Not that anyone will read this...
But my annual need to put my thoughts somewhere other then my head has come to pass. Something I would reserve for Myspace, but since adding my mother to my friends list (a mistake maybe, but it gives her something to do), I would only be hounded via IM with lectures about keeping a positive attitude and blah blah blah. I don't need that. I've heard too much of that the past 11 months since l've arrived only miles away from the ruins of Babylon.
I don't expect anyone to read.
Most "friends" on my list are SG's I keep as easy reference to their pic's (only 20 fav's? but I have so many more! ) and hopeful's who fall into the same category for adding. Only one non-SG or Hopeful added me, and we haven't conversed what so ever. My fault, I'm sure. Never was the social type, and eFreinds are lost on me. By chance you do read this Lamiea, or any of you lovey ladies for that matter, thanks for the add.
So to the blog part, might was well get it out of the way, being that's why I started this. As it may sound at first, nothing more the geek chatter, there is something more relevant and some-what deeper into who I am.If you figure that one out, feel free to let me know. I haven't exactly figured it out myself.
I have reached a wall. Knew it was going to happen. Surprised it didn't happen sooner. At the moment, what may be called a social life has revolved around a MMO. Sad, but true. At first it was something to pass the time, but I made some friends on it and have enjoyed it since. This is my second attempt at playing one of these online games. The first got half way through and quit. I love video games. Especially when they end. These games don't end. Fuck that. Play the game--->Beat the boss--->credits of people I will never meet---->new game--->rinse and repeat. But I played through to the level cap. The only reason to play it now, the eFriends I've made on it.
You see, my "real" friends (I haven't had imaginary one's since I was like, I dunno, 17? 18 maybe? When did i graduate? Whatever) aren't the kind for surfing interwebs or anything like that. Since my departure to make something better then who I was, I find my self only a ghost in their memory while I'm gone, and an item of nostalgia while I'm there. A reason to go pub crawling downtown. I get the feeling, or at least I'm thinking that my best friend has thought I am abandoning him. Not the case. I fully intend on coming back.
To what, I don't know.
Probably the same shitty job, living in the same shitty hole-in-the-wall apartments I've always resided in. Can't wait to get back. Seriously... Anything is better then this. But as it is, I am gone more then I am there, and when I am there, I feel like that distant relative who visits every few years. And who ever really wants to hang out with that relative? And why am I starting sentences with And? Shit! I did it again!
So back to my wall. I reached the end, so to speak. The level cap. I have plenty more alt's to play but the urge has left me. The experience grind has become too much. This presents a problem for me. What now? WTF do I do now? Not like I can go down to the bar. This damn country is dry. I swear this whole millennium long dispute would be put to rest if these bastards would have a fucking drink or smoke a spliff or something. The boredom has set in too deep and there are still a few months to go before I even can think of tieing one on.
Sigh...
Yawn...
Sigh..
I like pie
Fuck Hippies
Colbert for President 2012
<---is that a gimp or a pirate? A gimp pirate? The cop from the village people maybe?
But my annual need to put my thoughts somewhere other then my head has come to pass. Something I would reserve for Myspace, but since adding my mother to my friends list (a mistake maybe, but it gives her something to do), I would only be hounded via IM with lectures about keeping a positive attitude and blah blah blah. I don't need that. I've heard too much of that the past 11 months since l've arrived only miles away from the ruins of Babylon.
I don't expect anyone to read.
Most "friends" on my list are SG's I keep as easy reference to their pic's (only 20 fav's? but I have so many more! ) and hopeful's who fall into the same category for adding. Only one non-SG or Hopeful added me, and we haven't conversed what so ever. My fault, I'm sure. Never was the social type, and eFreinds are lost on me. By chance you do read this Lamiea, or any of you lovey ladies for that matter, thanks for the add.
So to the blog part, might was well get it out of the way, being that's why I started this. As it may sound at first, nothing more the geek chatter, there is something more relevant and some-what deeper into who I am.If you figure that one out, feel free to let me know. I haven't exactly figured it out myself.
I have reached a wall. Knew it was going to happen. Surprised it didn't happen sooner. At the moment, what may be called a social life has revolved around a MMO. Sad, but true. At first it was something to pass the time, but I made some friends on it and have enjoyed it since. This is my second attempt at playing one of these online games. The first got half way through and quit. I love video games. Especially when they end. These games don't end. Fuck that. Play the game--->Beat the boss--->credits of people I will never meet---->new game--->rinse and repeat. But I played through to the level cap. The only reason to play it now, the eFriends I've made on it.
You see, my "real" friends (I haven't had imaginary one's since I was like, I dunno, 17? 18 maybe? When did i graduate? Whatever) aren't the kind for surfing interwebs or anything like that. Since my departure to make something better then who I was, I find my self only a ghost in their memory while I'm gone, and an item of nostalgia while I'm there. A reason to go pub crawling downtown. I get the feeling, or at least I'm thinking that my best friend has thought I am abandoning him. Not the case. I fully intend on coming back.
To what, I don't know.
Probably the same shitty job, living in the same shitty hole-in-the-wall apartments I've always resided in. Can't wait to get back. Seriously... Anything is better then this. But as it is, I am gone more then I am there, and when I am there, I feel like that distant relative who visits every few years. And who ever really wants to hang out with that relative? And why am I starting sentences with And? Shit! I did it again!
So back to my wall. I reached the end, so to speak. The level cap. I have plenty more alt's to play but the urge has left me. The experience grind has become too much. This presents a problem for me. What now? WTF do I do now? Not like I can go down to the bar. This damn country is dry. I swear this whole millennium long dispute would be put to rest if these bastards would have a fucking drink or smoke a spliff or something. The boredom has set in too deep and there are still a few months to go before I even can think of tieing one on.
Sigh...
Yawn...
Sigh..
I like pie
Fuck Hippies
Colbert for President 2012
<---is that a gimp or a pirate? A gimp pirate? The cop from the village people maybe?