I'm in trouble since I am saying that I wished things were different then. Yes. Who wants to remember screwing up the situation that was at that point good? No one. Who remembers clearly? Not most. I must say I wear rose colored glasses more than most. I like to romanticize the past. One of the posts that surely got me in trouble, now that I think about it, was a lie. I said that I wished I said what she wanted to hear so she wouldn't leave me. But I remember that same night I was thinking I would break up with her. And I cried. It was so devastating to have someone tell ME for the first time that they didn't want me anymore. I'm self centered that way. But really, I do miss the person and the friendship that they shared with me. And the idiosyncrasies too. We are packages, not fruit to be picked through and just the good parts taken and the rest left in the supermarket for someone else to decide if it's good enough for. Anyhow, I just want to say that I am happy with my life. Well most of it. The things I would change would not change who I am or where I am now. Just the little details. Like Back To The Future? Maybe I would just feel better about my past and knowing I didn't screw someone over, or didn't do the wrong thing would just make me feel better about my life now. Not that I feel bad. Or should. Well maybe for a few things. Ok, transmission over. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 25,June,2004 | Ok, I'm just going to leave this out there... What would you do if you had a friendship that was tainted? And then it was destroyed by the tainting. You thought that the tainting could be removed but you weren't sure. And the friend was estranged. There was a 'mutual agreement' to never speak to each other again because of the problems. If you thought that it could repaired, but maybe not one hundred percent, would it be worth it? Is anything worth it? The hardest part would be swallowing pride and saying that you could have been wrong. Leaving yourself open to the other person saying that you are not worth the effort. Possibly being harmed when the whole thing could have been avoided. Is this stupid? Or am I just stupid. There are times when I think so, but i don't want to believe it's true. I want to be smart. Too smart. I want to be smart about every decision and not allow emotions or heart to rule the day. I stay shackled. That's no way to live. My people have been freed, and now it time to free me. My people also built the railroads of this country, so maybe I should make tracks from your heart to mine. Not a valentine. A bridge of friendship. Connecting the quickly changing people that we become. Do we want to be apart of each other's futures? I can't speak for you, and wouldn't know the answer unless I take a risk. It's the trust game. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 25,June,2004 | Ok, if you chat you are familiar with this phrase. Age / Sex / Location. To me it just means that you are shallow and want to hook up with someone. Why shallow? Some make the argument that it is a gateway to knowing who you are conversing with and will open up all types of conversations. I say WRONG. This is merely a way of someone finding out if you are worth talking to. Judging books by their covers. I don't always dismiss people because they are younger or older. Not right away anyhow. If I have a conversation for like ten minutes and realize we have nothing in common or they are not the type of person that is interesting to talk to then that is when I decide not to talk to them. Not because they are a certain age, sex or live in a certain location. Maybe if we use this approach towards our daily lives this world would be better. For example, if instead of judging someone before you have talked to them, or on the very first thing that happens with them, maybe you should leave the first impression very open to possibilities and fill in the probabilities after knowing them a little better. So if you meet someone online that refuses A/S/L, you just might be talking to me. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 25,June,2004 | They say that getting older is getting wiser. For some this is true. For some, you know what mistakes certain actions are and still you are compelled to do them. Why? Is it just human nature? Are we perpetuated towards certain behaviors even though we know the consequences and penalties? I don't have anything in particular in mind at this point, but it seems that I get older and dumber. I know that certain things are not good for me or would not be good for the life I'd like to live, but yet I somehow still think fondly of such things. Maybe I'm just a goof. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 24,June,2004 | For so long now summer has been in ways a huge dissapointment. When you were a kid, you got to run around with your friends and play and do whatever you wanted. Maybe if you got lucky then you went on some awesome vacation. From about middle school on, I was placed in a summer engineering program. Basically it took these inner city Chicago youth and made them do science and math and other scholastic activities instead of, oh I dunno, going shooting people or stealing or whatnot. It was interesting I suppose, but for what it's worth I can't say I wouldn't have rather spent the time sitting on a couch watching tv or playing a video game. Time moves on and still my summers are spent in school.. but that isn't what I wanted to talk about. Baseball sucks. Let's face it, you only have one person that is making a play at a time. Sure everyone else can play a position and predict what is going to happen next to help with the plays, but it is one person at a time doing something. One person throws the ball while nine people scratch their arses. Well I guess the ninth doesn't scratch too long because he needs to pay attention to the ball enough to swing or not. Then if he hits it, generally it only goes towards one person. So that person tries to catch. Maybe a teammate runs over there too just in case he sux and doesn't catch it. Then there is a throw and a catch. Boooring. Who pays these people all this much money to play a million games a season that nobody cares about? Blaugh. We made this big push to see all of this arena football on tv, why not put the NBDL on tv too? That would be good summer entertainment. If you ask any kid what sport they are going to be playing over summer most of them would say basketball anyhow. Well some would say soccer and some would say football, and the less talented kids would say baseball... but most would say basketball. No I don't have scientific proof to back this up, and I'm not going to invest any money to do so. But if you want to prove me wrong then conduct your own survey. So I say, forget calling baseball players the boys of summer, they are just fodder to fill time, like all these crappy re-runs and lame summer shows we have to watch. And I'm out... |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 23,June,2004 | What does it take to be happy with yourself? With the things that you've done? Why is this so hard to come by for so many? Whose approval is neccessary to make it seem like your life has had meaning and was justified? Some turn to religion. God or proper deity will say that you lived life properly and you deserve praise in the afterlife. How ridiculous is that? I mean that would have to be some strange detachment of mind. Heaven. How can you feel that a concept like this exists? Let's say there are two people that are equally faithful to the virtues that would get them into a heaven. One of the people can't stand the other person, just because their personalities don't match. The other person loves to be around the first person, because of what the first person is like, or their image or whatever. How can both of these people be in heaven? I suppose a simple answer would be that while the one person likes being around the other, it is not mandatory for their happiness so they can just see other people. But I feel that for it to truly be heaven it would have to mean that you get to see all the people that made you happy (as they become available) and meet new people that would give you positive experiences. Some turn to their parents. 'If I can make my parents happy and proud of me then I must have done a good job.' Well, for the most part a parent will be right about what a child should do most of the time, but often they are not correct. A resilient child may take a failure and turn it into a success, but that doesn't mean that the parent didn't choose incorrectly. To live life by someone else's guidlines is absurd. Where does that leave us? You have to be happy with yourself. Nothing else. It's not about money. Unless you only enjoy money, or only enjoy possessions. It's not about appearance, unless that's all you care about. It's not about anything superficial, but that you can be happy with what you are doing, what you have done, and what you will do. So are you happy? |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 22,June,2004 | Until recently (thank gawd) I have felt like I don't have any current friends and only old friends. I am a poor social person (not that I can't talk to people, just can't really make lasting bonds with total strangers in a 'hey come over for a dinner party' or 'let's go get drunk this weekend' kind of way.) I suppose that is because I ended up spending so much time in front of the tv as a kid and not enough time interacting with other people. Anyhow, I get a friend and I like to hold on to them forever. But no one seems to hold on as tight as I do. Why is that? So here is a little synopsis of some of my friends and how they are gone, and maybe never going to return. Names removed for my protection, but if they are reading they will probably be able to figure out who I'm talking about. Or is this 'you're so vain, you probably think this song is about you...' So you're back in a living situation you might not have wanted to be in. The plans you made got interrupted by someone else's happiness and you got sent packing. But wtf? You still have a much better job than you've ever had and you should be able to do with your life what you want. So why aren't you? I don't know if you are or aren't. Phone disconnected. Other line, I've left messages that go unreturned. E-mails go off into space with no mention of receipt. Sometimes I sensed something in the way you talked to me or looked at me. Is it jealousy? Because you think I got something you won't get? Or is it that you're upset that you think I don't have the time for you? Because if I don't have time these days, what do I have? Anyhow, I think you are the least severe of the problem friendships and I'm sure you will return. But little birdie, for now I'm going to let you go and see if you come back... You are the worst off. I can't say what I really meant way back whenever because I'm too proud. I can't say what you want to hear, because I fear that thing is nothing. I know you have your own situation and it is ginger, so I should backdafuggup and leave you alone. Shouldn't I? Who knows, because for people that started off being so honest and sincere we have done everything to keep what we really think and feel guarded and as transparent as the water in the beaches around my hometown of Galveston. That's murky at best. So why bother? Truth be told, it would cause more problems than solve them to be friends with you again. It would bring too many bad memories back for too many people and the insinuations and lingering questions of those outside the friendship would most likely strain it or tear it apart again. The human heart is perverse that way. I miss you. Maybe most of all. But not the way things ended up. Not the last attempts and nothingness. I miss the before. Perhaps it is just fantasy and is not possible anymore. But I can dream, can't I? You were so much more than just a friend. I did things the wrong way with you from the very start. I couldn't control what I wanted and people got hurt. What's more, did you ever really trust me? You wanted me to drop everything and live like you. I wanted to do it so madly, but that would be a different person, and I am too rooted to be a leaf floating down the river. The words you most wanted to hear to let you know that it was allright would never spring from my lips. If it were to end, it should not have been like this. I now know that my answer for you was yes, and that your subtle hints were pleas for me to acknowledge what you hoped was true. It was true and I was too stupid to know it. Of course I can never have those precious moments back and never have the opportunity to see what might have been. You were one of the most inspirational people to me that I've met before, and you were also the only person to make me cry the way you did. I hope that I never made you cry that way, despite the sad messages you left on my answering machine those times. I never got the chance to know you the way I would have liked. Distance is an enemy if you let it be one. I feel I got to know you in an ethereal way. Facial expressions and body language tell half the story, and intonations were lacking the way we communicated. Once I toyed with your emotions for fun, because I didn't think you cared and I guess because I wanted to know what was underneath. I told you that I told her that I loved you. I chickened out at the last minute of this perverse joke and told you that I loved you like a friend and she would have to understand. She said she did, and you were welcomed back. Was it ever the same? Perhaps you wanted something. Perhaps if the situation were different I would have to. And my perhaps is not a fifty fifty, but a veil to protect me in case your perhaps is the inverse of mine. Inverted emotion is no way to behave, but I was happy with any role that I could have in your world 'I want a bit part in your life, a walk on would be fine, I just want a bit part in your life...' You were the most difficult to want to be friends with. The things you did to me were like some cruel hoax, for your amusement. Am I Pip? And who would be your Miss Havesham? Well I never fully understood, but I think I know why it couldn't have been. I somehow enjoyed your personality despite it's flaws and longed for time spent at your side. You were quite the interesting one, and I don't think I would have removed you even if it took away all the problems. Evened out, you were worth it, but of course you without the problems would have been nice too. Blaugh, I know I will never see you again, and that is alright. I know it is ok with you. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 22,June,2004 | I don't know what is wrong, but ever since I can remember I have had a hard time going to sleep. Just the little things will wake me up. Sometimes I am right on the very edge of falling asleep and I decide my arm or something else is uncomfortable and I need to shift. This movement wakes me up as if I was just preparing to sleep. I don't understand it. Sometimes it is even worse and I start the 'non sleep cycle'. You don't get enough sleep at night so you are tired all day. You take a nap because you are so tired. You sleep too long because your body is trying to catch up on sleep. When it is time to go to sleep you are not sleepy. You stay up too late, don't get enough sleep and are tired all day... Maybe one day I will figure it out and get regular sleep each and every night. For now, it seems to be out of reach... |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 22,June,2004 | Have you ever been pretty good at something and then not done it for a long time? Have you ever gone back to that thing and realised you weren't very good at it, or even *gasp!* close to bad at it? Or maybe you were worse than the first time you started (is that possible?) because this time you know what you can accomplish and your mind still has that as a firm belief but your skills are just not there.. Well for me, it is spinning. If you are still confused that is DJing. Taking to turntables and a mixer and vinyl recordings of your favorite tracks and mixing them together to form a continuous sound. The perfect blend of beats and vocals and emotions. Yes, the emotions can be peaked by properly inserting or removing or blending it all together. Even changing the tempo or style of music. Well, the skills are gone. I try to practice, but I don't get around to it as much as I would like to. So I have to make time, to find time. Where will it come from? If I'm smart, I'll just turn off the television that I use like a blankie when I'm tired. Usually if I don't have any energy I just sit and veg in front of the telly, but this is not good for me. If I'm working on a skill (even one that is not very useful...) then it will sharpen my mind and increase my productivity. And my quality of life. So I need to work on it.. motivation is neccessary... and I must fight the dark forces. It is time to practice! The only downside is once I get good again I will allow myself to purchase rekkids. Have you ever priced the wax? It is crazy.. but that is the price of being underground. Since it is not mass produced (well not like other music) there are less being purchased. So of course to make a profit you have to charge more. I understand and am not mad about that.. I just wish I had a tree of money! But don't we all. And a skill tree also. That would be nice. Where am I going with this? I don't know. I think I will go practice. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 21,June,2004 | Energy. We all need it. We all want it. Most of us can't get enough of it. How do you come up with more energy? Well there is the easy method of taking some outside substance geared at giving you energy. Like caffeine. Most people start their day with coffee, have a cup in the middle, or like a cup before bed. Like 'pep pills'. These are mostly for people that are trying to diet by getting their bodies into a state where it is going to burn a lot of calories because they will have energy to run around doing whatever. Or truckers. Next time it is late at night and you are driving around (or heck, in the middle of the day for that matter) think about how much sleep that 18 wheeler driver has had before you cut him off or ride next to him. It's probably not a good idea. Then there are the illegals for quick energy.. well I suppose some are legal, so let's just lump it into a medication group. This would include the pep pills I guess, but I mean stronger things. So if it is legal it would probably require a prescription. These are probably the scariest ones (think 'Requiem for a Dream'). If they are illegal, either you are experimenting or are way past that. And if this is the case you should watch out. I don't know if they are gateway drugs, because usually they are not the first stop, but once you are on something I think it would be hard to prevent that something from turning into everything. Now the legals are probably the most dangerous. We have a false sense of security because the government has told us that they are ok. How many times has there been some wonder product on the market only to be taken off later because it causes heart attacks or strokes or 'sexual side effects'. Well I don't know if they take them off the market for that, but it is funny how almost all medications have sexual side effects... I suppose that is how the viagra and cialis people make their money. That and horny middle to late age people. So here we are taking our government approved medications and wondering why the medication stops working. It's because it's a crutch. And too much of anything becomes less satisfactory (see law of diminishing returns.) What happens now? We need to get something stronger. So back to the doctor. He is happy to oblige. Why? Because we don't have doctors anymore, we have PPOs and other acronyms that don't think of us as people, but numbers. They have to see x number of people within y amount of time. Otherwise the insurance companies will frown or they might get a talking to from their head physician or the person in charge at the clinic that they work at. With five minutes at best of their time, they just want to know what you want and what they need to do to get you out of the examination room. So they prescribe you whatever you want. They make it nice and legal by explaining any side effects or questions you have, but really don't care what happens to you. So where does that leave us? To get energy, you have to go to the naturals. Excercise. How many of us do this enough? We need to get off our couches and out to an environment that will make us feel comforatble with expending some energy. This may be your living room, the local hike trials, or a fancy gym. Whatever it is, we need to go do it. We need to treat ourselves as the fragile containers that we are and not machines that get external energy whenever we need and not worry about the consequences. If you were modifying a car and you decided to add nitrous oxide for extra energy you would be a fool not to know about the potential dangers and to take precautions for them. You would reinforce your engine, change out your gaskets, get a higher performance fuel pump, whatever it took to make sure you didn't blow up your car's engine. Because that would be expensive. So why wouldn't you want to take care of your body's engine? If you insist on the external energy then you still need the exercise to make sure you are fit enough to handle it. Oh, who am I kidding.. I think I'm going to go watch some more tv... |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 21,June,2004 | Blaugh! I just looked at a zillion web pages of import cars with the mods that I want done (and a lot that have crazy crap that makes me suppress the gag reflex...) So now I'm sitting here fantasizing about what will happen to my car next. So minor things that I have done were stripping the interior out (I was planning to color everything, but the first thing that got colored only turned out ok, so maybe this will have to be done professionally), replacing the crappy supposed to be performance exhaust with and obx racing exhaust, rear disc brake conversion, and simple stuff like with the intake and plugs / wires. Oh, well I guess stuff like stereo stuff (had to because people are theives..) and different seats (91s which didn't fit, and racing seats which ended up being too uncomfortable for daily use). At the very least, I need the power of a b18c1 or a b18c5 (honda geek speak for much better engine). That would come close to doubling the horsepower I have in my puny little 110hp crx si engine. Hopefully that would be enough to plaster a grin across my face. There is the possibility that I might want to turbo or do other crazy modifications in the future.. but hey, let's take baby steps first. There is also the lure of the new ka20 engines, but they are expensive and who knows how long I can keep an '88 on the road... I also want to do lots of things like convert the front end to a civic '00 face and maybe get the interior redone. These are itches, and I either need some topical cream or enough expendable income that I can do it! Ok, enough of that. Please continue with your regularly scheduled broadcast. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 17,June,2004 | urlLink Mere and I at her sisters wedding. urlLink |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 14,June,2004 | urlLink This is my former frustration / job at a call center. I call this 'HulkFloyd'. urlLink |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 14,June,2004 | Mindset.. sleepy cause I woke up after only four or five hours of sleep for no reason.. well I'm a pretty heavy sleeper so there was probably some reason but I don't know what. I'm also kinda chill cause I'm listening to Black Eyed Peas and it is hard to not feel kinda chill when you're coolin' out to tha peas. Blah cubed. Ok, multi-rant now... all about AIM. Ok, so we're corporate america and we don't do anything for free. The best we do is make it look free and either send you advertising out the wazoo or we do something like give it free for a little while and then start to charge for stuff. I know this. I am used to it. I was seriously thinking about shelling out the twenty bucks to get AIM for pdas when I did another search online. Turns out there is a way to get AIM for free for the pda. It's not something that someone downloaded from AIM and is now illegally sharing. It's not some 3rd party program that someone created to allow you to chat. It's not even the schtupid icq for pdas (I did download it but I can't get it to work... schtupid schtupid...) What is it? It's the older version of AIM for pdas that I downloaded from the UK site. For freakin' free! See in europe they do things a lot differently when it comes to pdas and cell phones. They would prolly rip AIM a new one if they tried to charge for the program. On my only trip to Europe, in France I was amazed to learn that even on prepaid cards for a cell phone you get unlimited incoming minutes. No matter if you are calling from a home phone or a cell phone you pay to call another cell. Interesting. So a cheap person can dial someone's # and hang up after a couple of rings and then they will call him back and he doesn't use a single minute. And with the ease of unlocking phones (I downloaded some programs to unlock any nokia and most others can be done at a shop) you could really pick two plans where maybe one has unlimited night time and one has a huge amount of daytime. Whatever.. this is a serious tangent so I'm just going to abort now and get back to what I was talking about. Ok, so I'm weird and I have three screennames for no real reason. I mean, it's not like I have different people in the different lists, they are all the same people. I just sign on to different ones to.. I don't even know myself why I do it. But anyhow, with this AIM program I downloaded, the buddy list feature is we todd did. Fah real. Fah really real? Fah rizzle. No doubt. It won't download your current buddy list from AIM like if you were on another computer using quickbuddy or something.. you have to retype your list. What makes it worse is that it won't save it unless you delete your entire buddy list and retype it from the pda. That sux. I am sure the $20 version is nicer, b/c from what I've seen of it online it looks more updated from this version. But hey, I'm broke as a joke and the twenty means a lot more in my wallet than spent on my pda. You know what? This is going way out of the way, but I have to say, I really love my pda. There are some things that are quirky that I would change, but overall I really get good use out of it. It's a sony clie ux-50. It has wi-fi, bluetooth, ir, mp3, camera, video camera, memory stick and all the standard pda / pim features. blah cubed. No more gushing about an electronic device. blue squadron leader out |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 14,June,2004 | Ok, so my first degree was in Radio Television Film, and I concentrated in sound engineering. The main reason I didn't pursue this is because I see it as two forks in the road with their fair share of pitfalls. On one hand, you can work at an independent studio. You get to work with all types of ambitious bands full of interesting ideas and unconventional styles. The work is exciting because you don't have to hear the same type of music or even use the same techniques from band to band. You have to have the entire arsenal available for any given band that may come along. The downsides would be once you finally get an opportunity to engineer instead of whatever other entry level position you started at you have to build your own client base. With independent bands they hardly ever stay together for more than two or three recordings, the pay is not great, and you can forget comforts such as health / dental or retirement unless you take care of them yourself. On the other hand, you can work at a mega giant like Sony. You get all the creature comforts once you pay your dues, but the music is not as fullfilling. Usually with mainstream recording studios you get typecast and work on the same types of music repetitively. Unless you are lucky enough to feel passionate about this type of music then the work is not as rewarding. Since I don't listen to the radio (I don't like very much of what is out there) this is probably not going to be the route for me. Not to mention the prima donna effect. If you end up being a big engineer and are in demand that usually means working with the top talent. Since they are top talent they are usually prima donnas, or tempermental artists. If you are supposed to record and they are not feeling up to it they may take one day's session and the next day they may feel 'inspired' and decide to keep the session going an extra ten hours. It's not so easy to plan for these types of situations... Anyhow, so the whole point of this post (before a typical rant) was how I love independent music (indie). Now it is hard for me to say this, because I've been burned before. I am just now coming to realize the business of it all. So the first time it happened to me was with 'alternative rock'. It was an alternative to the mainstream sounds and was supposed to allow you to listen to something different and fresh. It was billed as the little guys against the big major label rock. It was really just subdivisions of the major labels releasing artists in discretely engineered ways to make them sound like not as much effort was put into recording the music when in fact just as much effort was placed on the recording. They just didn't use the cheese from the previous big group: the hair bands. There were no gongs, no orchestra swells, hardly any additional instruments at all. Whatever the musicians played typically is what they played for every song. Usually a guitarist just played one guitar, not like the hair bands who would keep a treasure chest of 10 guitars just for the look of the different guitars. (Yeah, there was probably some difference, but who could hear it?) So this was refreshing. Even though these were mass produced and mass distributed artists, they had the feel of 'my very own band'. It was special to know of that band that no one else knew. It was exciting to 'spread the gospel' and tell everyone in sight about all of the bands that they would have never heard about if it weren't for you. Well this all sounds very familiar when I start talking about my love of indie rock. The labels different now. Usually it is a local label that didn't want to be a corporate entity and just wanted to put out their friends' music. Now they may not have the best of equipment (and often that is the point of these labels) but they really care about the music. Sometimes the music is intentionally sounding poor. Instead of putting a mic on every tom and cymbal, often they are recorded with just two mics for the whole drum set to give a stereo recording. This is not a good way to give a full, rich sound but is a great way to announce that you ARE different from mainstream recordings and it really is DIY. The funniest thing about saying DIY is that do it yourself started with punk rock. This was the ultimate anti-corporate music in it's infancy, but now the pop punk, ska punk, punk-ska, 3rd wave ska, whatever other category you want to come up with are corporate just like everything else. So you really have no true independence of music becuase when you get too big the big companies come calling to take away all your idols. And who's to blame a band for accepting money for their music? Isn't that what anyone puts out music for? I know some bands say they would never do it, but if you believe that, then why would they ask anyone to pay for their music at all? In this day and age of digital reproduction, they could easily make a recording, have a digital version that anyone could make a copy of and distribute at will. Even if they wanted to only produce on vinyl (because of course that is more indie than a cd) they could sell the records for what it cost to produce them. Since these are usually produced by friends in small studios or even someone's living room there is not a large amount of money involved with the production. Vinyl is a very expensive media since it is not as in demand and the costs to reproduce them are higher. Even if you didn't make money, and even lost some money on the records, these are still very expensive. So basically, once you start making any profit at all from recordings, why would you ever have a cap where you say 'this is too much money to make from music'? You can always approach the music the same way as before, but it is true that money changes everything. If you are working 12 hours a day to pay rent and then you write a couple of songs in your spare time you're hungrier than if you have a few hundred thousand in the bank and you sit around waiting for your muse to inspire you. So basically if you really want to be indie you should never make any money off of your music and give your music for free as well as your performances. You should leave only an auditory legacy and nothing that anyone could ever point to and say 'man, he sold out...' Ah, to appease the fickle fans. Who says that if you stay true to the indie ideology that your fans will stay interested long enough for you to make even a meager life out of it. And maybe that is the point of indie. Well anyhow, as a hobby I have gotten interested in recording again. Super indie style. Never will anything be produced, or distributed for profit. Never will a dollar be made from t-shirt sales of my bands or any kind of paraphenalia. Why? Because I plan on just recording my personal experiments and my friends bands. Once they get good enough to want to start making money off of their music they can find a great indie engineer and producer. Did you honestly read that whole rant? Wow, you should get a free download or t-shirt commemorating the occasion. Special note: Parts of this were written while watching the finale to WBs Superstar USA. I didn't want to watch it, but last week I was forced to watch the second to last episode and the virus caught ahold of me and now I'm the zombie for the humiliation of these poor souls. How can William Hung have infiltrated this country in such a strange manner? Ok, over and out! |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 13,June,2004 | Well, I'm chatting to no one again just to put things in perspective out of my head... Which is really still in my head but makes me feel better? I suppose... Therapy? Hmm.. many people I've known in the past said that maybe I should seek some.. Anyhow. So I was circumventing a flaw in this free trial offer by using each of my e-mails (current and old ones) to get free downloads of maps when I came across an interesting e-mail. My sister sent an e-mail to me. Now, just in case some random stranger is reading this I will do a courtesy background fill-in. So after my mother passed away in Nov 1999 my sister lied to us about the life insurance. She kept saying that she hadn't heard back from the company while she was amassing tons of new furniture, a new car, a new big screen television as well as paying off all of her old debts. Of course the truth was only revealed when my other sister and I were telling her that we were going to call the insurance company to find out why they had not sent the check. Only at this point when the truth would be revealed anyhow did she tell us that she had recieved the check and had used the money. Now with the pain of death, I had not drawn all the conclusions neccessary to realize how my sister was taking advantage of the situation until this point. Now her rationale was that her name was the only one on the policy so she was going to use the money as a way out of her own debt and start fresh. Hmm.. me thinks I've been hoodwinked and bamboozled. So from this time on I broke contact with her as I felt no need to have such decietful relationships. On a later occassion when my family was in town for my wedding. For those of you who have never been married, weddings are usually a hectic occassion where you don't get to see anyone as much as you would like to and you run around getting things done until the last minute until you are ready to collapse from exhaustion. Well, the wedding night helps with the exhaustion... Ramble aside, there was a small window of opportunity that we could have lunch with my father and some more of my family that we set aside among doing other things. She was invited to the wedding (as a gesture of rebirth of familial bonds) and she didn't show up because (long story short) she is a moron that can't keep a one year old car operating properly. She knew when we wanted to meet, and was told two hours before hand when we were going to meet. Although we drove nearly an hour out of the way to be closer to where she was and told her before hand when to be there, she managed to show up an hour and a half late. So instead of being able to catch up with my family over food, I sit outside in my car, sweating and fuming about how she had destroyed something else that I would have cherished (list too long to mention all of it, including crashing my very first car two weeks after I got it, as well as not letting my mother help replace the car with her own... this of course was due to her dependence on my mother, my father and anyone else that she could.) Background excerpt ends - rant #2 over. Now to where all that was leading... So I checked my old e-mail to get the codes and saw that I had an e-mail from my dear sister. So the message was basically to forgive and forget, let bygones be bygones and to start fresh. Can I do this? Can I put proverbial neosporin on my wounds of the soul for a blemish free surface to my heart? Can I allow myself to be open and vulnerable? Can I fully let go with the risk of more destructive behaviors right around the corner? I don't know if I can, but I did allow the opportunity by responding. So now I'm reliving all the pain and confusion and irritation and .. and.. rrrrrrgh! So that is the end of this rant. |
3,624,654 | male | 27 | indUnk | Leo | 13,June,2004 | This is so stupid. I have a test tommorrow in a class which I can't afford a book.. so what am I doing? I'm listening to streams from nycjungle.com and creating a blog. I have to go to the library after work (if you can call it that) so I can look at the old edition of the book I need. Yay. I'm sure this blog will not feature many posts.. but oh well.. Hey, by the by.. a lot of my old pics got wiped out from a comp crash. If anyone I know has pics of me or people I want to have pics of please send them to me. Oh yeah, so if any strangers come across this and want to chat, feel free to post here or find me on AIM, sikboiatx. Out. |
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