"When the sun came up
We were sleeping in
Sunk inside our blankets
Sprawled across the bed, and we
were dreaming

There are moments when
When I know it and
The world revolves around us
And we're keeping it
Keep it all going
This delicate balance
Vulnerable, all knowing
(Sing like you think no one's listening)

You would kill for this
Just a little bit
Just a little bit
You would kill for this
(Sing like you think no one's listening)

You would kill for this
Just a little bit
Just a little bit
You would

Sing me something soft
Sad and delicate
Or loud and out of key
Sing me anything

We're glad for what we've got
Done with what we've lost
Our whole lives laid out
Right in front of us
(Sing like you think no one's listening)

You would kill for this
Just a little bit
Just a little bit
You would, you would
(Sing like you think no one's listening)

You would kill for this
Just a little bit
Just a little bit
You would

Sing me something soft
Sad and delicate
Or loud and out of key
Sing me anything"

-Straylight Run, "Existentialism On Prom Night"

Merry late X-Mas all!!! Much fun in my world! Been in a car wreck, had to deal with car salseman (oh yay), and a bunch a fun cheesy gifts. Plus today I saw my work removed my design for the company site and put some monstrocity up. Please do tell me if this is as bad as I think it is or if I'm just crazy. Shocking how someone could even use Frontpage anymore.

http://auctionrda.com/

Merry Christmas!

I've had a lovely day. I got a wonderful present of a PS2 (the new, tiny ones), and spent a delightful afternoon indulging in one of my other presents: Lord of the Rings: The Third Age. A cheesy RPG, but very enjoyable none the less. ^^

I hope that everyone has a lovely day, and may you stuff yourselves on good food tonight. ^_^

Happy Holidays!

Merry Christmas all.

Getting on a plane in a few hours to leave the Arctic Tundra and return to sunny Cali, from one family to another. Hopefully someone can come get my ass from the airport. Otherwise I'll be sitting down and finishing the novel right there until someone can come pick me up. Whee, fun, huh?

Oh, best presents this year from the folks and crew? The lil bro gave me one of the two Marx Brothers collections, and the fam got me a TiVo. God bless technology.

Let me not be stuck in an airport. Let my friends have a wonderful Christmas. May their dreams come true and all the world cater to their demands, if for only one day. I know I try to.

Off to the airport.

Merry Christmas everyone.

Sorry for the aborted post from a few days ago. But I really do dislike the Blogger format when it comes to just entering some text and forgetting about it.

Anyway, I just got back from Christmas, and my neck is most likely going to be sore in the morning. Nothing quite like a 5-year-old sitting on your shoulders and telling you where to go to give your neck muscles a workout. But I'm very pleased.

This Christmas' haul: A good book and four great Humphrey Bogart movies (Casablanca, Key Largo, The Big Sleep, The Maltese Falcon). And, of course, a lot of time spent with my distressingly cute nieces. :)

Oh, and while I don't want to jinx it, it looks like I've made a profit in Magic Online thanks to the "Nix tix" drafts, where the only cost to play is the product. Mmm, self-sustaining play...

I have just finished reading 6 years worth of PVP. It's taken me 4 days, and it was worth every minute I spent hunched over my laptop laughing my ass off.

Scott Kurtz, if I ever meet you, I'm going to shake your hand. Then I'm going to beg for a sketch of Brent being eaten by a giant panda, because that entertains me so. ^_^

Oh, and Happy Christmas, 38 minutes early. ^_^

Merry Christmas from Sin City...

Thank you, Frank Miller. Thank you, Robert Rodriguez.

So I'm sitting here staring at

I'm leavin' on a jet plane... don't know when I'll be back again... leavin' on a jet plane....

Actually, back after Christmas.

The following appeared on my niece's kindergarten report card:

"Isabelle has learned how to use her powers for not-evil."

I'm not kidding. She truly is related to me...

And ow. My back hurts from carrying around her little sister too long. Oh well. I love my nieces, so it's all good :)

I'll be wearing a tie today...

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...

...

I am not amused. People damn well better appreciate this.

So I survived the East Coast. And I'm obviously more of a West Coast guy, I think.

If you're wondering why The Touched didn't get updated for a little while, it was because oop-ack's HD space was filled with a gig or two of spam. It's gone now.

I actually have time to watch DVDs again. I don't know how I fit it into my busy work schedule, but I have time.

Who knew?

Back on Thursday.

Bet he had mixed feelings about winning that award...

Happy birthday Sherrie!

"The world is like a ride in an amusement park. And when you choose to go on it, you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question, is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, 'Hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride...'

"And we... kill those people.

"Ha ha.

"'Shut. Him. Up.'

"'We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up. Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This just has to be real.'

"Just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. But it doesn't matter because: It's just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one."

We miss you, Bill. Your words have gotten me through some hard times and these words more than any other always speak to my soul. I wish you were still around to keep speaking your mind. I think you'd be more pissed off now than ever... and we could use that right about now...

*I* have an IMDB entry... That's funny shit.

I was going to write something important and meaningful, something that would inspire people to move from their status quos to a more prominent and assertive form of life. But I forgot it.

Ah well, lethargy rules.

(Really, I just wanted to post something up here.)

"I'm a fuckin' raspberry!"
"You're not a fuckin' raspberry! We go through this every weekend!"

Hehehehe... I love GTA: San Andreas.

GodDAMN, but space is pretty!

Whee, 24 days left till Christmas.

I don't think I'll be buying a lot this year. The lack of a job makes things a little harder (oh, that Microsoft thing isn't hiring until April... *sigh*), but now I've had to take my cat to vet for the second time in a week.

Last week on Thanksgiving, we had to take Niree to the vet because she decided to get sick all over my bed, for about 5 hours. Cliff, who had joined my family for Thanksgiving, very kindly drove, and after 3 hours, we still had a sick cat, only now shot full of drugs, a hump of water on her shoulder, and an expensive emergency vet bill. She was better by Saturday, but now, she's got an open sore around her rear, and I had to take her in again this morning to get things drained. Turns out not only do that have to anesthetize her and flush out the sac, they have to stich up the sore because it's that much worse. AND if that doesn't work, she might have to have the sac surgically removed, which according to the nurse, is a very risky procedure. I love my cat, and this will get done, but the wallet is starting to hurt a bit from it. I'm alright, I have money saved, but still, it's stressful, and not a happy thing. I just hope this works, and we don't have the problem again. I'll pick her up this afternoon after 4, and I'll cuddle her when she gets home.

It's getting to the point where I might just go over to Barnes and Noble to get work, just to keep my sanity. I've never had a really well paying job, and I'm beginning to think I'm not going to for a long time, but I'm okay with that. As long as I have the money to buy books occasionally, visit friends every now and then, and keep the ones I hold dear healthy, I'm pretty much okay.

But I still wish my cat were okay...