BBspot - Lucas Reveals Details of Episode 0 Prequel

BBspot - Lucas Reveals Details of Episode 0 Prequel

It's like peanut butter and jelly

I hate being wrong.

I didn't think this weekend could get any worse.

I was proven wrong in a most direct manner.

My mage spec

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Arcane Power Rank 1

Headstrong, I'll take you on

I had another dream about Mindy last night. I don't remember all of it, and I'm not sure if it was just really weird, or if I had two dreams. The only bits I can remember involved hanging out with her at Mom's house, then making out in the garage. Intensely. To the point where if an alien that didn't understand the concept had been there, he would have thought, "Gee, those two beings are eating each other's faces." I don't know why I dream about her so often. It's not like I have a bunch of unresolved issues about her (Chelsea) or am still in love with her (Lilie).

After further consideration, I've reach at least a tentative hypothesis. Mindy and I had a very innocent, loving relationship. Well, at least for a while. The second half was nothing but sex and major arguments, but the first part, *especially* before we broke up the third time... it was, well, idyllic. Part of it is that she was just so open. I'm a very, *very* open person, which is why I often feel so cut off from everybody else - there aren't a lot of people around that are that open. And from the beginning, we were *very* open with each other. I can remember one of the first times we ever talked on the phone - for about 4 hours or so - and it was an amazing conversation. I mean, we were basically hooked up by Crystal, when Mindy wanted a boyfriend in high school and Crystal thought I'd be perfect. She wasn't *that* far off, which is why we have the history we do (Mindy and I). So yeah, that first part of the relationship - at least the first six months or so... very open, very warm, very safe. I think that's why I dream about her when I do - in times of confusion, anguish, emotional pain, I subconsciously retreat to the last really warm, safe place I remember.

Well, that's not entirely true. There's one more, much more recently, but it's usually directly related to the problem causing the retreat in the first place, and lasted a much shorter time. So yeah.

Just talked to Terri; she's not going to be coming down next weekend. Had some major car problems and an issue at her job, so she's looking for a new job, is going to be moving back in with her parents for a while, and saving up to get her car fixed.

So that really sucks. That was one of the main things keeping this weekend from being a total debacle.

"One of"? Hell, scratch that. That was the *only* thing keeping me from being in tears all last night. Tonight's going to be fun.

And by "fun", I mean "not fun".

I promised myself I wouldn't cry.

That didn't take long.

Luckily, I was able to hold it off until after I had dropped her off.

You move around like you're unbreakable, and time after time you prove that you're unshakable

This is going to be a very quick, short post. I have to leave for work very soon. After the first weekend at the new pad... things are going pretty good. Got the living room basically set up - still need to do little things, like mount the huge dry erase board, and set up the secondary gaming station. Both of our pcs are up, running, and talking to each other; we (David) set up the media server last night and watched "Josie and the Pussycats", as well as bits of "Hero", an episode of MST3K, and some Red vs Blue. So it looks like that whole thing is definitely set up and ready to go.

I've got my room... somewhat set up. Got my bed set up and made, and it's pretty comfortable. Lilie says it's not as comfortable as my bed back home, but there weren't any sheets or pillows or anything when she said that. The next time she comes over, and it has its full compliment of stuff, we'll see what she says. Of course, she's leaving for New York on Friday. I still have to make a post about her. Or five. Something along those lines.

My characters on WoW have been getting some nice equipment upgrades; Kat's 24 now.

Work sucks. Tracy and I almost went at it last night right before she left. I can't stand either Josh, though one may be out of there before too long, since he keeps trying to call in and doesn't want to be there. The other one, though, is about to start running shifts. That's going to be fun. I'm just glad I won't have to deal with him then. I've got like 51 hours this week - working every day - and I might stretch that out to 60, especially this weekend. I don't know how much I want to be lounging around the house, just chillin' this weekend. Yeah.

So living with David is interesting - need to make a post about that too.

But I have to leave for work, so this will all have to wait for later.

Oh, and Carrie might be coming down to visit as well. That would rock. Hardcore.

First post

I'm actually writing this post from the new apartment, on my computer. It's all set up, except for the speakers. I forgot the power cord for them, so I'll have them in a little bit. David is, of course, busy showing off his computer and how superior it is to mine. I'll live.

Fuck you, Shelley

Forgot to mention that.

Lost, but not forgotten

Been almost a week since my last post. For good reason - I've been hella busy. This will most likely be the last night I spend in my mom's house for a while. And even if I spend the night here later, it won't be as my permanent place of residence. My next post(s) - I have a *ton* to write about the past week - will be written from my new apartment. Craziness! And pictures. And Star Wars. And Lilie. And stuff.

Rock, you rock!

Troy rocks.

Seriously.

I'm a sucker for huge, historical war-type epics. Huge ensemble casts, beautiful costumes, tremendous sets, battles... love 'em. I mean, not unconditionally - Alexander was atrocious, no redeeming factors. In terms of movies, it's down there with The Hulk. Troy, on the other hand, was fantastic. I don't have an opinion either way on Brad Pitt; I tend to evaluate him in each role he plays; but I've not seen many of his movies.

Oh, moving in on Monday. That's exciting. Been packing like crazy, got about four boxes of stuff ready to go. It's just so overwhelming. Started going through one of two massive boxes in the garage; one of them held a cache of pictures - a *massive* stack. Going through them was quite an adventure. Even found a few pictures of Mindy - thought I had gotten rid of them all.

Despite your nets and tuna fleets, we thought that most of you were sweet

So I heard from David earlier - we might be moving out as early this weekend. Which would be awesome. I'm anxious to do so. School's finally done with for now, so my schedule just opened way up. Means the nights will be longer, and harder to deal with.

Man, that means I need to hurry up and get some sheets, then. I have the bed already - ended up buying a new queen from Cen-Tex. Went and saw Kingdom of Heaven. It's... alright. A lot like Braveheart (which I'm watching right now), but with far fewer fights, and Orlando Bloom instead of Mel Gibson.

Work's been going okay. The roster finally seems to be stabalizing - Natalie, Betsy, Lala, Sam, Brenda, Brandi, Staci, Roxanne, and Melanie all seem to be catching on to everything and getting things done. Out of the new bunch, the first three and the last are definitely my favorites. Not that I have those, as a manager. I just mean those I relate to best on a personal level. Or something like that. Anyway.

Kass has taken to calling me a freak lately, which is fine. I am. I mean, the general group I tend to fit in with, I really don't. I've never found a group of more than three people that I'm comfortable with. I think I missed some socialization somewhere. It's hard to explain, but I just don't understand a lot of things that seem to be second nature to people in general. I don't really know if anybody really realizes just how bizarre I am, down to the core. Maybe Terri. Or Mindy. Probably Jarrod. Those are the only people I can think of that have known me for long enough to really understand. Or maybe not. Probably not. I'm just kind of rambling at this point anyway.

WoW Community Forums: Priest FAQ

Priest FAQ

This faq is worth a read for the humor value. I highly recommend it for any MMORPG players, especially WoW ones.

Probably my favorite quote:

OK, now onto why we don't want to hear about your spec ideas. I want this to be very clear. Your spec is not original. It is not creative. It is not a beautiful and unique snowflake. It is not only plainly obvious, but 200,000 people have already tried it and specced out of it.

Bunnicula

It was Bunnicula.

Wait.

That post never got published, so this one will come out before the one in which I express confusion over the title of a series of children's books featuring an ambiguously vampiric rabbit. Regardless, when I do rewrite the post, I'll be sure to mention in the preview of that movie that it was the one that reminded me of something I couldn't quite remember the name to; however, I do now.

It's Bunnicula.

I think.

Geek.com Geek News - EverQuest II expansions announced

Geek.com Geek News - EverQuest II expansions announced

That didn't take long. Man, WoW gives this kind of stuff away.

Worse Than Hell: The worst of the bad shirts

Worse Than Hell: The worst of the bad shirts

They took it down. WTF?

Edit: Upon further reflection, I'm guessing that this is part of an out-of-court settlement.

How could I forget?

Today is No Pants Day.

My Summer Movie Review... but not quite

Wow, that's annoying. Had just written out an ultra-long post about all the movies coming out between now and December that I considered noteworthy for one reason or another... and Blogger lost it. Argh. Might do it again later.

If I had just one last wish, I would like a tasty fish

Man, things have been... weird lately. Well, not weird. Bad. Let's do a recap.

Wrote Carrie a four page letter before work on Tuesday; should surprise her when she gets that in the mail. Took Mom's car to work Tuesday morning; Allison freaked out when she first pulled up. She was all, "Crap, who the heck's car is that? I thought I was opening with Will!" I explained the whole thing to her, though. The phones went down again Tuesday. Morgan tried to call in, but she couldn't, so she ended up coming down there to let us know what was going on. She was *really* sick. I mean, her voice was all messed up, she was coughing something awful, you could tell she had massive congestion. She also just found out she has asthma, which really sucks. We couldn't call anyone to cover her, so she kinda hung around. Luckily, we were really slow. Javi got there and sent her home. Not much else notable, though I did manage to get a hold of Mom concering L&S, they would have Chelsea ready to go around 5 or 5:30. For 440 dollars or so. To be fair, that did include an oil change.

So I got my truck back, was running good. Talked to Heather, she mentioned a friend of hers was selling a king bed for like 95 dollars. I figured there was a slight miscommunication, but it sounded like he had a bunch of furniture he was trying to unload, and thought I might still be able to get a good deal. Got David to come along, which is always nice. Mom printed out some thing from the 'net about a rental property that they were clearing out, anybody could just go by and pick up whatever they wanted. I was going to go, but I wanted someone to go with me. Took about three minutes to exhaust the list of potential partners-in-crime in San Marcos. That was fun. Ending up taking Janelle; we got there, and it was... well, kinda weird. It was dark when we got there, and of course, there was no power. We left my truck lights running, but that didn't really help once we got inside. Nothing in there was worth it, though Janelle did get a bag of stress-relief toys, so the trip wasn't a total loss.

Wednesday afternoon, went to Pflugerville with David to meet up with this guy. He wanted 350 for the bed, but he came down to 310 since we also bought a couch with a little fold-out bed. It's kinda small, though - more love seat-ish, really. Two cushions. Though it means people will have somewhere to crash. Or something like that. Loaded up the bed and the couch and drove home. I thought the bed looked a little small, but I figured that that was just my high expectations failing. Stopped at the Buda Sonic, 'cause I really wanted a cherry limeade. I climbed into the bed to check out my recent acquisition. Something seemed kind of off, though - a king bed is supposed to be about 6' 1/2" square, which means I could lie either way without anything dangling off. However, that didn't seem to be the case. I thought it might have just been the way it was sitting in my truck or someting, but I resolved to check it out when I got home.

So we get home, and I pull out a tape measure. Sure enough, it wasn't a king, but a queen. That kind of upset me. I mean, I can get a brand new queen bed in town for like 120. I figured I'd give him the benefit of the doubt; I called him back and confirmed that it was supposed to be a king bed, and informed that it was, in fact, a queen. I told him this, and he reacted... in a bad way. He started saying how we had an agreement, and that I had looked at the bed and said it was okay, etc. I then told him that yeah, we had an agreement that I was buying a king bed. So he scooted around the issue a little bit more - said something about how when you buy something at a store, you can't just bring it back 'cause you don't like it. I told him that yeah, you basically can, *especially* when they lied to you about what you were buying, and in that case, they can face legal action - not that that would have to happen in this case - so that was kind of a bad example. Eventually, he agreed to just give me my money back. He tried offering some of it back, and I'd keep the bed, but after his little thing, I was really pissed, and didn't want him to get anything. I was ready to bring the couch back as well, but David wanted to keep it.

Went to work, got to talk to Lala. She seems cool. Came home, showered, etc. Started to feel a little bad. By 3 or so, it had graduated to full-on nauseua. I knew I was going to throw up, but I wasn't sure how long it was going to take. So I kind of lay there in bed, with Eddie Izzard on, in a half passed out state, 'til it finally came. And come, it did. It was *gross*. Went back into my bed, and just kind of lay there, not quite asleep, but not entirely awake either. I threw up, I think, about five more times. Most of them were just dry heaves, which were terrible. It felt like someone was wringing me out, like a wet towel. I had been drinking water and took some anti-nauseua medicince, but I threw that up as well. It wasn't pleasent. The *really* fun part came a few hours later. My stomach and chest muscles were really sore from all the contractions during the dry heaves, so I couldn't breathe. Well, not really. I'd start to breathe in, and my lungs would start expanding, but the muscles around them were really sore and wouldn't go any further. So that was fun.

'Round noon, I left to get David and go *back* to Pfulgerville (this is an hour drive, mind you) to get my money back from that guy. I really didn't want to, given how incredibly crappy I was feeling, but I didn't really have much choice. So we got there without incident, he didn't really say anything as we unloaded the bed back into his house. I was *so* pissed at him. So we had to stop at a gas station on the way back so I could go to the bathroom. Got back to David's, and he let me hang out there for a little bit. I felt really bad, and just wanted to lie down for a while. I did, 'til he had to leave to go to San Marcos to talk to the guy at Best Buy here. I came home, and fell asleep. Upon waking up, I felt... well, kinda better. Different. I don't really feel nauseous anymore, though I do have a massive headache. But I can deal with headaches. I'm good at ignoring them.

Cuddle Party!

Seriously not kidding.

I want to go to one of these one days. I might have to make some bizarre road trip this summer, to include: visiting Rose in Florida while she's doing her internship; Carrie in Kentucky, 'cause I haven't seen her in two years; and one of these. That'd be... awesome. Maybe in Alabama.

This is just beyond awesome

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy :: Dolphin Sing-a-long

New Feature

Not much to update at the moment. On a bit of a downswing, which sucks. Saw HHGttG again on Sunday with Megan (Chris was right, and had this happened much earlier, I wouldn't have lost that bet). Dave really, really pissed me off Sunday night, and I'm now officially looking for a new job. I might stay there as well, just depending on how things go. Chelsea's in the shop right now, which is fun. Hopefully, it won't be anything too major or time-consuming. Have a lead on some furniture, including a king-size bed, but it's in Round Rock.

Oh, and now, the little quote thing at the top of the page, below 'Enter the Jackalope', changes. It's drawn randomly from a bank of 10 (right now, though that will probably grow). Most are from B5 right now, the other one being the old standby, the last part of Ulysses by Tennyson.

Wish I was in your arms

Wish I was in your arms Lyin right there beside you But I know that I'll be in your dreams tonight And I'll gently kiss your lips Touch you with my fingertips So turn out the light And close your eyes I'm already there...

From I'm Already There, by Lonestar.