Really?

Yrly. I have no real idea on how to make my blog look cool. Or even friendly. But that might just be a strange perpetuation of myself on the internet. Kinda unfriendly/weird if you don't know me. And sometimes even when you do.
A recent renovation of a blog has made me reconsider what I am doing with my little piece of the internet. I don't know if I will change anything, or continue using this as a weird substitute for a journal. Oh pitiful humans and their technological crutches, propping ourselves up to a social life we long for.

Long time no post

Here I sit/lean, on my mattress of a bed, in a room that has been vacant for the last 4 days, loosing the heat I had been storing in my piles of dirty clothes and love making. Here I am in the wee hours of the morning, knowing that I am alone in the apartment, as far as thought-production goes. Here I am, thinking.

Overload

So, as many of you might be aware of, I have been living and working up on Mt. Rainier. It was great. At first. Now the lack of cell service, internet, and positive interactions is getting to me. So on any and all days off I retreat from the mount, and head for civilization, and all its wonders. I arrive to find internet, filled with tweets, blogs, and pictures of events long passed. Its crazy really, to instead of having a constant flow of information to make it come once or twice every week.

This leads me to my main point. HOLY FUCK! WoW: Cataclysm!

I just recently deleted the 16 GB of files it took to run the almost up to date WoW off my computer, and here I am drooling over the two new races and the possibilities of a Troll Druid. (If you don't know what I'm talking about, consider yourself lucky). I know that the expansion isn't probably until....oh, 2010/2011, but I can not wait. I have yearned to be a Goblin since the game was first released. Honestly, ask my pal Thibodeau.

Anyways, I miss society, with its absurd tweets, slightly meaningful blogs, and over promoted activities. Interwebz, come back to meh!

A weekend!

So, Here I sit borrowing internet in the parking lot of my employer's out-of-park HQ. Good stuff. And better yet, I am actually getting paychecks that make it almost working up on a mountain away from some of the things I enjoy most. And to say this for the millionth time, I miss you all. I wish you would come see me. Just mention my name, and I can be found.

I feel that being a cashier/food service job is something everyone should work. Just once. So then you can see how dumb your questions can be, how appreciated your genuine smiles and tips are, and to see how necessary it is for a college education.

Back....Form Outer Space....

And I just walked in here to lyric lyric lyric. I've decided that I do not want to be a house keeper when I grow up, or a barista. And also, if ever feel inclined to be an ass to a cashier, don't. Chances are they are mere moments away from punching you in the neck. Just a thought. And on a side note, if I ever get a chance to blackmail someone for haneous amounts of money, I will take full advantage of the opportunity given to me.

And I miss my friends and videogames.

CIVILIZATION!

Here I am! For my first weekend off the mountain, I am enjoying homemade music, speed scrabble, and reviewing posts on Kotaku. So much videogame news! New Fallout expansions! WTF! And to top it off, Flogging Molly will be in Spokane in September! ROAD TRIP! If you want in, let me know. Now off to a walk and maybe some ice cream.

Empty Walls

Depressing, I know. Here I am, sitting at my laptop with my newly minimalized room. Yes, minimalized is a word. Today. Anyhoo. Here I sit gazing at empty wall space, with all my trinkets and posters put away. Change.

And on another note, Dick Cheney is a douche. Duh.

OH! And Weezer doing a cover of Lady GaGa and MGMT is amazing.

Moving!

Yes, a simply titled post at it's finest. Here I sit in my apartment that I have been living in for the last year and a half. And here I am, almost a year.5 to the day, getting ready to move out. Crazy. I mean, its not like I am having this drastic change. But things grow on you. As much as I am ready to leave this apartment, I will miss it. Many way points in my young life have been surveyed through this room. Food for thought indeed.

Hot Pavement

That is what I am excited for. Honestly. Walking around on the warm ground during the summer is the best.
And speaking of the summer, I am up on Rainier. For sure. No lies. And everyone should come see me. Or else I will come see you. You have been warned.

DFW

My lady friend got me Oblivion. And to top it off, she calls my good friend to hep pick it out. Some days just kick ass.

Las Vegas

Isn't it funny how random pictures show up on facebook? And then there they are, taunting you on your mini-feed. What are you going to do about it? Look at them. Duh. So here you are, browsing through photos, wondering how the hell people can afford to go stay in Vegas for a week in an economic crisis. wtf. And of course, then you start the blame game of "Why aren't I spending vacations in Vegas?..." First off, you don't have vacations. Your a student. "But so are they!" Well, the proably manage their time better and have parents that love them and pay for your college. "Damn. Touche."
In other news, have mixed feelings for the summer. For those that don't know, I am 95% likely to spend it as a housekeeper at Paradise Lodge on Mt. Rainier. Whats the hang up? Well, originally I was spending this month away from friends, internet, and cell service with my girlfriend. But she got a better job else where. So where does that leave me? A minimum wage exile condemned to clean up after....whatever. But it is a job, which many don't have. So that's good. To be honest thou, I can barely clean-up after myself, let alone anyone else.

Landslide

Once you get behind in homework, its hard to catch up. I say this knowing full well that I am horrible, at doing things on time. And I don't mean that in a "oh compliment me on my productivity" way. I should have read Orlando Furioso for 7 hours yesterday, and then 7 more today. Instead? Fallout 3. Excellent new expansion btw. Totally worth the 10 dollars. But I digress.
I tried taking an hour nap around midnight to renew my mind. That failed. Miserably. Then I decided to get up early. Carpe Diem! Again, productivity fail. To find a cliche for the situation, it never rains, but it pours. Or it never raids, but it poors. I don't know what it means, but I strangely feel akin to it.

Sabbath

A lazy Sunday, listening to Mark Knopfler, wearing my favorite Hawaiian shirt. Life is good.

To Alchoholic Gamers everywhere

In case gamers ever felt left tout of having a trendy/awesome/gross cocktail, here is the article for them!
http://www.oxm.co.uk/article.php?id=9806
All hail Kotaku.

In words of my pal Keith, METABLOGGING!

So. I find that most blogs, unlike my last one, are distilled down to a few lines of massive potency. Like a shot of hard alcohol, it hits you strong and leaves it's impression long after its gone. Those people and their cleverness. Bah! All I need it an excuse to drink.

Yahoo! is a poor choice for "breaking news"...

And I'm not joking. Here I am, just looking for a quick look into the world on news and what pops up? That Susan Boyle from Britian's got Talent or whatever. And thats not even on the entertainment tab. WTF. Any news about....you know...something important? Like maybe large issues that Obama is facing in the post-100 days as president? Or something about the economy? Maybe the craigslist killer?* These are just other things that might be a little bit more important than some-singer-that-no-one-has-ever-heard-before-until-now. Just like every other new artist. Bah. Enough of my rant of Yahoo! I stick with the Onion personally.

Moving on, here I am, getting ready to make a formal request for an extension of a deadline. And if I can prove that I was indeed screwed by something out of my control, with documentation, they just might grant me a reprisal. Maybe reprisal is the wrong word, but whatever. Fact of the matter is I have no idea how to go about doing this. Do I play the victim? Who do I villianize? Is being vague a good thing? All questions that I need to answer, as my mother told me this morning, before I eat dinner. Thats a lot of ground to cover on a mind only being fuled by a mocha slushie.

And for a final note, college classes should not occur in spring or summer, but only in winter and fall. You know I'm right.







*Apparently he was described as "All American". (Insert your anti-American political remark here)

When a mommy blog and a daddy blog love each other very much...

Greetings Interweb!
Here I am, doing my best to be a part of the whole 21st century. Sure, I may have homework to do, but something as trivial as linguistics will have to step aside (for a moment at least) while I make personal history. My first blog. And as much as I want to end that line with an exclimation point, I resist as I know that in this day and age, !,?, and all other manner of symbols are thrown around like nothing. For better or for worse? I haven't a clue, but I digress.
Q&A:
Why am I blogging? In words of a close friend, why not? Also, some people that I respect very much blog, so I figured I could give it a go too.
WTF is 'a nuclear spring'? I don't know. Is it the season after a nuclear winter? Is it a water source filled with radiation? Is it a device sold by ACME? Who knows...
Who are you? Whom ever I want to be.