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[Oct. 14th, 2009|08:04 pm] |
Lil' bit of the Captain in me, eating tandoori chicken and rice with sauteed garlic mushrooms and watchin' Torchwood: Children of Earth.
... and really, if watching Torchwood, isn't the time to have a little Captain in you, when is?
On a culinary note, anyone who's considered it, making tandoori chicken and then adding the rice (half cooked) to the pan halfway through along with the excess sauce produces something akin to Indian gumbo. I may tinker with this and see if I can't come up with a suggested recipe. |
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| and another thing |
[Jul. 7th, 2009|01:04 pm] |
I wasn't going to say this, because I know I'll catch hell for it from someone, but I can't take it anymore:
Good GOD shut the unholy hell up about Micheal-Bleached-Freak-Jackson! I can't go anywhere in the building today without having to wade through his funeral, and his death and the media sludge around it has engulfed and eliminated coverage of all sorts of more important actual news.
He isn't important, his death is less so, and none of the whiny bastards perpetuating this idiocy even knew the guy. I dearly hope, knowing that it's forlorn, that once they put his backside in the ground that I'll stop hearing about it. |
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| updatey stuff |
[Jul. 7th, 2009|12:44 pm] |
Now own other half of car.
Still alive, although my coworkers ideas on coffee may fix that. (seriously, if I can see through it, you've fucked up something) |
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[May. 19th, 2009|08:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
| | Kirsty McColl - Can't Stop Killing You | ] |
Just bought the right half of a used car from a mad optometrist.
My life is strange. |
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| Another day in the land of joy.... |
[Apr. 12th, 2009|02:40 pm] |
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sometimes I want to set my ready message at work to 'Arbeit mact frei' to see if anyone notices. |
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| argh |
[Mar. 13th, 2009|04:04 pm] |
Why in fuck is it so hard to find decent speakers that don't cost almost as much as my computer did?
All I want is a pair of floor speakers for my TV and maybe a cheap stereo to use as a receiver. So far the best option I've run across was like $169 per speaker, which is insane. Mayhap Goodwill will rescue me from this plight. (I couldn't even find anything on Craigslist) |
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[Mar. 4th, 2009|10:34 am] |
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Jack Daniels and a carryout burger from the pub next door have dramatically improved my morning. Also, phone appears unfucked now. |
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| heads up |
[Mar. 2nd, 2009|08:23 am] |
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Just a note to anyone who knows me in meatspace: I'm unsure why, but my cell phone appears to be borked. It refuses to see it's network and as such I can't make or receive calls. For the same reason, voicemail is a waste of your time. Gmail chat or my Yahoo chat (myfirstandlastname@rocketmail.com) at work are the best way to get ahold of me until further notice. |
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| pain is chocolate flavored |
[Oct. 9th, 2008|01:42 am] |
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Just finished work on my Guinness chocolate cake entry for the company talent competition. Total prize for best in show? $1500.
... I'll just be happy if I don't get beaten and mocked, but since there's only 12 entries I figure I've got a decent chance. |
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| Post-show recovery |
[Sep. 27th, 2008|06:03 pm] |
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| [ | music |
| | Abney Park - Herr Drosselmyer's Doll | ] |
Hit Seattle last night for the Abney Park show at Heaven....
so glad I went. It was easily one of the best shows I've gone to, and the crowd and band were both above reproach. And now, because it's stuck in my head, my best approximation of the Post-Apocalypse Punk lyrics:
Post-Apocalypse Punk
"It was 1906, but I screwed the timeline up.
It wasn't just for kicks but I'm afraid that the gig is up.
I tripped through time, at the count of jump
Smashed the past and messed the whole thing up,
Now there's nothing left but Post-Apocalypse Punk.
Trying to make a buck but we can barely stay aloft.
Tried to swing a deal but we pissed the wrong guys off.
We got one guitar and a flintlock bass,
We've blasted the past all over the place,
And there's nothing left but Post-Apocalypse Punk.
Just when I thought we had won,
we were back to the start again.
No wind in our sails and the doldrums settlin' in.
Now I'm covered in grease from my head to toes,
Slappin' the iron, but the engine's froze,
And there's nothing left but Post-Apocalypse Punk.
It was 1906, but I screwed the timeline up.
It wasn't just for kicks but I'm afraid that the gig is up.
I tripped through time, at the count of jump
Smashed the past and messed the whole thing up,
Now there's nothing left but Post-Apocalypse Punk." |
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| Officially |
[Jul. 30th, 2008|10:30 pm] |
leaving Stream again, for Yahoo this time. Got the offer yesterday, starting Monday.
... more than a little nervous. |
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| a brief observation on badly timed vacations |
[Jul. 9th, 2008|09:49 pm] |
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| [ | music |
| | Abney Park - Twisted and Broken | ] |
I've gone approximately 48 hours without speaking to another person. This is a very bad time in my life to have done so.
(said stretch has now been broken up a bit by my roomie) |
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| a (brief) book recommendation |
[Jun. 24th, 2008|11:47 pm] |
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You should all go read The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss. It's excellent fantasy with a very interesting setting that I'm avoiding talking about so that I don't spoil anything. I love it to bits though, and the author had best get the lead out on finishing the series (I suspect it'll be a trilogy) or I may have to hound him about it in person like some kind of book obsessed missionary. *knockknock*"Hi, I'd like to share the message of finish the novel already, scribe!" |
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| about that time again |
[Jun. 12th, 2008|06:04 pm] |
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| [ | music |
| | Schaffer the Darklord - Supervillain | ] |
So it's been about 80 billion years since I updated this thing, and since it's something of a busy week, I thought I'd post something.
I'm currently making an ongoing effort to modify my eating habits. This is distinct from the last few times (and from dieting) because this time I've actually DONE something instead of resolving to, and it's actually worked. *grin* Just by modifying my calorie intake and keeping careful track of it and my weight I've dropped 42 lbs since April 1st, and should easily hit my target weight by the end of the year (if not sooner)
I'm doing my best not to be a complete spaz about it, so this'll hopefully be one of the very few times I mention the effort at all. That said, for those few of you who are overweight and reading this, I cannot say enough good about the changes losing that mass makes. Not having to haul around the weight I've already ditched has improved how I feel more than you can believe.
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On a non-biology note, I've applied for a job at Yahoo!. I'm not 100% sure how I feel about this, and their office prominently features a hideous shade of purple, but as they pay about $5 more an hour than I'm making now I think I can tolerate it.
Just got back from the interview, which I think went quite well, but I'll know for sure by Tuesday or so. The guy interviewing me seemed pretty laid back and happy about things, and given a few of the people I noticed in their training classes I'm going to be pretty crushed if they DON'T offer me the job.
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On the gaming front:
Exalted game is rolling along well. Next few sessions will be a pitched field battle with the army of the player party (largely composed of mercenary forces) and the goat-man army of an ancient Lunar Exalt (Ma-Ha-Suchi for those of you who play) and then there's the "Tournament of DOOM" story arc I have planned. (not it's actual name)
Having browsed through the new books a bit, I've come to the realization that I don't actually like D&D at all anymore. I still get nostalgic about 2nd Ed., but all the recent stuff hasn't really set well with me. 4th ed is essentially "D&D3.5 with all new WoW interface". There are some things I like (no more prestige classes, magic item creation no longer requires XP) and things I don't. (any bonehead can play a wizard now, as there's no spell memorization and you can just keep chucking magic missiles to your enemy falls down. Also, in removing the XP cost magic item creation lost ALL of it's flavor and additionally makes absolutely no sense in regards to how the economy IC works)
I'll be sticking with Scion, Exalted, and NWOD thanks. Maybe some Cyberpunk/Shadowrun and Dresden Files once it's out. By pandering as much as possible to the 'stab things, take stuff' paradigm and attempting to dumb down the game to appeal as much as possible to the non-dice-rolling type they've essentially forced me away for good. |
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| Post-BAWTOF report, extremely short version (initial) |
[May. 10th, 2008|03:32 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | cheerful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Airship Pirates by Abney Park | ] |
That was way too much fun to not do it again. I'll link to further reports and pictures once available and I've got my brain working.
On an unrelated (kinda) note, how in the happy fuck did I manage to loose two pounds after that? I'm sure it's party just water weight, but given that A beer is 144 calories and I drank a ton, AND that I ate breakfast (mushroom bacon cheeseburger w/ fries) at the Roxy I expected to at least break even or something.
Maybe it was all the flashing. Or the pyramids. Or gods know what else... |
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| a gauntlet? |
[Mar. 12th, 2008|10:00 pm] |
White Wolf is apparently attempting to kick the D&D guys in the junk while they're in the downtime between versions. See here.
I'm all for it, especially if their ploy actually works. (plus, way cooler game than D&D and if more people play maybe I won't have to be the only person I know who runs it) |
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[Feb. 29th, 2008|11:45 pm] |
"Pilgrim, those are dry and bitter tears and lonely
Eyes that look way beyond your years
Pilgrim, did you drink the mercury?
Your lips turned blue and you're struggling just to see,
You were too far gone to carry on, now your life has stalled,
As you march ahead yet go no place at all.."
(Bad Religion - Lost Pilgrim)
Been going through another of my periodic bursts of depression and stress. Haven't really felt the need to share though, other people have enough problems of their own.
On the upside, I'm moving to a new apartment this weekend and as that's been a major source of said stress, hopefully this will be the start of an upswing.
Also, I have a new cell phone. Those of you who know me and need it are welcome to email/AiM me to get the number. (clearly I won't be posting it on here) |
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| *incomprehensible adrenaline-fueled gibbering* |
[Dec. 23rd, 2007|03:26 am] |
Tom and his Boba Fett cutout just scared the everloving fuck out of me.
He left the thing in my room, in between the door and window and had taped the lightswitch in the kitchen down so I couldn't switch them on and ruin his plan. My bedroom door is a double door that faces directly at the window that takes up most of my wall. It's also useful to know that I have excellent night vision and didn't bother to turn on any lights so it was pitch dark when I pushed my door open and noticed a humanoid silhouette near my computer desk.
My reaction was to tag it in the face with my keys (already had them in that hand) and then yell at Tom that he was a dick as it fell over, clearly revealing a Mandalorian pining for the fjords a good disintegration.
The bitch of my weird fight or flight reactions (I attack instinctively when most people would flinch back or run) is that it makes me look more heroic, but I'm not actually any less scared when pummeling the hell out of the monster in the closet I'm just reacting differently. So thanks to the start and the adrenal rush, I'm going to be up a while longer.
In an unrelated note, for anyone who I haven't inflicted it on yet, this video is pretty cool.
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