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This is my adopted goth fetus named "Cringe". Hooray fetus!
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| Teddy Devil Fang Bear Fertilizer Cake!!! |
| 04.30.04 (12:09 pm) [edit] |
[b]FINALLY! [/b] I've been introduced to the world of Munchkin.
We played last night and it was soooo much fun!
Not as much fun as eating the tongue of the fanged teddy bear cake that Carrie made for Birgit. My friends are so wonderfully twisted....I love 'em all.
Birgit is going back to Germany and we're all going to miss her terribly and she will miss us and we will all be missed.
So I was planning an early night tonight. Maybe get some sleep.
But it turns out that I'm childless this weekend and therefore have the opportunity for some serious socializing. Looks like supper with a friend, jam session and then some Underground antics are on the agenda.
Currently I am immersed in Quarter-End Inventory Hell. I think it's the 10th level, actually. So, if I make it out with posession of my soul intact, I'll be just scathed and jaded enough to make it work at the club...heh. :twisted:
Oh, here's the link I promised Ryan and Carrie...heh.
Kitty Porn
http://clk.about.com/?zi=1/XJ&sdn=cats&zu= http" title="http://clk.about.com/?zi=1/XJ&sdn=cats&zu= http" target="_blank"http://clk.about.com/?zi=1/XJ...%3A%2F%2Fwww.livenudecats.com
Enjoy!! But not too much.
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| A little evil |
| 04.29.04 (10:08 am) [edit] |
Little :evil: Devil :twisted: Faces :evil: Everywhere :twisted: You :evil: Look :twisted:
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| Only 13 more... |
| 04.29.04 (9:55 am) [edit] |
This is a seemingly useless post. But I have a master plan...Oh yes indeed.
:twisted:
It's the count down to flameage.
Stay tuned.
(DUN DUN DUN)
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| NEED POINTS!! |
| 04.29.04 (8:38 am) [edit] |
At the moment, I have nothing to say. Except that no one is posting comments and it's taking me forever to get enough points to buy my flaming header!!!!
SO CLOSE...I only need 18 more.
So post, people! I'm begging....for the sake of not having to listen to me whine about it.
:wink:
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| Poisonous Dilema |
| 04.28.04 (10:13 am) [edit] |
Suppose you get the following proposal from a weird billionaire:
"Toxin X is a substance that will make you violently ill for a few hours. However, it has no long term effects of any kind. As an experiment in psychology, I'm offering you a million dollars if tonight at midnight you fully intend to drink toxin X by tomorrow at noon. You don't actually have to drink the toxin; all you have to do is to intend to drink it. Your intention will be tested by a device similar to a polygraph which my people have developed and which has been shown to be 100% accurate. If at midnight you have the intention, a million will be wired to your bank account. The only other conditions are that you are to make no bets, do anything that will cause you to become irrational, or arrange for any way to avoid the effects of the toxin."
Suppose you decide that being ill for one day is a reasonable price to pay for a million dollars. Your first thought is to therefore agree to the proposal. It then occurs to you that you won't even have to become sick in order to win the money. All you have to do is to intend to drink the toxin. You don't actually have to carry out your intention.
But now if you know ahead of time that you don't actually have to drink the toxin, then you can't really intend to drink it. So you tell yourself you really do have to drink it. But then if at midnight you really did intend to drink the toxin, and you got the million, then come the next day you would no longer have any reason to drink it: you've already been paid and drinking the toxin would make you unnecessarily sick.
Is there any way for you to win the money?
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| Near Death |
| 04.28.04 (8:28 am) [edit] |
Okay, now....
This gaming thing is getting outa hand. But...I can't stop it! IT WON'T STOP!!
I've been gaming every night since Friday. Friday being the night I collapsed...heh. I was grateful to have Saturday off (kinda - I had to work), but Sunday I was right back at it. We've been ending the games a bit earlier, but only 3 or 4 hours of sleep per night catches up with a guy.
So, I've been handling it pretty well until last night. I could barely feel my limbs and was periodically passing in and out of consciousness throughout the last hour of the game. We ended around 2:30. Time to drive home.
There has only been one other time that I've been so tired that I started to hallucinate. That was on the famous road trip to Calgary, then Edmonton to see Pantara. The car ahead of me was being transformed into the mouth of a sleeping polar bear. Time to pull over.
Well last night was the second time. I was probably driving faster than I should in an effort to get some adrenaline flowing. It kinda worked. When I stopped at red lights, I had to open the windows and start singing becaus I was certian that I would simply close my eyes to blink and I'd end up sitting there until morning. The scariest part about the drive home was when I finally pulled onto our street. There was a rather shallow, person sized puddle on the ground and although my eyes saw it, my mind didn't register what it was. It only saw the shape. My head snapped up and my heart skipped a beat when my brain thought that I had run over a person laying in the street. I had previously seen people walking down the sidewalks, but there really were no people. Very strange.
So...I have a night off tonight so I will be going to bed almost as soon as I get home from work. I love the gaming, to be sure...but I need a break...heh. :shock:
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| Malkavian |
| 04.27.04 (11:53 am) [edit] |
From the depths of the darkness through which I have fallen, skyward gaze reflects the light of the heavens. Hear the tinkle of starlit tears as they wet the earth at my feet, nourishing the decay that is found there.
Broken fingernails engrave, seek out purchase in the walls of my prison. How deeply it has been cut from the earth, this pit, by none other than these very hands. Never realizing, until now, how far I had gone. So strong and sure in it's creation, they waver now with despair. Inch by inch, my desperation moves them to raise me up and toward salvation. Only to slip and fall. My own tormented soul screams as futility is realized. So I weep into those shredded hands, bloody and torn. I wonder if I should pray, or simply continue to lay the tears upon the ground in the hopes that the result will buoy me to the top so that I might escape. Perhaps I shall dig even deeper. Tears now dry, the moonbeams glint from my pink stained teeth surrounded by a smile. I carry on.
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| Villainy. Shopping. |
| 04.27.04 (7:51 am) [edit] |
[i]The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you've got it made.
-- Groucho Marx [/i]
This link is especially for Mark....well for Cory too. I think they would appreciate it the most.
http://www.villainsupply.com/index1.html" title="http://www.villainsupply.com/index1.html" target="_blank"http://www.villainsupply.com/...
We ended our Elders game last night. I use the word "[i]ended[/i]" loosely here. I must say it didn't turn out the way I thought it would. But then, these games seldom do. I was totally in bed by 2:30 and life appears to have gotten back to normal. :)
Somewhat.
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| Something Isn't Write |
| 04.26.04 (4:55 pm) [edit] |
Why is it that I should feel so disquieted, so lost when the day passes without significant effect. Such is not the norm and therefore the ordinary becomes extraordinary. Ever persued by the devils of circumstance, even coincidence, so that the peaceful passage of time becomes something alien. Uneasiness is the result of steadily building anticipation of the next great cataclysm. I have time to wonder now....what next?
Sigh.
I'm bored. :?
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| Sunday...Bloody Sunday |
| 04.26.04 (7:09 am) [edit] |
Hey all,
Couldn't write yesterday because my day was...well...INSANE!!
Lets see, where to begin...
Lets start with church. Yes, I started going to church because I wanted to get Leah baptized. She has never attended Children's Liturgy before since she wasn't baptized, but this time she was allowed to go. Rules rules rules. Anyway, she followed the other kids up to the front and stayed there for about a minute before fleeing in terror like a bride with cold feet, straight down the aisle, to everyone's amusement. All the priest said was, "Well, ya win some and ya lose some."
After that, a friend and I took a VERY cranky Leah to the Fun factory where we played like crazy. Until I got beat up by a mean little boy. I mean...this kid gave me bruises and I have my hand in a tensor bandage because I sprained my thumb. WHAT THE HELL??? When I wanted to leave because my entire arm was throbbing with pain, my 4 year old decided to throw the tantrum of the year. It was actually pretty impressive. I counted to ten so many times I started doing it backwards to spice it up.
When we got home, I told her that Mommy needs her to have a nap. So, I dropped some advil and went to sleep for a few hours before getting up for some gaming fun.
It is now Monday morning and my day has just started. I'll keep ya posted.
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| Gamers...will they ever learn? |
| 04.24.04 (4:31 pm) [edit] |
Good day all...
Well, I figured that instead of overwhelming everyone else's blogs with my curiously freaky life stories, I'd start my own.
It looked like fun, quite honestly.
So here I am and here I shall be if ever you would like a glimpse into my strangely disturbing existence.
The first thing I would like to share is my gradual deterioration with respect to gaming and working.
Gehenna.
For some reason, people find that gaming until 4am on weekdays is the way to go. That's okay, I think...I'm young, right?
Right.
Game no 1 - Game until 4am. Get up for work at 6 the next day with minimal negative effect
Game no 2 - Slept through most of the game. Got home around 4am. Lost an hour somewhere between the time the alarm went off and the time I actually got to work. Until I got there, I actually thought I was early. Try to explain THAT one to the boss.
Game no. 3 - Game until 4am. Wake up at 6:30 on a saturday morning because Cory fed me too much Expresso and I had to pee. Stifle surprised shriek as legs give out and I fall to floor.
Have heart to heart with legs until they work again.
Now, do I learn anything from this? Yes, I do. Do I do it again?
Next game Sunday.
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