Monday, September 29, 2003

Sympatico
blows (I mean sucks). On Saturday they decided that I had cancelled my service. I had not. Poor K was on the phone with them for hours trying to sort it out (sucker) and they finally admitted fault. We get a free month of service to make up for their gross ineptitude. Whoopie!

I'm switching to a new provider come the new year. My god they're terrible. They're run by a collection of limbless, lobotomized monkies.

I was so pissed at the outage that I had to go out and spend money. I bought myself a Game Boy Advance SP and Final Fantasy Tactics Advance. It's a great game. I'm very happy with my purchase. I've been craving some good old fashion 2D gaming fun and this will tide me over nicely until Viewtiful Joe arrives in about 2 weeks. I anticipate Joe so very much. Hell, I anticipate the COMMERCIALS for Joe. It's so beautiful...

I'm back to work now. I think the vacation may have worked. I was quite alert and productive and the day really flew by. Not only that, I look forward to returning tomorrow. This be good.

Edit: Oh yes... note to Aaron. Eisenhorn is finished with the exception of the base (Image 1, Image 2, Image 3). Don't click if you want a surprise, belated birthday boy.

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Friday, September 26, 2003

I remember when bra shopping was akin to bamboo-under-the-fingernails-torture for me. Now it's almost a pleasant experience. Almost.

I had more work done on my arm today. It's so close to being finished... a touchup here and there and the final bits of white and that should do it. It's funny... we were joking about how slow work is with me today. I mention that we DID manage to get through my wings eventually at which point she begins "now that you mention it, I want to get into that red some more" before I cut her off with childish sobbing and moaning.

Five layers of red is enough methinks.

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Wednesday, September 24, 2003

My cat doesn't have eyes...he has
Deadlights.

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This vacation has not been particularly refreshing. No no no, not at all. I did manage to get some writing in (half a story), a whole lot of sitting and laying down... and not much else. Even the slacking wasn't particularly enjoyable as I did most of it by myself. I need to take a course in how to relax properly. I fear I'll feel as drained when I return to work as I did before I left.

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Tuesday, September 23, 2003

Underworld was a waste of 15 hours. What? You say it was less than 3? Well, if you say so. It felt like at least 15 to me. I wont burn away any more time talking about it.

Except... the guy who played Viktor would make a great casting choice if they ever made an
Eisenhorn movie.

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Sunday, September 21, 2003

Holy vertigo Batman.

I have been so dizzy this morning. I've been walking into walls and the "up" direction seems to be somewhere above and to the left of my left ear. I've managed to break a sugarbowl already. I'm afraid to do anything other than sit and stare.

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Saturday, September 20, 2003

Oooh.
Cool. The explosion was always of great interest to me growing up. I did an honours project on it in highschool (multimedia, interviews, etc) and actually won a short story contest judged by Janet Kitz (an expert on the topic). I was given an autographed copy of one of her books on the topic, but I loaned it to K's sister and never got it back. *grumble*

I sketched out in great detail a Wraith chronicle that took place immediatly after the explosion. Man I wish I could've used that... or the gaslight one for that manner. I think I still have the documents sitting around on a floppy here somewhere. Probably on the same disks as my BBS archives and ASCII porn.

Ah vell. Such is the burden of having imagination but no friends to share it with.

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All of my Warmaster models are now ready for travel. And all it took was $12 of magnetic tape and a cash box.

I almost bought a printer today. I've really been keen on getting one but not so keen on paying for one. I hate how the inkjet cartels bend you over a fence when it comes to refills. I've been considering a laser printer, but the price point is just over what I'd really like to pay. That point, for the record, is close to $0.

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Friday, September 19, 2003

I was so bored I trolled. How 1998 of me.

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It's day one of my vacation and I'm already bored to tears.

Someone please save me.

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In this household it's K who does the cooking. Not so much because I dont want to (or cant, but that can be debated), but because when I've tried she's hijacked the process utterly. With her away I can finally make things how I like them. To celebrate this occasion I give you the following:

Inferno Beer Chili.

Oh yes. Oh yes.

Beef cooked in vindaloo paste, extra spices and to top it all off a bottle of Stella. *hic*

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Thursday, September 18, 2003

Ok.
Three tracks off the new Distillers album.

Memo to Brody (Armstrong? WTF is your last name now anyway?): Courtney Love is a skank and Hole sucks. Don't try to be Courtney Love and don't try to shape The Distillers into Hole. Be Brody and let The Distillers be The Distillers. If these three tracks are the best you've got I'm definitly giving this album a miss.

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I don't know if I've said it before, but Aaron is a real sweetie. Thanks for the
models, they're fantastic!

(I'd post a pic of the other one too but I'll be damned if I can find one...)

My vacation has officially started. I'll be alone for the next few days while K visits her family and I'm not quite sure what to do with myself. I know I'll be loafing around the house tomorrow given that the remains of hurricane Isabel will be trying to blow in my windows. I'll probably do some painting, reading, etc. Saturday I'll probably go shopping and Sunday I'll head off to a pub to watch some football. Gonna be a lazy time...

Edit: For the record, it took me 30 seconds to throw off my clothes when I got home. DOWN WITH CLOTHING!

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Monday, September 15, 2003

I dreamed in colour last night. I remember it vividly because it played into my dream. See, I dreamed that I was somehow passing between the world of the living and the world of the dead. I knew I was in the world of the living when things had bright colours. I knew I was in the land of the dead when everything was grey and black and sickly green. Anyhoo, I was in this old house that was being used as a hotel. I was staying there on some kind of business trip. There were these girls that worked there and they looked like girls who should be working at Hooters - they had these tight orange t-shirts on (with some logo and saying but I can't remember it) and short black skirts. Two of them in particular were "assigned" to me and were trying to seduce me (read: grope grope). Whenever they were close to succeeding I'd shift into the dead lands and see them for what they really were - rotting corpses. This would scare me off until I came back into the living lands. I KNEW that they were really dead but I was so desperate for affection that I didn't really care and would return to them again and again.

From this I draw several possibilities:
  1. I'm REALLY horny.
  2. "Gay? I wish! If I were gay they'd be no problem! No, what I have is a romantic abnormality, one so unbelievable that it must be hidden from the public at all cost. You see..."
  3. My shrink needs to adjust my medication.
  4. I'm going to die soon.
Take your pick.

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Sunday, September 14, 2003

I was digging through old photos today, looking for pictures of my cat to send down to my father. In yet another act of peacemaking he's offered to paint a picture of him. While looking for pictures of him I came across several pictures of myself taken when I was 19.

I was kind of cute back then, at least when compared to the beastly thing I've grown into. I wish I was able to realize it at the time - perhaps my esteem would be better than it is now. Maybe some of those things that seem utterly impossible for me to experience now would've been possible back then. Maybe I could've been something other than hopelessly asexual for at least a brief period of my life.

Or maybe I'm just trying to upset myself. If I am, it's worked very well.

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Saturday, September 13, 2003

I had two small tattoos done today. They're on the inside of my wrists and they're sun and moon icons.

Why, you may ask? Well, they aren't particularly interesting in and of themselves but there was an ulterior motive.

You see, previously I had decided I would take my sleeves down to the elbow only. Anything more and I'd have problems hiding them, etc. It seemed reasonable at the time. However, I find that if I want to hide them I need to wear sleves to my wrist anyway. Not only that, I've never WANTED to hide them. Such a hypothetical situation would probably be a job interview or some kind of formal work "thing". Under these situations I'd probably wear long sleves anyway.

So... these two little guys are merely commitments. I've gone and put something on my wrists - there is no sense in me refraining from covering the area between them and my elbow now is there?

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Friday, September 12, 2003

RIP
Johnny. You were the best and none can ever replace you.

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Tuesday, September 09, 2003

Why today has sucked, in point form:
  • Upon reaching my doctors office I throw up. I don't know why, but after I did I felt fine.
  • My shrink will only talk to my chest. When some 100+ year old Italian man does it, I laugh it off. When my shrink does it, it's irritating to say the least. I should really tell him to fuck off.
  • On the way to work I spot this small grey and red lump on the ground. Upon closer examination I see that it's a cat that's been run over repeatedly. Pieces of it are strewn about, both bone and hunks of flesh. As badly mangled as it is, its head is in place and is staring at me with vacant eyes. The urge to vomit again was a hard one to fight.
Oh man am I going to have nightmares tonight. I was dreaming about suffering cats last night because of the fuckers who did
this. In my dream I was surrounded by abandoned and hurt cats. Some kittens, some adults. Some were missing eyes, or had blood caked in their fur. Others were missing hunks of flesh and their bones were exposed, while others were rotting but still alive. All of them were trying to get close to me for affection and attention. They were thrilled that a human was taking interest in them. I was terrified to touch them though and was trying so hard to get away from them. They were scaring me. I woke up quite upset with myself over the whole thing. I hate the thought that I'd turn away from a suffering animal, even if it was in a dream.

I'm going to have to keep an eye out for adverts for "missing cats" around my workplace. If I see any I guess I'll have to call whatever number is posted and tell them what I saw.

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Sunday, September 07, 2003

We ate at
Naginas for the first time in ages yesterday. There really isn't anything better than well-crafted Indian food, particularly when it's offered in buffet form. *bloat*

I picked up the new Rancid CD Indestructable (link goes to vinyl description - it claims there is no CD version of this album, yet here it sits in front of me) as well as Black Eyed Peas CD Elephunk. I only intended on buying Elephunk, but Rancid was sitting right there beside it. I didn't even know Rancid had a new album on the way. I've been told with some authority (ie: by someone with far more tattoos than myself) that by the third listen I give to the Rancid album I'll have an unresistable urge to get a mohawk. I somehow doubt this, but stranger things have happened.

Oh yah... remember Bozo, the inflatable punching clown from the 60s? I have one for my office now. Thank goodness for Mrs. Tiggywinkles - I love a good toy store.

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Friday, September 05, 2003

Oh man, check out the top of the
White Wolf page - I KNEW this was coming. When I first saw the trailer for Underworld I thought "Wow! White Wolf licensed rights for a movie!" Bring on the lawsuits!

*snicker*

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Survived the week.
Beat down a migrane.
New job on Monday.

Bring the beer.

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Thursday, September 04, 2003

My body has finally decided whether to get sick or get well. It's chosen sick. I've been fighting this general malaise for a few weeks now. Aches, pains, head all stuffed up and occasionally feeling feverish. It crested at work today. I figured it'd happen but I was hoping it would wait until the weekend. Oh well. I should be thankful that I've gotten through as long as I have. Considering my general anxiety and stress levels I've done quite well. I havn't been proper sick in some time now - I'm usually sick for the majority of the summer. Maybe I'll make up for it over the winter. *shrug*

I booked some vacation time today. Two weeks from now I'll be slacking in fine fashion. I don't think I'll plan to do anything in particular, but there are some things I've been meaning to do around town - visit Parliamentl, the art gallery, take in some theatre, etc. I may even get around to finishing Aarons model.

I don't lie very well do I?

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OOOH! Cool! The news of a DVD set is surprising as well. I'll have to pick that up.

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