This constitutes mental conniptions on my part. Promptly ignore it and move on with your life instead of reading it. It's just free form ranting really.

What IS going on in this fucking world? Any time I hit CNN I see the world has, in fact, forgotten it's damned handbasket. Unemployment continues to rise, poverty continues to rise, war continues to rage, mass hysteria is one step away from domineering our whole planet and no one's enjoying it. I find myself burying my head into music, art, literature, science, exittainment, the lot ... I keep hoping that something somewhere will hold us together.

I'm not the only one without a job, and it's not just the "no job" thing that's getting to me. Employers have such luxuries in picking people now that fry cooks are required to have completed their doctoral thesis before they're let near the grill. We are being shat upon and being told to enjoy it! Bend over, kiss ass and we might give you our table scraps. The rich are getting richer and I'm starting to be fed up with it, as the rest of us have to tighten our belts until there's no waist left.

Bonnie and Clyde, here I am. Robin Hood, you better fucking believe it. A Newry Highwayman could I be. Or maybe we should riot. A little burning and pillaging always proves a point. What will it take to get us out of this? Who do I have to personally go to and shoot before this world comes out of this self-flogging lifestyle?

Have you noticed the fascination with Las Vegas lately? Noticed that Lotto ticket sales are going up? Reality television where you make an idiot of yourself for a few dollars? What's next? Don't think bad taste has reached rock bottom, because we're still a long way from that. It can and will get worse.

I'm fed up with it. I'm done saying I want a revolution. If something doesn't happen soon, I'm going to go out and fucking start one....

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Monkey went home for Thanksgiving. Monkey so unfamiliar with own home, monkey get big cut on jaw from pillow. Pillow have zipper. Pillow not Monkey's pillow... monkey sad.

Hot dayum...must get the Prince of Persia Sands of Time soundtrack.

Today is supposed to be a day of thanks, for all that we have been given.

But today, I'm not thankful.

Yesterday was a terrible day. There was a horrific accident on the San Mateo bridge Tuesday afternoon, the driver of a Volvo station wagon was killed when it was dragged a considerable distance after being hit by a semi truck. The car was not only destroyed, it caught fire, and the victim was so badly burned as to be almost unidentifiable.

That victim was my friend, Anicka Mihalik. She was driving my friend Bodhi's Volvo station wagon, and was carrying her beloved pewterware to a fair that she was merchanting at this weekend. I got the news yesterday morning.

If anyone who reads this has *ANY* information regarding this tragedy, or knows some way of getting more information on when the police will decide whether or not to bring up charges on the driver of the truck, or any information at all, please e-mail me, and let me know. I will not let this rest, and I will not be kept in the dark.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Another year has passed and I am, in fact, a little older today. I travel through time the same way as everyone else -- one day at a time. I suppose, now that I'm 27 (God that number seems high) I should say something noble and wise, but unfortunately I still can't think of anything.

With age is supposed to come wisdom, but for me all that comes is more age. I don't feel any wiser. I don't look any wiser. I just feel and look a little older. The day has come and gone and I'm one step closer to 30, and one step closer to 40, and all the rest. And I suppose what hurts the most is that I don't feel like I've made much of an impact with my life. I'm just another name, another number, another statistic. I still don't have work. I still can't afford to pay my own way in life. I still can't seem to make ends meet.

I was sad that I couldn't see most of my friends today, but they all had good reasons and I hope they are doing better. Christy and I ate at Fuddrucker's and the service was terrible -- the order was botched and after we had them correct it, my burger was lukewarm. We went and saw Matrix Revolutions, and it was pretty much what I expected it to be, i.e. decent but not great. And here I am, home again, writing about the passage of time.

I'm sorry, I don't mean to make it seem like the world is an awful place, because it isn't. It just is what it is and we all have to adapt to that, even me. I know people like to think of me as tough-as-nails, mean-sunnuva-bitch-who-fights-to-the-end, but even I can't fight forever, and it has been hard as of late, waking up each morning, falling asleep each night, knowing that tomorrow is another day filled of nothingness, no purpose, no goal, no focus.

Do not think I'm giving up, though. I'm too proud, too strong, too willful, too determined, too stupid, too crazy and too unfinished to let that happen. There are a million and one things I have left to do, and I'm not giving up. I can't give up; that's just not my way. But I can take a few moments to rest and recoup, and for now, I need to regain some strength, because dealing with each day at a time is sapping my resourcefulness.

Another year has passed and I'm just a little older, a little more frustrated, a little more beaten down. But being beaten down doesn't make you beaten. I'm just trying to catch my second wind.

Happy belated birthday to me, ya bastiche.

After much debate and the possible realization that since Cliff was born in Indonesia he might actually have been born yesterday California time, it has come to our attention that Cliff Hicks was born at 2AM California time and 4AM Nebraska time.

Thank you.

Happy Birthday, Cliff!

And kids, size doesn't matter. At least, not in this particular category. ^^

Happy B-Day Cliff =)

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag, Cliff!

Van harte gefeliciteerd met je verjaardag, Cliff!

Felichan Naskightagon, Cliff!

Otanjou-bi Omedetou Gozaimasu, Kurifu-San!


I think I win. ^^;

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLIFF!!!!!

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Freaking the fuck out right now. Two major projects due next Tuesday, another project in marketing due the following Tuesday, finals coming up and family coming here - recipe for me fritzed out of my mind.

Damn, I need some downtime. Thank the heavens for Turkey Day. -_-;;

OK people, entertain me.

lol...well this NGage still hasn't run outa good stuff happening. Looks like I'm now going to the Spike TV Videogame Awards and the afterparty. It could be a huge joke but I'll be damned if I won't go =)

Dude, relax, it was in the San Jose Mercury on Sunday, which means it was probably in the Oakland Tribune, or the SF Chronicle. Go read the paper, man. ^^

In other news,my computer crashed 3 times this morning, and my monitor blew up. So far it's been a terrific Monday! ^^

Someone... somewhere... PLEASE! Bring to me the OPUS! Berkeley Breathed, I must receive your satirically sacred word!

"In Newry Town I was bred and born
In Steven's Green now I'll die in scorn.
I served my time to the saddling trade
but I turned out to be, I turned out to be a roving blade.
At seventeen I took a wife
I loved her dearly as I love life
And for to keep both fine and gay
I took to robbing, I took to robbing on the King's highway.
I never robbed any poor man yet
Nor any tradesman has cause to fret
I rob the lords and their ladies bright
I take their jewels, I take their jewels to my heart's delight.
To Covent Garden I make my way
With my dear wife for to see the play
Lord Fielding's corps they did me pursue
And I was taken, I was taken by that cursed crew.
My father cried, "Oh, my darling son"
My wife she wept and said, "I'm undone"
My mother tore her white locks and cried,
"'Twas in the cradle, 'twas in the cradle that he should have died."
And when I'm dead and in my grave
A flashy funeral pray let me have
With six bold highwaymen to carry me
Give them good broadswords, good broadswords and liberty.
Six pretty maidens to bear my pall
Give them white ribbons and garlands all
For when I'm dead, aye they'll speak the truth
He was a wild and a wicked youth."

--"Newry Highwayman," trad.

AAH MOTHERLAND!!!

Its all about the M to the OngolianBBQ

I protest waking up to "Your Body is a Wonderland" two mornings in a row.

I protest strongly.

I'm scared.

For all your shut-off-the-damn-windows-key-so-ffxi-won't-freaking-crash needs, please go to this page.

Enjoy.

The hierarchy of fast food, in my eyes, goes like this:

From top to bottom:
Arby's
Carl's Jr.
Del Taco
In-n-Out
Wendy's
Taco Bell
Burger King
Jack in the Box
McDonalds
Dirt

Remember that.

Is it bad that the recent Monopoly game was the only reason I felt I should eat McDonalds again?
On the other hand, I did get a free medium extra value meal, a free drink, $3 in Best buy bucks and Park Place 3 times. There's nothing crueler than being halfway to 1 million twice in the same meal.

On the subject of Mickey D's, when did they decide to only start marketing to people from the ghetto? Seriously...it's like Snoop Dogg is heading up their advertising campaign. Just wait... soon you'll go to McDizzles and get some French Frizzies and a Big Mizzack.

I need to enroll myself in rehab for my severe addiction to McDonald's french fries.

Seriously, they're like crack...

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Ah, Red Meat...

Besides, I had 'em beat by something like, what... 4 years? Yeah. Something like that. Oh, and did I mention I had EVERY song EVER on my station? Yeah....that. :D

Final Fantasy Radio hits AOL...

Hm. I'd be interested, but apparently there aren't any songs from any games before VII in the mix. So, really, what's the point?

It's all about the Red Mage Mithra...

...level 5 moving up fast.

I'm the unicorn. That's a little too pure, though I wouldn't really mind the whole "putting my head in virgin laps" thing...

Okay, okay, people, I'll take the damn test.

But take a look at this image first. And they said that homosexuality in sports is a taboo subject. Note that I don't claim that Bill Parcells and Bill Belichick are gay... but hey, guys are allowed to hug, right? And close their eyes ever-so-slightly, and tilt their heads to the side with their mouths op... hmm.

You are Form 9, Vampire: The Undying.

"And The Vampire was all that remained on
the blood drowned creation. She attempted to
regrow life from the dead. But as she was
about to give the breath of life, she was
consumed in the flame of The Phoenix and the
cycle began again."

Some examples of the Vampire Form are Hades (Greek)
and Isis (Egyptian).
The Vampire is associated with the concept of
death, the number 9, and the element of fire.
Her sign is the eclipsed moon.

As a member of Form 9, you are a very realistic
individual. You may be a little idealistic,
but you are very grounded and down to earth.
You realize that not everything lasts, but you
savor every minute of the good times. While
you may sometimes find yourself lonely, you
have strong ties with people that will never be
broken. Vampires are the best friends to have
because they are sensible.


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So Cliff and Greg are going to consume me? Christy had better watch out for brown couches. hehe =0)

This sounds about right.

You are Form 3, Unicorn: The Innocent.

"And The Unicorn knew she wasn't meant to
go into the Dark Wood. Disregarding the advice
given to her by the spirits, Unicorn went
inside and bled silver blood.. For her
misdeed, the world knew evil."

Some examples of the Unicorn Form are Eve
(Christian) and Pandora (Greek).
The Unicorn is associated with the concept of
innocence, the number 3, and the element of
water.
Her sign is the twilight sun.

As a member of Form 3, you are a curious
individual. You are drawn to new things and
become fascinated with ideas you've never come
in contact with before. Some people may say
you are too nosey, but it's only because you
like getting to the bottom of things and
solving them. Unicorns are the best friends to
have because they are inquisitive.


Which Mythological Form Are You?
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LOL, innocent would be very, very true... ^^

That invader Zim quiz is proof that stupid people shouldn't be allowed to make those things. Jesus it was predictable.

And I somehow managed to be a phoenix as well, Cliff. Even though I'm pretty sure choosing the Forest as an element doesn't go too well with the whole "Flaming Bird" thing. :D

You are Form 0, Phoenix: The Eternal.

"And The Phoenix's cycle had reached
zenith, so he consumed himself in fire. He
emerged from his own ashes, to be forever
immortal."

Some examples of the Phoenix Form are Quetzalcoatl
(Aztec), Shiva (Indian), and Ra-Atum
(Egyptian).
The Phoenix is associated with the concept of life,
the number 0, and the element of fire.
His sign is the eclipsed sun.

As a member of Form 0, you are a determined
individual. You tend to keep your sense of
optomism, even through tough times and have a
positive outlook on most situations. You have
a way of looking at going through life as a
journey that you can constantly learn from.
Phoenixes are the best friends to have because
they cheer people up easily.


Which Mythological Form Are You?
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Surprised? Not really...

Dib // Dib is Zim's worst enemy. He is Gaz's
brother too. His favourite show is
"Mysterious Mysteries". His quote is
"Taste me Gaz! I'm delicious!"


Which Invader Zim character are you?
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GIR // GIR is one of the most hilarious people on
the show. He's a robot and is SUPPOSED to be
helping Zim. His quote is "Can I be a
moongoose dog?"


Which Invader Zim character are you?
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Well, duh...

I have a guinea pig in my hoodie pocket. ^^

"Grace under pressure
Cooling palm across my brow
Eyes of an angel
Lay me down
We still believe in love so fuck you"

- "Grace Under Pressure," Elbow

Oh, my God...finally!!

Shit, double shit, triple shit...

Plain out FUCK.

Hahahahahahahahaha, a hahahahahahahahahahahahah!

I had to post this here, though Dom has it on Megatokyo right now too... ^^

Nokia is sooooo not doing well with this.

I just wanna say one word to you. Just one word.

Are you listening?

Plastics.

So that was a waste of my day.

Yes, Mraz was an awesome show.

Yes, Erin's impression of Travolta is... something to behold. And I'll leave it at that.

Yes, I would have indeed strangled Dave if he had missed the Ataris.

Yes, I do indeed have an interview with Nokia tomorrow.

Ah, nothing like the easy dates... Happy B-day Dave! Treat yourself after work, go get drunk somewhere. ^^

And now for something completely different...

I have returned from my Jason Mraz experience, and I am currently sitting at my desk with something resembling a hangover, but as I partook of no alcohol last night, that cannot be what I am suffering from. What I suffer from, no one knows... ^^

The concert last night was fantastic. Jason Mraz never fails to disappoint, and always puts up an awesome show. Any performance that has me up and dancing is a good show. The man has personality and major vocal skillz. I'd kill to be able to sing like him.

We got to the show a little late, due to some confusion regarding directions (the center of town is not usually the location you're looking for), but that ended up working to our advantage, as it allowed us to get a little lost, go 'round the wrong side of the building, and find Toca Rivera, the percussionist (he’s been with Mraz since Mraz started doing music. Very cool guy) hanging out with a couple of fans and smoking. He very kindly signed my CD. The amusing part of this was that one of the buses was off to our left, and with the windows open, we could clearly see Jason and some bandmates smoking. When I walked behind the bus, I got a lungful of some pot. Yes, they were very baked for the show, but it really didn’t affect the performance at all. They were note perfect on stage. My dad called it ‘taking the edge off’. ^^

The show itself had some delightful moments; during “I’ll Do Anything” Jason changed the lyrics to Toca’s actual cell phone number, which we later called and found out his voice mailbox was full (given to a house full of teenyboppers who I’m sure screamed “OMG!! Can we talk to Jason?!?? *giggle, giggle*” in to the phone…*shudder*); a disco version of “Sleep All Day” (I did my imitation of John Travolta on that one, ask Cliff, it was a sight…); teaching the audience a new language (basically scatting (dobe do do do etc.), which Jason is a master of), and beautiful performances of old and new songs, and a basically fantastic setlist. The man can truly rock. If he’s coming to your town, I suggest you grab tickets now. He’s worth every penny.

We didn’t get home until about midnight, as I tried to indulge my fangirlishness to get an autograph, but Jason was too tired, and went straight to his bus (he probably had the munchies something awful). It was entertaining to watch him walk by unnoticed, and then see all the teenyboppers do double takes. ^^ It makes my day when the glitterazzi is foiled. I didn’t care that much. I got to see a great concert, let the man get his rest.

But now I’m suffering a severe case of sleep deprivation, as I didn’t fall asleep until 2am (too excited), and then got woken up by my cats freaking out cause of the raccoon in the yard, and then woke up at 6am for a doctors appointment at 7am that I couldn’t make anyway because the freeway was backed up for 10 miles because CalTrain is really smart and closed off two lanes of the busiest freeway during the worst hours of the commute. *deep breath* So now I’m work, really kinda tired, but buzzed after my wonderful evening.

Yeah, that’s too long. But that’s me right now. Excuse me, I need to annoy my co-workers by singing Jason.

Happy Birthday Dave! Wow, being born on 11/11... even for the dyslexic, that's easy to remember.

Just as a quick post from werk. I must thank Clliff for his threat of strangeling me if I didn't get my ass back to the Ataris concert Sunday. Quite worth the drive back to the Mandalay Bay.

Wheeeee!!! I'm 22...whats a more fun way to spend my B-Day than at werk x_x

Have I ever mentioned that there are few better ways to beat someone in Magic than by hitting him upside the head with a purple hippo?

Hey Dave...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH!

:D

So I wake up this afternoon, look at the puffy white clouds, and decide to thro on my flipflops and go read in the bookshop below my apartment. Twenty minutes later, downpour.

Oh yeah, I have my own apartment now. Feel free to send things.

All Hail Mother Nature!!

...

Right...

Now go look at Hageshiku. Now. THE POWER OF RICE COMPELS YOU!!

Okay, where the hell am I?

It's HAILING outside my fucking window...

My ears want to bleed. Now why would they want to bleed some may ask? Well take a look at the list of events I did for Nokia. That concert was the fucking shit man!!!

The quest has ended...

The Kill Bill soundtrack has been obtained.

A new quest will begin anew another day.


Hold on, this wasn't my quest. Well, it ended successfully, and i guess that's what matters.

"A Mexican newspaper reports that bored Royal Air Force pilots
stationed on the Falkland Islands have devised what they consider a
marvelous new game. Noting that the local penguins are fascinated by
airplanes, the pilots search out a beach where the birds are gathered
and fly slowly along it at the water's edge. Perhaps ten thousand
penguins turn their heads in unison watching the planes go by, and
when the pilots turn around and fly back, the birds turn their heads
in the opposite direction, like spectators at a slow-motion tennis
match. Then, the paper reports, 'The pilots fly out to sea and
directly to the penguin colony and overfly it. Heads go up, up, up,
and ten thousand penguins fall over gently onto their backs.'"

--Audobon Society Magazine

Sorry, I couldn't resist...

They said I couldn't do it... but I proved them wrong, oh yes... I found a book that's out of print in Japan, and was supposedly unfindable in the local bookstores. Mmm... tasty tasty manga.

Yes, I'm finding comfort in small things. Sue me.

I would have, but I have no brain.

I'm listening to hold music right now. I think I'm going to shoot myself.

Our friend Megan has a 40D cup head...

Don't ask. Seriously.

Oh, I'm working on it again Erin, but you should have reminded me earlier.

God, I'm so obsessed. Thanks go to Cliff for completely distracting me at work with this.

If anyone has a way for me to interview Mayer with a list of questions I have, please e-mail me. I'd like to be your new best friend.

Speaking of interviews... Cliff? Done yet?

You know... I wish I could make employers do the Ocean's 11 thing...

"You're either in or you're out -- right now."

Delay of decision ... 5 day penalty.

Broderick and Lane confirmed for Producer's Return.

I want to go to New York!

"Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the King's horses and all the King's men,
Couldn't put Humpty back together again.

-Mother Goose

I need a Sunday subscription to the Washington Post and I need it stat! (Okay, before mid November...)

BERKE BREATHED LIVES!

Two great comics: CtrlAltDel, a comic that I have been enjoying for quite a while, and Radioactive Panda, which is pretty new but quite funny already.

Heh. "Bumfuckvania".

Read and you'll find out ^^

Whoo!!! I knew this damn NGage thing would turn up something good eventually. Who'd a thunk I'd get paid to goto these things?


Echo & The Bunnymen with The Stills 5-Nov

Rancid with Tiger Army and Nekromantix 8-Nov

Ataris with Vendetta Red, Hopesfall & Planes Mistaken For Stars 9-Nov

Rusted Root 14-Nov

Less Than Jake with Rufio and Fall Out Boy 16-Nov

Lit/American Hi-Fi with The Matches 22-Nov

So I'm cruising Craigslist, and see... a job that's perfect for me! Requires 2-3 years' experience writing, requires a good knowledge of the market blahdy blah.

And it's at Nokia.

No, that's not gonna be a short-lived job at all...

Sorry I've been ... drifting ... lately. Can't really put my mind to words and for a writer, that's the most horrible thing ever. So I'm trying to figure out how to make it all make sense without losing what little sanity I have left. I'll endure, I promise, it's just hard. And my music has been sanctuary, to know that other people have, somewhere, somehow, understood where I am.

Does it make you a bad person if the next two games you want to play--a fighting game and a mech combat game--also happen to be pornographic? Or does it say more about the Japanese PC game market than about your own habits?

Or am I just trying too hard to justify buying Variable Geo and Balneko Force?

Note: These links have been screened beforehand and do not, in fact, contain any questionable content. If you wander to other, related sites... well, 'tain't my fault.

"We should change the name of this blog to 'Lets quote'."

-CuteLittleActress

We should change the name of this blog to "Lets quote".

The policeman stood and faced his God, which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, policeman. How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek? To my church have you been true?"
The policeman squared his shoulders and said, "No Lord I guess I ain't,
Because those of us who carry badges can't always be a Saint.
I've had to work most Sundays, and at times my work was rough.
Sometimes I have been violent, because the streets are awfully tough.
But I never took a penny that wasn't mine to keep.
I worked a lot of overtime when the bills just got too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help, though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me, I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place among the people here.
They never wanted me around except to calm their fear.
If you've a place for me here, Lord It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much, but if you don't I'll understand."
There was a silence all around the throne where the Saints had often trod.
As the policeman waited quietly for the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, policeman, You've borne your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets you've done your time in
Hell."

--"Policeman's Heaven", Author: Unknown

"The night before the moon died / you realized
the flowers that you picked / and kept locked away
Were never to be seen/ by naked lovers' eyes
The night before the moon died / you realized
you had a chance to make it right
but you never did
Take your car right out of gear / send it over the sea
Touch your fingers to the water / Put your hands to your face
The night before the moon died / you realized
You had your chance to make it right
You had your chance to change your mind
You had your chance /
to save your life /
but you never did"

--"Moon", dada

"A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an
invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write
a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort
the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone,
solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program
a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, and lastly
die gallantly. Specialization is for insects."

--Robert A. Heinlein

"fools leave too soon.
built to fill roles and fall
standing alone again, distant and dissatisfied.

these four years, and how we say goodbye to these four years.
it's a long goodbye with mixed emotions.
just fragments of another life.

well i'm not dead yet
(but the regrets are killing me)
(but the regrets are killing me)"

- "But the Regrets Are Killing Me," American Football (defunct)

It's been a great damn weekend over here...

On halloween, I got together with my friend Tom. We went to lunch, then on the way out from there we were somehow drawn to the mall...and cold stone...then EB Games...where I got PSOnline...and it was good.

Well, we figured we should depart at that point...no need to spend anymore $...then Best Buy looms in the foreground...but we succeeded in staving off expenditure once again, only to be seduced by the buy 2 get 1 free deal on video games at Toys'R'Us. Splinter Cell, MGS2 and Soul Caliber 2 were to be had. And it was quite good.

Well, figuring that enough was enough, we headed back to his place and proceeded to scare trick or treaters, (the teenage ones that are usually assholes, not the kids), before heading out to my apartment. Once there, well, haloing was pursued with extreme prejudice. Kevin and David showed up, where drunken Kevin still managed to give Tom, the most lethal haloer, a run for his money. Kevin gets better when drunk apparently. Anyways, at 3AM, bedtime occured. And it was very good.

Saturday was fun, what with test driving cars (Lancer Evolution...love that thing) and then haloing again into the night. But this time, with a non-drunk Kevin, I actually managed to stay a little bit ahead of him overall, and even won a game (only a 10 frag limit by accident, with 2 lucky triple kill rocket shots). Otherwise, it was David and Tom sparring for top honors. More like brawling actually. And it was entertaining and good.

Anyways, after haloing was accomplished, we broke out the game so addicting that it is worse than crack. Worse than heroin even. My God Man, it's worse than Risk!

Yes, we played Settlers of Catan. We're weak.

Actually, it was a damn fun game this time. At first, I was pretty much getting the shaft in the way of settlement placement, but Kevin and David started getting distracted with buying development cards, and Tom was going for longest road. So what did I do? I started building. And building. One settlement becomes a city. Then another. There goes another settlement in, and whoa - now it's a city. Eventually, I had 9 points, out of 10 needed to win...and Kevin breaks out the victory points right before I can place the last settlement and win. Shit. I guess it was good.

NEXT TIME GADGET! NEXT TIME!!

So we ended the night with some episodes of Family Guy, farking hilarious. 4:30 was bedtime, with a good breakfast this morning and now I'm at the Union building on Campus typing this out.

And it has been very good.

"What's this? Blueberries! Oh, oh my G... oh, that's better than sex!" -Stewie

"Sunrise like a nose-bleed, your head hurts and you can't breathe /
You been tryin' to throw your arms around the world.
How far are you gonna go before you lose your way back home /
You been tryin' to throw your arms around the world."
-"Tryin' to Throw Your Arms Around The World," U2

HAPPY
(belated)
BIRTHDAY
DOM

There we go...

And in case you were wondering about all the destruction and mayhem in the news, that was me and my friend Tom. We apologize for the inconvenience, but we were out destroying the world last night. What a way to spend halloween ^^

You know it's a good birthday when your presents are a Zachary's Pizza, a big ol' strawberry cheesecake, and a box of Lactaid.