Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Akashic Records - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Akashic Records - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Maybe an Indigo
You fit some of the characteristics of an Indigo
Child. Maybe you have had unexplained
occurrences in your life; maybe you stand out
from others in some way. Your unique purpose
continues to be letting your soul experience
and evolve towards a higher state. Whether you
are Indigo or not, you are certainly
open-minded and have an important role to play
in the next years of our planet's life-cycle.

Could you be an Indigo child?
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Gravure Idol Jo

Gravure Idol Jo


WoW Pics

WoW Pics

Now, I would normally say I don't believe this, but I've learned there will probably be a nude patch for every game featuring females.

Crashlander Edge Archive

Crashlander Edge Archive

Crashlander Cartoon Strip

Crashlander Cartoon Strip

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Wacky weapons...

ROFL!!! Check out this post on the White Wolf forums. One of the wackiest things to happen in an Exalted game, at least in a long time...

Friday, November 25, 2005

Melissa Uran art site

Melissa Uran art site

Very nice artist whom I first knew of from her work for White Wolf Publishing.

freesound :: slashdotted for now

freesound :: slashdotted for now

Note to self for further research...

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Vertical Horizon Shackled lyrics

Vertical Horizon Shackled lyrics:
Shackled Lyrics
by Vertical Horizon

For so long my life's been sewn up tight inside your hold
And it leaves me there without a place to call my own

I know now what shadows can see
There's no point in running 'less you run with me
It's half the distance through the open door
Before you cut me down
Let me introduce you to the end

And I feel the cold wind blowing beneath my wings
It always leads me back to suffering
But I will soar until the wind whips me down
Leaves me beaten on unholy ground again

So tired now of paying my dues
I start out strong but then I always lose
It's half the distance before you leave me behind
It's such a waste of time

'Cause my shackles
You won't be
And my rapture
You won't believe
And deep inside you will bleed for me

So here I slave inside of a broken dream
Forever holding on to splitting seams
So take your piece and leave me alone to die
I don't need you to keep my faith alive

I know now what trouble can be
And why it follows me so easily
It's half the distance through the open door
Before you shut me down
Let me introduce you to the end


Though you know you care


And my laughter
You won't hear
The faster
I disappear
And time will burn your eyes to tears

Song Meanings at Songfacts

Song Meanings at Songfacts

Nice spot to research music at...

I'm Lost Without You Lyrics - Blink-182

I'm Lost Without You Lyrics - Blink-182

Artist: Blink-182 Lyrics
Song: I'm Lost Without You Lyrics

I swear that I can go on forever again
Please let me know that my one bad day will end
I will go down as your lover, your friend
Give me your lips and with one kiss we begin

Are you afraid of being alone
Cause I am, I'm lost without you
Are you afraid of leaving tonight
Cause I am, I'm lost without you

I'll leave my room open till sunrise for you
I'll keep my eyes patiently focused on you
Where are you now I can hear footsteps I'm dreaming
And if you will, keep me from waking to believe this

Are you afraid of being alone
Cause I am, I'm lost without you
Are you afraid of leaving tonight
Cause I am, I'm lost without you

Are you afraid of being alone
Cause I am, I'm lost without you
Are you afraid of leaving tonight
Cause I am, I'm lost without you
Are you afraid of being alone
Cause I am, I'm lost without you
Are you afraid of leaving tonight
Cause I am, I'm lost without you

I'm lost without you
I'm lost without you
I'm lost without you
I'm lost without you
I'm lost without you

I Miss You Lyrics - Blink-182

I Miss You Lyrics - Blink-182

Artist: Blink-182 Lyrics
Song: I Miss You Lyrics

(I miss you miss you)
Hello there the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in backround of the morgue
The unsespecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
And we'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never end

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting everytime
And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders
catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
And hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me your already the voice inside my head(6x)

I miss you miss you(6x)

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

How To Write Unmaintainable Code

How To Write Unmaintainable Code

Never ascribe to malice, that which can be explained by incompetence.
- Napoleon


Sunday, November 20, 2005


Today I stand at a great banquet, in honor of gods know what petty political move by the rulers of this distant land. Sincerely, I don’t care much for what happens around these parts. This is one of the many cities that thrive in the Scavenger Lands, but it is not my destination. I am just passing by. But whether I care for their petty squabbles or not, they have food, and a chance to listen in to other people’s affairs. Sometimes I can gather useful information from these.

I concentrate my essence upon myself, and disguise myself as a wealthy foreigner, with clothes to match my haughty impression, thanks to my Autochthonian friends. With this disguise, and a few additional effects, no one argues my being there: I just belong.

Which is just as well, because a foreigner who just arrived is a very hungry person! I quickly get to eating, while keeping observant of the social interactions between people. Some, maybe out of curiosity, decide to strike up a conversation with me. I chat, nonchalantly, playing my part, when something catches my eye.

I see a couple, man and woman, both of them dressed impeccably. Something about the both of them seems out of place, if only vaguely. I can’t tell what is the matter with the gentleman, which, in and of itself, is a scary thought: Only an Exalt such as I would be able to resist my investigations.

The lady, although still difficult, I can read easily, which also worries me. From the social interactions between the couple and the patrons, they seem to be a well-established couple of the area, not very wealthy, but well-connected. Some people seem to look to them for favors. But from the relationship with each other, and this I can only capture after expending my essence to amplify my understanding, I get something completely different.

She is his slave.

Now, generally, slavery is an accepted occurrence in these parts, at least as far as I can tell. So why go through all this trouble to hide it? And why would she agree to hide it? And who is he? The fact that he seems to be some kind of powerful entity troubles me, for I can’t see what would such a being be doing in this area.

Thursday, November 17, 2005


Great. For some reason my blog decided to just dump half my template! That's why the link list on the side is broken. I'm gonna see if I can somehow get the code for it... Damnit...

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

.: /gaia_dream_creator/ :.

.: /gaia_dream_creator/ :.

Nice spot to spend some time at, making an avatar.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005


In total silence, the ritual begins. Only 2 souls experience it, and they will awaken from itchanged. One, a young man in his youth, and the other, a woman even younger still. They will both share of their life essence, together uniting themselves for all time.

The male, standing at the center of an ornate, yet completely symmetrical circular room, picks up from in front of him a dagger. A serpent blade of utmost lethality, it almost feels like a waste when all he does is nick his finger with it. Blood does begin to flow profusely from it, though.

He passes the dagger to his companion, the female, who then begins to do the same, while he passes his bleeding finger across her body, starting at her forehead, like a pen that doesn’t run out of ink. He runs his finger clockwise around her face, stopping at her jaw line, which he follows down to her neck, chest, making arcane designs on her chest, around her breasts, and then follows further down. She mimics his finger designs on his body, merely a few seconds later.

He proceeds to push her back, making her fall from her kneeling position backwards, laying back on the floor. He goes above her, and continues his designs on her body. She continues on his as well, using the dagger to nick a finger in her other hand, to allow her more freedom.

Designs finished, the time for anointment has come. Kneeling in front of each other again, in the center of the room, they both pick identical daggers, and slicing a vein in their wrists, they let the blood mingle as it flows down to a container between them. The blood splashes each other’s wrist before falling down, causing a mesmerizing display of droplets as they rain down. The container, already treated with anticoagulants, takes the blood hungrily, awaiting it’s turn in tonight’s events.

The blood flows until both participants begin to feel dizzy, making the remaining proceedings even more surreal. As soon as the room begins to move, both of them proceed to put their still dripping hand inside the container, in this way accepting all they are, with all their partners can be. Both of them then raise their hands, and put them on each other’s forehead, leaving their handprints in blood across each other’s face and hair. Once this is done, a small tear is drawn on the cheek, representing the sadness in their hearts previous to this event, which is then licked clean, showing how they will from now on be there to lick each other’s wounds.

After this symbolical painting, they stand, lifting the container over their heads. By now they can barely stand, considering they never stopped losing blood, but this is only one other test. Once standing, they hold each other with one hand on each other’s waist, while holding the container high with the other, causing blood to flow from their severed veins down each other’s body.

At this point they tip over the container, completely washing themselves in their own blood, washing everything away with their lives, to thus start again from this point on.

Now, the ritual finished, they drop to the puddle of their blood on the floor, and, after applying some antibiotics on the wounds and some chemicals to seal up and promote healing, they proceed to make love in the floor, skidding on their live-giving fluids, until they pass out from blood loss.

To from then on continue together, forever, the whole event crystallized in the 2 vials of blood they wear in their necks from now on, to eternity.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Unseelie Allure

Unseelie Allure

Beautiful page with beautiful drawings from a very beautiful person. Check her DeviantART page!

deviantART: Lemien

deviantART: Lemien

My new DeviantART page. Decided to create one in order to expose my writings to a bigger audience, so I can get more feedback from them. Also to harass a certain friend of mine, who also has an account there. You can find her link on my sidebar. ^_^

Manga Viewer | Naruto

Manga Viewer | Naruto

The full Naruto Manga, scanlated for your viewing pleasure. ^_^

Memento (film) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Memento (film) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

I just saw this movie, and I recommend it to everyone who likes puzzles. The movie itself plays with the perception of time, and the concept of memory, identity, and revenge. Very good movie.

Sunday, November 13, 2005 Network Tools, Internet Speed Test and Website Tools Network Tools, Internet Speed Test and Website Tools

Measure your connection speed.

SIRC Guide to flirting

SIRC Guide to flirting

Laws of Japanese Animation

Laws of Japanese Animation

No bigger truths have I ever read...

Brilliant Button Maker by

Brilliant Button Maker by

Nice site for making buttons for blogs. - Powered by vBulletin - Powered by vBulletin

Emulation site.

High resolution textures projects -

High resolution textures projects -



Interesting technology site

Blood Vial Pendants

Blood Vial Pendants

Checking these out. I think I'd rather fill them with real blood, and some anti-coagulant.

Vacutainer - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Vacutainer - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Researching how blood can be made not to clot, for other purposes... ^_^

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Web Sudoku - Billions of Free Sudoku Puzzles to Play Online

Web Sudoku - Billions of Free Sudoku Puzzles to Play Online

The Riddle - not pr0n - The hardest riddle available on the Internet

The Riddle - not pr0n - The hardest riddle available on the Internet

Bad Karma

Today has been a horribly lousy day. I probably released all the Bad Karma I accumulated, and then some. In (approximate, I just discovered I got A.D.D.) chronological order:

1) Wake up late for college.
2) Left tools needed for networking project at home.
3) Had to pick up my gf at her college, and bring her to mine. (Not exactly bad, but it involved a drive I could've done without, and it forced me to leave one of my project mates alone in the lab)
4) Had to put from my money for some extra parts I needed for the project.
5) Noticed the social geography at college changed, and one of my closest friends is now ostracised for apparent mistakes. Still looking into it, but as far as I can see, it's ugly.
6) Had to go to postland, to check up on e-mail and such, and then had to leave, but didn't want to, cuz I was having a lot of fun. Still had to leave.
7) Went to pick up said parts, and ran into a girl who had a crush on me like 7 years ago. *yuck*
8) When I get back with the parts, everyone had left, so I was stuck alone on the lab. Couldn't do anything, cuz I can't lift and screw the bolts needed to hold the wall-mount switch cabinet in place by myself.
9) When I leave the lab to go home, I notice I have a flat tire. Check the trunk, my spare is also flat. Have to call mom so she can give me a ride to get it fixed.
10) While I wait for mom, I play with my cellphone, and somehow, it started to ask me for a PKU number or whatever. End result of my not knowing the number? I lock up the phone. I try and fix it? I mess up the SIM card.
11) I get the tire fixed, and go to the local mall to get the cellphone fixed. The SIM card's 25 bucks.

Now, how does all of that sound?? Sucks, I know. But there were some things I was able to seak out with. Mainly with the SIM card cost. Just took some flirting, but it worked. Free SIM card. ^_^

In any case, I hope I have no more problems, just eat, sleep, and dream. To dream of diamond tears...

Ash out.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Extension Room

Extension Room

A room with Firefox extensions... something for everyone.

World of Warcraft

World of Warcraft

World of Warcraft Board Game? Looks pretty interesting....

Lucid Dreams...

It was during one of my late-night random Internet browsing sessions that I first heard the term "Lucid Dreaming". Apparently it means a kind of dream where you know it to be a dream, and are sort of awake. I really didn't pay it much attention at first, but the concept kept playing around in my head for quite a while, before sleep blissfully took me, right there in my desk.

Next I remember, I was in a desk, working with some papers, and a computer besides me. And although I hadn’t seen her, I knew there was also someone else, a woman, off my line of sight, behind me, I think it was, working on some images or somethingAlso, though she was off-sight, I also knew she was only wearing a nightgown, so she must’ve been someone important.

In any case, at some point I’m asking her about what she’s doing, and she doesn’t answer. So I turn around to check, but I don’t see her anywhere. I do feel movement from behind the couch, though. Now, we usually play this hide-and-seek thing. So I decide to surprise her.

Focusing my energy, I create a weapon of pure flame, solidified into the shape of a scythe, which I slash with in the couch’s direction. This slices the couch neatly, burning the resultant pieces to ashes. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on your point of view, her robes catch fire as well.

She quickly reacts, and starts to remove the pieces, each falling before they have a chance to burn her. Which leaves behind a very fine woman, showing luscious curves, blonde tresses that barely cover her shapely breasts, soft skin that just begs to be touched, and, I suddenly notice, a very angry stare.

She says, in mock anger, “Could I have SOMETHING to cover myself with? After all, you did burn them”. I look around the room, looking for something I can offer, but I can’t find anything. Except for the flame scythe in my hands, which gives me an idea.

Taking the scythe in by the corners, I compress it to nothing, my hands now closed. As I open them again, a lattice of flame flows between my hands and fingers. I walk close to her, and, putting my hand in her forehead, begin to chant.

The flame lattice, surprisingly, feels cool to the touch, yet strangely enervating. It flows from my hand above me, to my other hand in her forehead, and down her body, as if liquid.

Slowly, I bring the hand raised above down, and guide the liquid flame down her body, enveloping her soft skin in tendrils of living flame. I slowly lower myself, covering her neck, breasts, hips, and legs with the new dress.

Finished, I stand, and pace back to admire my work. No matter how angry she was at me for destroying her robes, I think I did a fine job with this newest enchantment. The flames slither through and around her body, empowering her. They also seem to respond to her thoughts, taking shapes in her skin as an artist draws in canvas.

She marvels at what I did, and begins to turn around, checking herself out. She seems happy, and that brings me happiness. She goes by a mirror, and starts to show off, making the flames dance in her hands and arms. Just in case, I will to mind the essence of ice, just in case it gets out of control.

She keeps walking around, seemingly dancing with the flames. By the time she stops, she went full circle around me, lighting a wall of fire with her feet. By the time she stops, she closed the circle, flames 10 feet high closed around us.

She looks at me, a plan in her eyes. What I can’s suspect, but just in case, I begin to condense the ambient humidity in my skin. She says, victory in her voice, “Now you’re trapped, here with me.”

Hmm, hadn’t thought of that. But, seeing as how she’s probably not used to seeing my magical effects, she doesn’t know I could shut down all of this with but a thought. I decide to let her enjoy her fantasy. “As you willed, I am. What now?”

She thinks for a moment, and then says “Seeing as how you wrecked the couch, I guess you will sit on the floor.” I comply, now intrigued by what she’s thinking of doing, and kneel before her radiant form, now magnified by the cloak of flames dancing on her skin.

She slowly pushes me, making me fall on my back, as she lowers herself on top of me. Reflexively, I activate my spell, and the humidity around me flash freezes on my skin, protecting me from the fire. My clothes, though, begin to burn.

She’s startled by this, so I quickly explain. “The flames are yours to command now, my dear, and thus they hurt me as much as they used to hurt you.” She replies, with the softest hint of seduction in her voice, “I won’t hurt you, I promise.” Crystallizing the essence of ice in my mind again, I release the spell, causing the ice to evaporate as fast as it had first formed.

Smiling, she moves up my body, her knees on either side of my body, and holds my gaze for a moment. Her hands run along from my hands upwards, traveling my arms and ending at my shoulders, then down the sides of my chest.

With her motions she finishes alighting what cloth I still had on, all of it reduced to ash by now. Seemingly satisfied, she shrinks the flames clothing her to the form of a crown around her head, the flames shifting to a blue color. At some point that I hadn’t noticed her flames became the only light source in the room, so this action causes the whole room to go dark, except for the candle-sized flames coming from her head, surrounding us in a soft blue glow.

With her hand she takes my chin and softly forces me to move my head upward, stretching my neck and arching my back, closer to her, as she lays soft kisses from my jaw, down towards my neck, her hands roaming freely.

Absorbing the stimulus her actions cause, I can only hold her by her waist with one hand, while I keep staring at her eyes, caressing her hair with the other.

She bites her lips while looking at my chest, now exposed, then settles a bit lower, kissing and licking every inch of skin she comes in contact with. Slowly coming up, she straddles me and sits above my hips, placing kisses along my jaw, ending with a soft one on my lips.

At that instant, the flames in her head freeze in place, the only indication of my spell. With time frozen in place, I savor that kiss for all it’s worth, allowing an eternity of feeling and expression to fill only seconds of contact. I hold her face with my hand, and look at her eyes. Hopefully she can see just how much that meant for me.

Slowly, she parts my lips, deepening the kiss, licking my bottom lip, and biting softly on it, before softly swirling her tongue along mine. I accept her kiss, and begin to react to it, gently sucking on her lower lip, while caressing her body with my hands.

The flames in her hands slowly dance down her neck, through her body, and into mine, where, although feeling cold to the touch, they make short work of whatever scraps of cloth are left in me, leaving me as exposed as she is. After this, the flames fan out, creating a small circle of blue flame around us on the floor.

After that I hold her close, feeling all of her body’s warmth while at the same time sharing all of mine. I hold her close to me with one arm around her waist, the other around her neck, her hair cascading down around my face.

She now ends the kiss, rolling to the side, putting me on top of her, where she pulls me down into another kiss. The blue flames never miss a beat, and swirl and flow around us, reestablishing the circle at our new position.

I let my hands explore her, caressing her breasts softly, and then going further down, caressing her thighs. Loving the touches, she sighs, and tries to hold me closer.

I squirm a bit, loosening myself from her grasp, and then come back in, between her legs, kissing her from bottom to top, first her inner thigh, then waist, licking from there to her breasts, where I spend considerable time showing affection, softly sucking and kissing, then leaving for higher ground, mainly her neck and lips, which I kiss with passion like fire.

She lays there, arching her back and moving her hips upward against me while moaning softly at every kiss and touch. Pausing for a second, I ask her, “Are you ready for this?” I am perfectly positioned, my lower body between her legs, my upper body above her, so the “what” in that question is easily deduced.

She lifts herself up a bit and places a soft kiss on my lips, replying with a soft “Yes”. She then lies back down, relaxing and giving me all the freedom to do as I please.

Softly, and with all the care in the world, I lower myself, planting a kiss on her lips, and entering her with all the softness and love imaginable. She arcs her back, enjoying every second of the pleasure. She lets out a soft moan, closing her eyes tightly, focusing on all the feeling.

I thrust slowly, trying to focus not on speed or strength, but on trying to maximize the sensation from each one. Even while I do this, I continue to kiss her neck, while I explore the rest of her body with my hands.

Her kisses become fully passionate and urgent in between moans and hard breathing, while her hands run up and down my back, scratching her nails softly. I can feel blood welling up on some of the marks, and the thought of it only raises my intensity.

Slowly, but surely, I pick up the pace, caressing her while thrusting deeply. I whisper in her ear “Does this meet your expectations for today?”, to which she replies, quite a bit louder, “god, yes!”. During all this, she begins to move her hips to meet my thrusts.

Satisfied with her answer, I whisper one last time, “Then come join me, join me in our pleasure, and meet me high in the stars, where our act will bring us, above all others” I pick up the pace even further, holding her very close, and thrusting deeply, more insistently.

She moves faster, seemingly trying to bury me deeper inside of her. Her skin feels like it’s on fire, and she’s covered in sweat. She wraps her legs around me, holding me closer and kissing me deeply.

I suddenly twist to the side, taking her atop me. The blue flames dancing around us again adjust, and that’s when I realize that they seem to be spinning faster, as if moving with her breath. I grab her by the waist, guiding her movements to me, while kissing her lips and caressing her breasts.

She kisses me, while moving at a good pace, and lowers her kisses down my neck, where she bites not so softly, her hands holding my neck to her. This elicits sudden moans of ecstasy from my lips, short gasps of air showing just how much pleasure I’m in. Not to be outdone, though, I wrap one arm around her, hold her waist with the other, and push into her hard.

Suddenly she begins to shudder, and her moaning begins to climb in pitch. The blue flames around us begin to vibrate in tune to her, until, at the end, she screams, and the flames crystallize in the air, and shatter into small motes of light, which fall to the floor, slowly fading their light.

A few seconds later, in the complete darkness that now surrounds us, her moaning and shuddering triggers in me what now washes over her, and I moan, while thrusting deep into her, giving her that of me which gives life. I hold her close for the whole time, giving her moment to feel such a rush of love as to be almost impossible.

I stay there, in darkness, still recovering from everything, when I softly and suddenly land on the floor. She vanishes from underneath me, and that’s when something in me clicks. This is a dream. Yet I know it’s a dream. Did the dream become lucid?

I quickly get up, trying to grab my bearings, but the darkness prevents me from doing so. I remember the flames, and wish they hadn’t turned out. Seemingly reacting to my thought, the shards of frozen flame in the ground light up, floating from the ground and gliding around me like blue stardust. This gives me enough light to survey the room.

The room is now a featureless cube, walls on all sides, with none of the furnishings it had at first. Realizing that this is still my dream, and seeing the ashes from my clothes on the floor, I concentrate, and the ashes reform around me, clothing me again.

From the corner of my eye I notice a light suddenly blink from off to my side. When I look, I barely get a chance to see a woman, the woman I think I was with just moments ago, yet not quite her, quickly leave the room through a door, closing it behind her. By the time she was closing the door, she was looking remarkably similar to the woman in the carriage, from a dream a few nights ago.

I run to where she left, but I don’t see any form of egress. When I look closer, the door is there, but it’s such a perfect fit as to be almost invisible.

I concentrate the motes of stardust around me on the hinges and borders of the door, and, once I mark the doorframe, cause them to explode. The explosion makes no sound, but effectively unlocks the door.

As I open the door, a bright light comes in from the outside, blinding my sensitive eyes. I catch a glimpse of mountains, a river, and..

I open my eyes.

I’m at my desk, in my room, besides my work. Was it all a dream? And, even if it was, what was that outside?

Or the woman who was with me?

Third Eye Blind - I Want You

(That was really good......yeah)

The suckers loose themselves in the games they learn to play,
Children love to sing but then their voices slowly fade away.
People always take a step away from what is true,
That's why I like you around,

I want you.
Yeah you do... you make me want you.

An open invitation to the dance,
Happenstance set the vibe that we are in,
No apology because my urge is genuine,
And the mystery of your rhythm is so feminine.
Here I am and I want to take a hit,
Of your scent 'cos it bit,
So deep into my soul,
I want you.

Yeah you do you do, you make me want you.
Oh you do you do, you make me want you.
(Send me all your vampires),
And I can't get enough,
And I can't get enough,

The village church yard is filled with bones weeping in the grave,
The silver lining of clouds shines on people Jesus couldn't save,
You want to know how deeply my soul goes, Deeper than bones, deeper than bones

Oh you do you do, you make me want you.
Oh you do you do, you make me want you.
(Send me all your vampires),
And I can't get enough,
And I can't get enough,

After we did it by the window sill,
Smoke rings drift into the midnight sky,
presently in the quilt that your mother made,
A prayer candle burns to fight off the gloom,
I said to live in this way is not for the meek,
And like a jazz DJ you talk me into sleep,
There will be no regrets when the worms come,
And they will surely come.

You do you do, I want you,
(Send me all your vampires),
I want you

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Flash fiction - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Flash fiction - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Now this example of flash fiction is funny at first, until you realize what it truly means. By Ernest Hemmingway:

"For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn."

... sad, eh?

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Usenet Binaries Dot Com - Home

Usenet Binaries Dot Com - Home

potentially interesting, even with the free account.

Apple with IBM Mouse

Apple with IBM Mouse


Ubisoft - Tales of Eternia

Ubisoft - Tales of Eternia

I can't wait for this game's release!!!!!!

Tuesday, November 01, 2005 - Handwriting category - Handwriting category

These are pretty cool fonts... I love fonts that simulate handwriting... they usually look cool.


Hello Darling. How’ve you been? It’s been a while since last time we’ve talked. How’s your life coming along? I’m doing great, except for one small problem. Yeah, I know, maybe I should’ve told you sooner, but I guess I tried, in a way. It just didn’t work as expected. So I’ll try again, the simplest way I can

I realized that your friendship was worth a lot to me. I tried to talk to you most anytime I could, or even to try and make space to see you sometimes. But to me it feels like there’s no such effort on your side. For a friendship to flourish, there should be a desire on both sides for that friendship to persist, yet I don’t feel that. So I decided to stop.

Now, this doesn’t mean I’m just gonnna not get your calls or answer your e-mail. That’s just the point. There are no calls to answer, or e-mails to reply to. There’s nothing. Hell, I have more communication attempts from undesired people. So I will retreat. I will delete you from my MSN list, seeing as how MSN Plus reports that there’s been no conversation with that person for almost a month, even though I see you online, and also erased your e-mail, seeing as how it’s at the bottom when I sort my e-mail list by how much I receive mail from those people. This way, when you do feel like saying “Hi”, we can just start over, from the beginning. How’s that sound?

I know, maybe I’m being a little selfish. After all, people have lives,, and sometimes there’s just not enough time. But see, at least to my way of thinking, that’s what tells you about friendship, or at least the intent of keeping one. When you do what you can, to the best of your ability.

Or desire.

In any case, goodbye. A part of me tells me that I will not hear from you again, at least for a few months. If you frequent this page, then you will see this, and automatically recognize it’s reason. I will probably be hated for it. But it’s just something I had to say, if only for myself.

Take care, squirt. You’re sorely missed.


Things have gotten hectic lately....

Well, this has been fun. I have a job now, working at a big videogame retail company, so it's gotten interesting. I started training on wednesday, and had my first actual working experience on monday.

For so much junk I speak and write here, I'm too shy around real people.

I know, classic geek symptoms, but I had never realised how I got when I got near starngers. I have to greet them when they get to the store, and ask them if they needed any help, or if they had brought any used games. I found myself asking them, and hoping they would say they didn't need any help, so I could just go away. But my performance is measured by how many sales I make, so I'll have to do something. Any hints appreciated.

Also, gonna see if I upgrade to SUSE 10.0 sometime either tomorrow or the day after. As soon as my budy Eldrin gets off his @$$ and burns them, that is...

Ash out.