Better late than never

Damn, its been a long time since I posted anything on this ol' blog of mine. Oh well, not like anything interesting happened in my life since my last blog. WRONG

Hmm, where to begin. I guess we'll start with me moving into my new place. Its been about...umm, almost 2 weeks now that I've been here? Something like that. As I look around my bedroom, I see possibility. Partly because I have no furniture, but mainly because I can do nothing but imagine the things I could do with this room. This room in finally MINE. Not my parents that they gave me, not a dorm room at a college, but MY room that I paid for MYSELF. Its always nice to look at things from that perspective. Just makes the situtation, no matter how bare and bleak it is, look that much better. Besides my room being bare, living here has been great. Dont really have any chores, curfews, annoying people who wont shut the fuck up when I'm trying to sleep...that sort of thing. Its actually very nice. Also, my room mate is awesome. Been a good friend of mine for a few years running now. Best part is, he isnt a wild, crazy, psycho like previous room mates I've had. Hes also responsible, which is another nice change to have around. All in all, I think this move was definetely what the doctor ordered.

Now I'm sure some of my "many readers" are wondering still why I havent mentioned any sort of girlfriend in any of my blogs. Well, this is because I'm pathetic and have no girlfriend. But fear not, for I am trying to remedy that as we speak. I wont mention any names here, for fear of someone finding this site, thus making things awkward...possibly ruining any chance I have...yeah...anyways. I've been friends with this girl for a few months now. Asked her out the other day, but worded it so it could potentially be taken as "do you wanna hang out as friends" instead of "would you like to go out on a date with me". Am I lucky or what? Oh well, round two so far looks promising, so I guess we'll see how that goes. Maybe I can get her to go out with me. If not...oh well, guess that just means I'll need to spend about a month and maybe 100 dollars on some new video games to prevent myself from going into a depression spiral which would involve me crying and wondering why all women of this world hate me. Although this scenario might seem bad, it hasnt actually happened yet...but you wait people...you never know when it might just happen...TO YOU! Ok, now I'm rambling....

Guess thats enough for now. Anymore and I'd be writing an autobiography. Totally not worth the effort. For some reason I dont forsee profit from it...meh. Guess the only thing left to say is...
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night. Now stop drinking my Egg Nog!"

The plot thickens...

For those who havent heard yet, I broke my cell phone about a week ago. I had it in my pocket, like I have been doing for the past 7 months or so of working there, and I hit a corner just right and cracked the monitor. Totally sucked. However to make it even worse, I cant get the phone replaced for free. Naturally, you're all wondering "What about the warranty?" Well, since the monitor cracking isnt a "manufacture defect" the warranty wont cover it. And since the phone cost me $200 right off the back, i wasnt gonna pay an extra $50 or so for insurance. I have to buy an entirely new phone. All insurance would have done is take off like 80 bucks or so off the new phone. Either way, I can deal with this phone for now. Its just that I cant take pictures, text message, or see who the fuck is calling. Basically, just a land-line phone. Meh

Its finally public news to all that I know that I am taking a short break from college. Should be a nice new adventure, right? Well starting with my roommate and I having no rental history and barely any credit, followed by neither one of our parents willing to co-sign with us, it has been exciting. We got everything all paid for finally and he has already moved in. I'll be slowly moving in this next week or so. Expect more blogs then, I guess. Will be internet-less for a little bit, but I'll survive. Thats what consoles are for, right? And sex...but I doubt I'll get lucky. Especially since I have no bed. Need to get around to taking care of that...

On a final note, this was a little something that just came to mind. If the Rock went to France, would people call him "the rock" or "le Pierre"? In french, Pierre is the word for Rock. Makes you wonder if the Pierre's in France are actually "the Rock" wannabes or something.

Another day in paradise

Damn, its been awhile since my last blog. Oh well, I'm sure all you weirdos who are reading about my life right now will get over it. And for those creepy stalkers out there...meh. Whatever. Anyways...

FFXII has been goin great lately. Just spent about 2 hours or so last night training my main three characters to lvl 60, so that I may fight Gilgamesh. Today, after work, I plan on training my backups to lvl 60 as well. Shouldnt take too long with that embroidered tippets or whatever they're called. The 2x experience accessories. You know...if you dont, then your a noob. Its alright, I forgive you. Also last night, I made about 150k gil. I feel pretty good about that since i was only farming for guys that needed to make like 7 lvls or so. My backups need to make at least 15 lvls, so i should get lots of cash from that. ^.^ Also this way, I can buy that stupid urn that has been sitting in my bazaar forever. Yeah, thats right Roddra, I havent bought it yet. Which makes it funny how i got to 1,000,000 gil spent before you. That should have helped you out a lot more. Oh well. I'll buy it later today after I train.

Hmm, as for marks, got almost all of them done now. Roddra and I FINALLY found a way into those tunnels in order to kill Bloodwing. So I decided to punch him to death as punishment. Roddra thought a quicker death was a little more appropriate, but to each his own, right? The only mark right now is I need to go finish off Gilgamesh. After much discussion, Roddra and I finally found out where that bastard is hiding, so once i finish training I'll just go own him I guess.

Well, off to work. Meh. Another day another dollar I guess, right? God, not even that makes me feel better about going to work. I dont get paid for another week. ;.;

Parlez-vous francais?

The aftermath of my four years of taking french class in high school was bleak. Besides the fact that I could occassionly partake in an intelligent french conversation with a friend from my french class, I really couldnt practice it anywhere. Right now, taking a french class in college would be more of a burden than fun for me, seeing that I need to focus more on my major at the moment. However, the longer I wait to practice, the harder it will start getting for me. But somehow, unknowing to me, my dad has come through for me. Yeah I know...kind of random, huh?

While exploring forums of some sort, my dad made this friend online. Shes this 18 year old girl who lives in Canada. Now before any of you jump to any sort of conclusions, my dad might be getting this surgery and he was lookin up forums online and this chic apparently had this same surgery. What surgery, I have yet to know, but for my sake I would prefer not to know. The less I know of the medical stuff my family goes through, the less I have to worry about them being alright and whatnot. I prefer to know the bare minimum. Back to the point...

After talking with my dad for a couple weeks, he mentioned to her that I too spoke french. Apparently he gave her my myspace info and said that if she wanted someone to practice with she could contact me. Well, shortly after talking to him about it, she sends me a message on myspace, and thus a pen pal friendship occurs. I've only been talkin to her for a few days now, but already I can feel my writing skills getting better. I cant necessarily practice actual speaking of french, but I'm at least able to practice writing/reading french, which is supposedly the hardest part of any language. Who knows, I might run by my high school and see if I can borrow a couple french books from my french teacher to work on reading and whatnot. Or even order my own. Still, one day I'd like to be fluent, and possibly visit some part of France. Until then, I'll keep practicin mon francais ^.^

With every good there comes a bad

Well, after numerous hours of searching, and pulling out my hair, i finally found that bastard carrot. And on top of that, the stupid carrot almost kicked my ass...but alas, I prevailed. Felt good to finally accomplish that. However, with every good event follows a bad one.

Now, for the life of me and Roddra, we cannot find a way into the stupid Burheim tunnels, or mines, or whatever they are. I'm too upset to look at my map again. Fucking Bloodwing is just gonna have to sit there and not die for awhile I guess, because I give up. I've searched every last possibility, as has Roddra. We are flat out stumped. The only thing we can think of is that somewhere, later on in the story line, we will end up down there. But until then...FUCK YOU BLOODWING!

Never underestimate your opponent

Im sure everyones had a moment where they were challenged by someone in something, and completely underestimated the competition. Well, one of those nights happened to me tonight. Its been awhile since I dusted off the old Dance Dance Revolution pads and played against someone. Recently I had discovered that my neighbor in the dorms plays DDR. Naturally I gloat a little about my skill, so he offers a friendly challenge so that I may prove myself. Of course, I couldnt deny my ego a chance to show off so I accepted. Mistake >.>

After a rough few warm up rounds, the competition began. Now seeing that I havent played in awhile, I was proud of how little skill I actually lost. However, even that was not enough. This guy was good. And I mean very good. Gave me a run for my money every round. Some songs I killed him on. I had to bust out my secret weapon of the song Butterfly in order to regain a lead against him, but they were close runs all in all. Was nice to have someone actually give you a challenge at a game. Thats why you never let your guard down.

A well deserved quote of the day
"Even when one is pro, under certain circumstances one can be a noob."
-teh_masterer

Whats up, doc?

Fucking Carrot. Nothing quite like waking up in the morning, trying to play a little FFXII, and not being able to find a stupid mark that you are trying to get. I mean come on, I know that carrot bastard is in that area, because the chic from the clan is there to help me. Why can't he just come out and die? I'll try and make it as quick and painless as possible. Bastard carrot...

Alas, time for another long hard day at work. I'll be back later. hopefully then I can kill that fucking carrot. If not, I might just have to go farm skellies in order to get some cash. Hmm, cash is gud ^.^