I love Deus Ex. Its my third fave game ever, but this new Human Revolution prequel doesnt feel like it fits into the essence of the universe. You know what it feels like? Orange fucking batman.

I hate a good 90% of things. Films included. Tron Legacy is the only film in 5 years I actually want to go see again. I probably will too.

The popular kids are doing it, so I will too. I'm a free spirit!

1) 30 pushups before bed every night. My arms get far too tired during practice.

2) I will drink more tea! 27 cups a day isnt enough.

3) I will stay on top off my homework.

4) Meet that special someone and get married. This one's been on my list since 8th grade.

5) Beat up a goddamn clown!

6) Find some semblance of employment.

7) Write more stuff. I'm tired of not having much to write about.

There are my seven new years resolutions. Not that any of you care. You smelly, lopsided, over the hill jello molds!

(My insults are also coming along well, yes?)

Lately my enjoyment of music has seemed to escalate. I've always liked it, and I honestly think anyone who doesnt has something very wrong with them. But lately its gotten much more intense.
I have nothing to do since My first term of college has been a failure on the level of Edsel, So I've been sniffing around the internet more than usual. Almost every piece of music I've come across has totally pulled me in. I soak in them live a hot tub, every movement and tone sounds perfect, the lyrics all bend together perfectly and all the beats hit right and resonate inside me. And this isnt with one group or genre either, almost everything aside from the trashy hip hop crap Much Music plays just seems to float well with me.

And no, I'm not high. The first person to suggest that gets hunted down and arrow'd.

I've been feeling rather down lately. All the stuff I've written has come out dark and crappy. Until tonight!
My sister has been bitching at me for the past week to let her use my new laptop. After like a million answers of 'No' and a few 'Fuck off' thrown in I finally gave in at the command of my mother.
the sisterbitch hands it back at quarter past midnight when im trying to sleep, closed and in standby. I opened it after she left and saw she has left her facebook page open. Oh the fun I had. I've totally totally fucked her profile up, nothing serious though. Just enough to raise my mood!

On the downside, I think I have tennis elbow. I've never even played bloody tennis but my right elbow is swollen and painful. Good thing I'm left handed!

So I've figured out what I am, and what I am is an angry and bitter old man trapped in the body of a fat 18 year old gay guy. Wonderful.

You know, come to think of it, I should get a medal for this. Someone design me a medal and I'll have it cast and sewn onto my jacket.

Okay, so I figured I'd try Amnesia Dark Descent today. I went in thinking, "I'm so good at survival horror I bet I could just walk right through this!" I played for half an hour before I had to shut it down and have a cup of tea to recover. Then I played another 12 minutes before I curled into a ball and passed out.

God damn.

Well, it seems that I have drawn some degree of a following. Whether it was genuine interest in my work or another impulse watch, destined to pad out a list, I have yet to determine. For now take some comfort in the fact that new work is coming. I have a piece on the go right now that I'm almost ready to abandon editing. When that happens, I'll post it here.