There is a place...

Somehow randomly ended up listening to a small few songs from "Songs in the key of X" tonite... right now... over and over and over. Right now, and again in about 8 minutes, will be Frank Black, singin the soulful Man of Steel... great fuckin song!

Today has been all sorts of up and down...

Watching the snakes is driving me mad. There are those in the area who have such overinflated egos and they parade about with their grand sense of self, all the while trying not to breakdown crying in front of all their "friends" because they have nothing and no one and they slither about trying to steal something or someone from anyone they can glom onto. Sad thing is, some are actually quite gifted and just seem to be miserably ecstatic to distract themselves with meaningless garbage, or with attempting to take things that seem to make other people happy as though it will have the same effect for them; in this case its like me thinking that the dress the tall Blonde bombshell is wearing will make me a pretty lady too.. Blind and idiotic tenacity. They are so out of touch that it just... it just makes my brain hurt. I struggle with people, I get too many signals, even when there may only be 1 or 2, I see 17 - 38. Most humans don't even have the capacity to function on 2 levels simultaneously yet somehow I believe there are people out there who are coordinating 8 conspiracies while carrying on a conversation and texting... No one is that gifted; but why is it that my brain believes this to be a viable option. Now to clarify, I'm not paranoid, I don't think anyone is out to get me or anything like that but I can sit in a bar with 50 people and catch "vibes" from 12 different conversations and watch as the tall handsome egomaniac who has wonderful hair and an acute sense of style wastes more than 30 minutes trying to get some girl he just met to go back to his place... Its not happening, its written on her face, I can see it as can about 12 other people and yet he continues on relentlessly as if pushing a little harder just might make it happen. I just don't get it.

The worst part is that those who are respectable and worth spending time with are, like myself, busy trying to keep their heads above water and spending a few free moments here and there with their families or doing the thing that truly makes them happy.

I need to work on my psychic powers...

I dunno. Ups n downs...

And now... We're on Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Red Right Hand. (BEEEEEELLLLL!) 'Nother great tune!

Later folks...

IT

Circles and cycles...

I've been thinking back a lot lately to a much happier time in my existence. Sorta kicking myself in the face for allowing myself to become so human. I was so much stronger before, then I took down the wall but I think it came down a bit too fast and too far. My return to GameStop as holiday help has been much more fun than I anticipated but it has brought back a few new waves of "that which once was"... bittersweet I suppose. Still attempting to sort it all out and get back to a point where things were better, not only for me but for those around me. But to what end? Gotta answer that big question... but as a slacker, that one can wait for another day. ;) For now its back to 'day at a time', have fun when I feel I can and do what I want and need whenever possible. Gotta get back to creating and challenging myself whenever possible.

Think I'm gonna have to get my easel tomorrow, got some paintings to finish. For now, back to "Psychonauts" by the great Tim Schafer! Thank you sir, for your comedic adventures!

Later folks...

IT

Pretty proud of this... so I shall share!

Taking silly online tests... the RPG Class Test.

"Your result for The RPG Class Test ...

Spellsword

74% Combativeness, 47% Sneakiness, 53% Intellect, 47% Spirituality

Aggressive, but with the brains to back it up: You are a Spellsword!
Score! You have a prestige class. A prestige class can only be taken after you've fulfilled certain requirements. This may mean that you're an exceptionally talented person, but it probably doesn't.
Spellswords combine arcane might with combat know-how. They're much tougher than mages, like to wear armor, and can cast spells through their weapons. They're very, very, good at doing lots of damage to a single target very quickly, and while not quite as tough as most fighters, are still pretty hard to kill.
You're both smart and aggressive, which means that you're probably pretty dangerous when pissed off. You also tend to be somewhat straightforward, which is nice, and don't have much use for spirituality or mysticism."

SCORE!

Also... hello again everyone! Gonna try and keep this bitch updated at least once a week... What? I'm a slacker viking for god sakes, how much do you want from me!?

IT