I hate the feeling of having a can of soda, drinking it now and then, working on other stuff until almost forgetting about it, and then when picking it back up and the weight of what remains being a lot less than one would hope for.

Does this happen to anybody else? It seems to happen to me every time >>;

Today is a very special day.
It's the first day of a holiday season to where stores will have lots and lots of chocolate that are themed for a different holiday that has passed, and is otherwise 'useless', so they have to try to get rid of it on clearance.

Spread the word of this momentous holiday that has been overshadowed by some other holiday, and share the love and joy that is INEXPENSIVE CHOCOLATE!

Peace~

...what if they brought back Freakazoid but using all the internet references we have nowdays...

Why do I keep doing this to myself?
It would be a lot easier if I just stop chatting with her =_=

~Me~ Hey, aren't you going to bed?
~Sophie (my niece)~ I'm waiting for Santa!
~Me~ You can't wait for Santa o_O
~Sophie~ Yes you can!
~Me~ But he knows when you're sleeping and when you're awake :P
~Sophie~ I'll just pretend to be sleeping, so I can wait for him.
~Me~ But... he'll know you're awake XD
~Sophie~ That's why I pretend!

Cute kid =P

Oh, also, Merry Christmas. I'll be drinking down my eggnog now 83

Pillows - Good god, my sleep schedule just can't get any -worse- at this point. Even worse, considering that I'm with my parents for the holiday season, and my other brothers are visiting too, so I'm sleeping on the couch. A very comfy couch, but still a place where it's not exactly private.

Popcorn - Been invited to see a couple movies since I've been here. The newest Harry Potter, which was pretty enjoyable all things considered, and Tron Legacy, which was freaking awesome all things considered. The later kept making me think of Star Wars, though.

Playing with Keyblades - Just how early is too early to let a little girl start playing the Kingdom Hearts series? My brother set up my niece, 10 years old, to start playing it. She needs help to get her equipment and abilities set up, but otherwise she's doing reasonably fine... for now, anyway. Still...

I'm gonna go take another nap now. At 3:46 in the afternoon XP

So, on a random impulse, I went through a bunch of DnD 3.5 stuff and figured out the following:

A sorcerer character can qualify for 14 Bloodline feats to gain 126 new Known spells, though 56 would have to be dropped due to conflicting Bloodlines, thus only -really- getting 76 new Known spells.

This character would have to have ancestors with bloodlines of the following:
Fire, Water, Air, Earth, Shadow, Dragon, Fey, Water-Fey, Undead, each Alignment (either Archon (L/G) and Demon (C/E) or Eladrin (C/G) and Devil(L/E)), and Plant.

All in all, that is one messed up family tree.

Gonna visit my parents for Christmas, and due to my lack of extra funds, the only people I'm obligated to buy presents for would be my nieces. Second priority would be my parents, then my brothers... no chance of affording things for family-friends... whatever.

Long story short, I need ideas for video games on either the DS or Wii for a growing gamer girl, but I haven't kept up on gaming news since... forever. She's... I -think- she's still in elementary school... good god, if she's in middle school already, it would make me feel super old. I think she is, now that I think about it x__X

Thanks in advance~

...there are more new journals than new picture submissions. >>

I think I'll skip all those things.

Happy Thanksgiving =P

...now I can't have my coat hanging up when I try to sleep at night...

...but why should I when I can just post it here? :P

My last two nights had memorable dreams, so I'll share them both with you.

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First Dream: Awesome Gun

I was a commando of some sort. One part because I was decently trained, I guess, and second part because I knew how to use this FREAKING AWESOME MACHINEGUN. It was, like... sort of a tall rectangular gun with an internal grip. So, like, sort of an arm cannon. If that makes any sense.

Using it regularly, it was a high rate of fire machinegun, but had other modes. I'd hit a switch and pull the grip partly away from the base of the gun and it extended the gun on a rail before going perpendicular
I used it when being attacked by helicopters where I went flat on my back and used that function... then when I started to fire, the recoil caused it to start spinning on the rail-extension. So, like... it started to shoot everywhere.

At a different point, I grabbed middle of the gun and turned it... down, I think, and it somehow used the existing barrel as a T-Grapling hook. Like... shooting back and forward, then sliding down the line, you know.

The stupidly awesome part was the last function. After destroying gunmen, helicopters, and other stuff, the boss came out. He came out in a tiny car, almost running me over. He said some weird one-liner like... 'Now that I have you cornered, I think I'll crush you now', and his little car turned into a robot suit. So I turned the middle of my gun upward... which opened a compartment on the inside of the end-part of the gun where I reached in with my other hand and gripped something inside, then completely turned it and pulled it apart. Both parts of the gun came apart and were, like, robot hands.

Which I used to flail around like a freaking gorilla. XP

Left hook to catch him off guard, then a left backhand and right hook, then a right backhand and left hook again. Explosive fists of explosiveness. Then my phone rang and woke me up

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Second Dream: Wheelchair Boy

I'm sure things happened before the 'start' of the dream, but I only remember it starting with myself in a wheelchair rolling on out of an apartment buildings where I apparently lived. I had my legs, and they weren't paralyzed... I had somehow got my hands on a wheelchair and out of sheer curiosity, I wanted to experience a little bit of life as if I wasn't able to walk.

I wasn't able to go down the stairs to take the subway, so I explored the local busy streets. I somehow stumbled into a new underground mall that was opening up. Among the spiffy displays that I got to play around with was a... convention of some sort. I'm not sure, but they were gathering people donations for the needy.

I was trying to make it out of there, but I turned around and this elderly woman with curly brown hair stopped me. She told me how I was a very brave man, asked me how old I was while talking to me like I was 5, and on the spot gave me a weird wallet-chain clip thing that would sound an alarm if yanked off without pushing the security button first, and a check for $200. Just like that. Because I was in a wheelchair. WTF >>

I finally got away and explored more of the mall, but before I knew it it was closing time. I started to look for a way out but then found my way to the parking lot instead. I decided to have a bit of fun and turn my wheelchair around to ride it on my knees all the way down the curving ramp.

On the way by, though, I saw this silver car being loaded in boxes. One of the people loading the boxes was the curly haired lady. ...it was just too perfect. She turned around just as I was passing by. I smiled. She looked shocked, then horrified. I waved and just kept on rolling.

Drastically quick scene change and I'm back sitting in my wheelchair at a bank... possibly to cash that check, I don't know. I hope not, since that would just be mean XP Anyhow, the bank gets robbed, and wouldn't you know it, because I'm sitting instead of dropping flat on the floor, I stick out of the crowd of hostages like a sore thumb. The bank robbers decide to have a bit of fun with me, wheeling me out near the front door and using me as a personal hostage so nobody tries to be a hero.

The police arrive and they do their little thing, asking to release the hostages. They wheel me out front and see if they could stand me up... I pretend to be able to stand, but just barely while holding onto the door rail. They laugh at me and tell me that I can go, but if I fall then they'll shoot me in the back.
I take a few very wobbly steps.
They laugh obnoxiously loud.
I wobble away faster.
They laugh frantically, keeping a close look to catch me falling down.
I break out into a full-out sprint.
Their laughter starts to die down a little.
I make a running action-hero style leap over the hood of a police car.
They stop laughing.

As I was starting to tell the police about the robbers, I woke up.

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...yeah. This is why I shouldn't have a wheelchair XD
I wouldn't mind having that awesome robot gun, though =P

I had a dream last night, which was... really different from my normal dreams. I was back in highschool and was on a school fieldtrip to some large city, apparently Seattle (which makes perfect sense when I went to highschool in Las Vegas >>).

We had a day where the students were allowed to split up and do their own thing as long as they stayed in groups of at least 4. On a pamphlet, I read that there was going to be some sort of indoor circus on that same day, so I talked some other people to going with me to check it out. Not only that, but for some strange reason, I thought that it would be a great idea to get there early so we could see them setting up, but nobody else wanted to do that. So I got up early (assumed to be around 8 in the morning) and took the city bus that would get me there in a few minutes.

For some reason, I fell asleep on the bus. For 8 hours.

I woke up, and even though it should only have been around 4 in the afternoon, it was getting dark out the window. I started to freak out when I realized what time it was (without actually looking at my watch, of course), and I looked out the window. We were going slightly downhill through a lightly forest area, but then we broke free from the woodsy view and I saw city lights down in the valley we were heading into.

It looks like a typical city with all the street lights starting to turn on, and car lights everywhere, some buildings, no skyscrapers. However, in different locations around the city were these... really large structures. One resembled a classic stone castle that was vaguely recognized. I saw this other one that had a base of an upside-down pyramid and the top half resembling the underwater castle from The Little Mermaid, but all in white stone... which I had dreamt about before. And yet another tall modern skyscraper whose rooftop I remember exploring from yet another dream.

I started to get really excited upon realizing that not only was I dreaming, but I accidentally escaped the Seattle-based dream I was supposed to have and was going to a place where some of my other dreams had taken place.

.......and then I woke up XD

I think the premise of this dream would make a rather classy and spiffy story of sorts, hmm? If any writers read this, go ahead and steal it since I won't be using it =P

...but keep in mind that there are many others in line behind you.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have invented the Beef Ramen Dinner Pancake.
It is delicious.

Much more delicious than my Instant Potatoes Dinner Pancake. ...though having dipping ketchup was a delightful touch.

I shall look further into the concept of Dinner Pancakes o_o

...or at least somebody who likes designing floor plans for big buildings. I've had this one project of mine always on the back burner to design the layout of the Yoshi Station.

It's a giant partially under-mountain complex that spans 7 stories. There are 'district' areas for its different uses, such as shopping (a super mall and food court), lab research (lab rental, conference labs, employee labs, and restricted labs), a hotel (yeah), indoor park (with a small river going through it), and residential (different sizes of apartments), then a good amount of filler things between said districts for entertainment (theater, arcade room, security checkpoints, medlabs, etc.)... and stuff like that.

I have a general idea of what rooms would go to which floor, but the devil in the details is what gets me. Especially with how to draw it out and stuff. Just curious to see if anybody out there could offer some help *shrugs*

Or... should it be Curious Lance, with Tek being the man in the yellow hat?
I'm somewhat tempted to draw that now.
And then stab myself in the eye with a fork.

Anyhow, I saw this floating around... I may have missed a few chances to do these for others, so if you've done this and I haven't commented on it then poke me about it XP

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Rate my character(s) with the following.

In this case, either Tek or Lance. Or both if you really want.

1. What do you think my character would have a job/career in?
2. What is unique about my character that you enjoy?
3. What are his/her flaws?
4. What are some changes you would like to see?
5. What would you like to see my character doing in future pictures?
6. How old does my character look?
7. On a scale of 1-10, how attractive is my character?
8. On a scale to 1-10, how sexually attractive is my character?
9. On a scale to 1-10, how well does my character fit me?
10. If you could, how would you personally change him/her to fit me better?

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Or possibly productive creativity...

In either case, I'm not much of an artist anymore. All you people still watching me several months after this should have been obvious, you'll need to find your Flash-based kicks elsewhere. I'll at least try to finish this Final Fantasy thing that I've been putting off for, what... 3 months now? x_X

(in before "What do you mean 'you people'?!" =P)

Baby oil... is it good for masturbation?
(take the term 'good' any and every way it can)

~~EDIT~~ I should have elaborated a little bit so I don't have to reply on every comment just to say the same thing. All in all, oil has less of a 'feel' to it, being a thinner coat on the skin, but doesn't dry up like lotions or KY does. I ask this question because a certain -somebody- made the response of 'ewwww!' when I mentioned using baby oil, and I want to know how many others would say the same >>

Project Fix-The-Hell-Out-Of-My-Sleep-Schedule was an utter failure.

Again.

I first started by staying up 20+ hours to pass out at night instead of the afternoon, with the help of a sleep aid to sleep as long as possible. 3.5 hours... so then I try to stay up to sleep in the evening again, taking a 1 hour nap when my body protested in the afternoon. Slept trough the alarm without sleep aid for 6 hours.

This is bullcrap =_=

Nothing says 'I'm a keeper!' like having an anxiety attack while on the phone with a girl. Today is my new day off. Life can wait til tomorrow.

Also, I think being able to still joke might be a sign of a snapping mind to come, or that I simply have a twisted sense of humor. I'm perfectly content with either =P

Couldn't fully sleep. Was hungry. Had myself a peanut-butter-and-fried-egg-because-lots-of-things-sounds-a-lot-better-in-my-head-at-five-in-the-morning sandwich. Also known as a PB&FEBLOTSLBIMHAFITM sandwich.

It was delicious.

And now to sleep with a belly full of hot food.

I'm calling out to all you people who dump globs of ketchup or BBQ sauce on your hotdogs or steak. You do not know how to appreciate food. The flavor is in the meat, not the condiments! D=<

That is all.

P.S. This refers to actual food, not flavored condoms >>

Once upon a time, I lost a friend.
I was a prick and she was a bitch, we decided to break away. This morning, 3 years later, she IMs me out of the blue. Within 10 minutes, we're talking as if those years and hurtful feelings never existed. Not only that, but she's been the friend I had always trusted with my deepest issues, and she's here when I need her most.
This is why I believe in Fate. *nods*

No, I'm not selling my plush collection. You crazy? >>

I've recently made an order with  sexualpancake for some custom plushies. She's usually making poke-plushies, which means she's comfortable with making non-humanoid plushies, AND she's having a spiffy sale right now, as seen here: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/1551730/

If you look at some of the samples in her gallery, you can see how it's more than worth it. @_@

Apparently I've lost the motivation to do normal healthy things in life, such as working out, eating, or sleeping. When a man has not a trace of ambition, there's not much left but the chore of survival.

I don't know what happened there. But eh, I'm not active enough to be noticed when I'm gone for, like, a week or something =P

200+ new submissions to see and I didn't see how many journals there were before I nuked them. If I missed anything serious, I apologize. It's going to take me a little bit to catch up ^^;