2006-01-29

I want a curry and rice girl

No, I don't know what that means. But the song, and its video, are downright hilarious.

But it's time for a dream recap. I've been going through a non-posting phase, which always annoys me. Kind of, but not that much. So yeah, I've had a few weird dreams that I thought I'd post.

Lemme think... I had one last night about WoW. It's always cool to have those dreams, but it makes me feel like a total geek. Given the amount of time I spend playing and the time David and I spend talking about it, it makes sense, but still. I think Jarrod would understand what I mean here, and probably back me up. But anyway. So it was a first person dream - IE, I was the character. Yeah, kinda geeky. Alliance, but I don't remember what else. Something like 5v5, and we were in one of the first games to occur. There were five points in a really short V shape, but really long. Almost a line, but still a fulcrum. There were some weird objectives which I don't really remember, but there were multiple ways to win, and we were experimenting with different things, and had hit on something that worked really well. There were seeds at each one, and if you could control them all, you'd grow this magical tree that would start charming foes and really help you out. Everyone else had been ignoring that, but it was a tactic our group was experimenting with. It was working fairly well, but there was this Tauren Druid with the shoulders that looked like bushes that kept screwing with us. It wasn't Ganadar. I think he was immune to it or something, and was doing whatever he could to impede us in annoying little ways.

As David said, Tauren Druids even haunt my dreams.

Moving on...

I had one about Carrie the day she sent me this crazy letter. I'd post the full text, but it's kind of private. So yeah, I was lying in bed, kind of half-asleep, thinking about her, and fell asleep for a delightful afternoon nap. I've forgotten most of the detail in this dream, but I picked her up at the airport. I think that was about it.

Two nights ago, I had one where I was reading a Star Wars book. Yeah, that's an exciting dream. But I was also watching the action, while there was a voiceover reading the text of the book. Almost like a movie, but I was definitely reading a book. It had Corran Horn in it, and he was being kind of introspective. I think Wedge might have made an appearance, but that was about it.

Then, the one I had last night. David and I were in it, as well as Mat Petersen. He was still in High School, and we were a year ahead of him, having graduated the year before. We were back to visit him, and David and I had made these really cool glasses, built on the frame of old batting helmets. (It's a lot cooler without that last part). They were *really* cool, though. Voice-activated, with a bunch of different modes - edge detection, heat, motion, etc. We were testing them out, and were talking about playing "James Bond Tag" with them, where we'd have guns that shoot special non-harming bullets, and the glasses could detect the outcome of the shot, like they'd be monitoring the game and all. There was also some bizarre subplot where I kept unplugging this big plug from an external electrical outlet right outside a classroom, and it was actually unplugging their overhead projector. The teacher was about to come out and catch me the second time I did it, but that was about when I woke up and realized it was like... um.. crap. No idea. But I went back to sleep later, and woke up around midnight? Not sure. Ran RFD with Ihatebrooms.

So yeah, I've had some weird dreams lately. Nothing spectacular, but odd enough that I still remember them later. Still have another post to make about locking horns with almost every driver this week, but I'll do that one later. I'm kind of half-heartedly cleaning some of the apartment. Already got the dishes taken care of, David got the trash out, I'm going to work on my bathroom next.



MC Vikram & Ludakrishna -- Curry and Rice Girl

2006-01-22

At the End of Us

So for a while now, probably about four - five months, I've been planning this long, detailed, angst-ridden post about Lilie, detailing the highs and lows of our relationship, how it came to its (then) current state, and my thoughts on the matter.

I'm still going to do a little of it, but I'm going to replace the vast majority of it with a picture of a duck:



Isn't it cute? I love ducks. 'Duck' was even my first word. I tried searching on google for a better cute picture, to no avail. I tried 'cute', then 'random', then 'random cute'. So I ended up going with the picture of the duck. It's a good picture. I like it, and I'm happy with the decision.

That last paragraph was nothing more than repetitive stream-of-consciousness rambling, and it's what I was planning on doing. While that does have its beneficial aspects, there wouldn't have been any of those present in my intended post.

So instead, I'm going to do a short version. We had a good time. There were a lot of memories created, ones that I hope I'll treasure forever. I thouroughly enjoyed the time we spent together, and I'm fairly confident she did too.

But there were things that I ignored that I shouldn't have, occurences that became patterns. I'll probably always be in love with her, but I don't love her anymore.

And, to finish things off:

The UK's smallest carnivore, the weasel is nevertheless a fearsome predator, and its small size enables it to follow small rodents (its favourite food source) deep into their holes and tunnels - once the chase is on there is little chance of escape for the prey. Looking very similar to its close relative the stoat, smaller size and lack of black on the tip of the tail are the main distinguishing features. In summer what appear to be 'gangs' of weasels may be encountered, these tend not to be gangs as such, but are usually a mother with a litter of young. After a few weeks though these parties will break up as the young move off to establish their own territories.


I like weasels. When I play a wizard or sorceror in D&D, my familiar is always a butterfly or a weasel.

Groove Coverage -- The End

2006-01-19

Soon as You Get Over [Her], Your Light will Truly Shine

Two things that have occured to me in the past half hour.

1) I have no angry music. I have no music that I can put on and turn up really loud when I'm angry, and have it reflect my mood. I guess that's one of the problems with having a primarily dance/pop playlist.

2) My graphics engine could barely handle a MuD, let alone UO, or heaven forbid, WoW.

Sugababes -- Just Let It Go

2006-01-14

Spinning 'round an empty room

While we're on the subject of girls, and let's face it, there are few (none, really) subjects more worthy of attention...

So it got really slow 'round 10 or so, and Jess was in the back, folding boxes, in anticipation of going home. Mike, Joe, and I were up front. Actually, Mike was still out on a delivery, he wasn't in the story until later. And Joe? Maybe he was in the back? Not sure. Anyway. So I'm up front, when two people walk in. A couple, judging by their interaction (And his later use of "That's my girl" in a proud manner.) I give them the standard spiel, about the carry-out specials on the far left panel, and the additional specials on our little fold out menu, then tell them that I'm going to "Go, um, do stuff" and to give me a holler when they're ready to order. Normally, people just look at me kind of funny or ignore me when I say that, but they actually were like "You got it." So I went and slapped out some pizza, and then they actually hollered at me that they were ready to order, which was awesome. Not yelled, just let me know in a sufficiently, but certiainly not unreasonably, loud voice that they were ready to order. This may be the first time that someone's ever done that, and I haven't had to go ask them. That alone made them pretty awesome. But as I walk up there, they're quoting Super Troopers. That's a great thing in any social situation. I wish it were more universal - fantastic way to break the ice, and what-not.

But anyway.

So they order. And we talk about the fact that she loves Star Wars and he really likes Halo. It's these kinds of situations that make me wonder how it would have been different had another MIT been in my place, but anyway. We talked a little after they got their order, got her to take an application, though she really wants to work at Gamestop.

Yep.

Wow, this tale *really* suffers in the retelling. Lemme see if I can salvage it at all.

...

Nope. I'm going to write that one off as being another victim of my terrible retelling skills. But I couldn't get her off of my mind for the next few hours, only because she seemed like the kind of girl I'd like to date - energetic, excited, kinda hyper, cool, sweet, similiar interests... but I ramble. Probably just an aftereffect of my current social isolation (self-imposed or not, argue that with me all you want. And, come to think of it, it's not really an argument when both sides agree.)

Hmm. I don't really know where I'm going with this one at all. It seemed a lot clearer when I started writing, but it's just dovetailing into general rambling.

So I'll end this post now, try to come up with something better later.

Dt8 Project -- The Sun is Shining (Down on Me)

Secret moments

Had a weird dream last night. I remember it fairly vividly, since I was woken up in the middle of it by my cell phone's wake-up call feature. Warning: If the concept of me having sex isn't something you don't want to read about, skip this post.

So yeah, I was having sex with Mindy. I don't really remember the background to it, except it was the 'we had just gotten back together' kind. It was taking place in the guest room, back when it had the really springy bed, before it went to Janelle's room. That, and we left the door open, for some reason. Janelle sat up in her room and saw what was going on, but went back to sleep. Kind of random. That, and later, after we were done, we were lying there, just kind of talking, when Mom walks through the door. She was like "Oh, Mindy, didn't know you were here." And Mindy didn't freak out as she normally would in that kind of situation (well, at least five years ago), but was just like "Hey, Ms. Martin. Woulda said hi when I came in, but I figured you were asleep." That's all.

Well, that, and the graphic sexual details, which I'll spare y'all.

Just another random dream.

Donna Lewis -- I Love You

2006-01-12

These real emotions are shaking up the world

Watch out, bitches. The platypus is poisonous.





I just noticed this. It's a signature on my guild's forum. I don't know why, but it strikes my as downright hilarious. Just had to share that.

Koda Kuma -- Real Emotion

2006-01-10

I don't know where you're going, and I don't know why

I'm still here. I don't think I've posted at all this year. Wait, I did once, but that was just the 1.9 patch notes, and that was only so that I wouldn't have to go hunt them down every time I had a question about them. But I'm still here, and I plan on resuming posting here shortly - I have today and tomorrow off (And yesterday, though I don't think it counts anymore, since I ended up going in for about an hour to cover for Joe, who was coming in from Dripping Springs and was going to be a bit late.) There are a few posts I still plan on making - one final post about Lilie, to wrap everything up, which I STILL haven't done, though I could have done it any time in the last few months, and it wouldn't have been that different. Well, it would have. My thoughts on the matter change frequently, but they're settling down. Still want to catch up on what's going on with work and/or life - they're more or less one and the same right now. Cleaning my room right now; it's the first time I've cleaned it - really cleaned it - since I moved here. Well, the second. The first was a turbo run the last time Lilie came over, left, and said she might be coming back later. Yeah.

In other news, I got my picture storage blog whitelisted, so I can resume posting pictures there linking them here, which is nice.

Oh, and I figure I'll probably post something about how I blew it completely with Ambra.

Well, that's not really fair. There really wasn't anything there to screw up in the first place, just me doing weird, random things.

Which is nothing new.

Dht -- Listen to Your Heart