Jul 292005
 

I drank a cup of Senseo coffee at 11 p.m. in anticipation of hours of dueling an allied SuperGroup in the Arena in City of Heroes. We were done at midnight so I got all wired up for nothing. I played some missions til 3 a.m., went to bed, tossed and turned until 5, and finally slept about an hour. In that hour I had the strangest dream, even for me. Most of it had the feel of a dream remembered: that I had dreamed the first part of it before and this was merely the continuation, but I remembered the details of the first part as if I had just finished dreaming it.

This is one of the most Jungian dreams I ever remember having: full of archetypal symbolism dressed up in urban trappings. Everything happened only at night, and I never saw daylight. Every person I encountered was young and dressed in a kind of grunge/punk fusion, like alterna-kid college students. Every encounter with one of my “guides” was preceded by the sight of a different animal. My quest for whatever-it-was was opposed by some primal malignant force, similar to the Wyrm of the Werewolf roleplaying game: a bodiless, faceless concept determined to stop me before I even got started. Some of the details have blurred over the course of the day, but I still remember the vast majority of it.

Long, fucked up dream story

Jul 282005
 

Thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday yesterday! *sniff* I feel so loved! 😀

My boss let me scoot at 1:30 yesterday so I could get to the Sec. of State to renew my license and order a vanity plate for the Cruiser (PTBRUZR). Luckily I was done in less than 20 minutes and headed back home. After roadster_guy came home, brokenbryan and mrimp came over, and we headed to dinner at the Bahama Breeze on Big Beaver. My co-worker Arshad was kind enough to cover the pager for me from 7-10 so dinner wouldn’t be interrupted, so I brought him a piece of birthday cake this morning. I thoroughly stuffed myself on appetizers, conch chowder, a couple of Malimbo Breezes (yummy!), and pan-seared Tilapia (fish) on a bed of sweet potato mash. I overdid it of course and suffered for a bit, until I had enough room for cake and ice cream. We watched a few episodes of Family Guy, Eric headed home, and I crawled off to bed. Presents were pretty good too. Aaron’s parents sent me a check, my sister gave me a car charger for my iPod and gift card to the iTunes store, Bryan gave me a very nice polo shirt, and I got a cute card from Eric (“Do not resist the birthday hug monkey!”). We’re going to dinner at the Palm with my mom and Aaron’s parents on Sunday and, after the huge meal I had last night, I probably shouldn’t eat again until then. Ugh.

Jul 262005
 
the Wit
(60% dark, 39% spontaneous, 27% vulgar)
your humor style:
CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARK

You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you’re probably an intellectual, but don’t take that to mean you’re pretentious. You realize ‘dumb’ can be witty–after all isn’t that the Simpsons’ philosophy?–but rudeness for its own sake, ‘gross-out’ humor and most other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat. I guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer. Your sense of humor takes the most effort to appreciate, but it’s also the best, in my opinion. Also, you probably loved the Office. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, check it out here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/.

PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart – Woody Allen – Ricky Gervais

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

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Jul 262005
 

Been a lot going on the last couple weeks and I just haven’t had any urge to write it up. The trip to Toronto and the social events of this past weekend were already written up by roadster_guy, so I don’t feel like repeating the whole thing. It was a lot of fun, and in Toronto I actually danced at a club with a minimum of alcoholic prodding! Wonders never cease… We’re actually reconsidering a move to Toronto rather than San Fran, but as usual we can’t make up our minds. San Fran would be great, but the cost of living there is still exhorbitant, and we don’t want to live in a shoebox. We like the standard of living we have now and don’t want to downgrade if we can help it. We’d just rather be in a cooler city. Toronto is expensive, but it’s not as bad as SF.

I was proud of my mother yesterday. The woman who had to be shown three times how to save attachments in her email actually bought and installed her own network card, hooked up and configured her new cable modem, did some basic troubleshooting when it didn’t work right at first, and is now back in the world of high-speed internet. Amazing! I helped her a little bit over the phone, but couldn’t go down there because I’m on call this week. Mostly, it was all her. Way to go Mom!

Lots of full weekends planned for the rest of the summer, with a trip back to San Fran in September for Folsom. After skipping the entire week after we came back from Toronto, I’m back to working out on the bag and running. I also cut down on the carbs and sugar I was eating for breakfast and lunch at work, and I don’t feel bloated all the time anymore. With a month to go, I don’t know that I’ll make the September 1st deadline for a flat stomach, but I’m finally making progress.

On the gaming front, Aaron and I kick ass in EVE when teamed up in our cruisers. Our last drone hunting expedition was actually too easy, and we need something tougher to fight. We also need to replenish the corporate wallet, which has dropped by half after Aaron bought and outfitted a new cruiser, and I bought some new skills.

In City of Heroes, Wire and Shadowgasm are up to 40 and 32, respectively. Last night seven of us in Rough Trade took on the Eden trial with only two deaths, and took down the Crystal Titan in less than 10 minutes. We kick some serious ass together, and I’m finally looking forward to some PvP, to see how we do against human opponents.

Today looks to be another boring day at work, with no early changes this morning to get me out of here early. I keep telling myself to call the guy in Flint about training for real estate appraisal, but I’ve realized I have this anxiety when it comes to picking up the phone and calling people, especially strangers, and avoid it whenever possible. I used to think I was just lazy about calling, but I honestly have an aversion to it. Unless it’s someone really close to me, like Aaron or Mom, I don’t want to pick up the phone. I have no idea where this came from. I wasn’t bitten by a phone as a child, I wasn’t in an abusive phone relationship, so WTF?!

 Posted by at 8:38 am
Jul 262005
 
You scored as Jean Grey. Jean Grey is likely the most powerful X-Man. She loves Cyclops very much but she has a soft spot for Wolverine. She’s psychic so she can sense how others are feeling and tries to help them. She also has to control her amazing powers or the malevolent Phoenix entity could take control of her and wreak havok. Powers: Telekinetic, Telepathic

Jean Grey

70%

Beast

65%

Wolverine

55%

Storm

50%

Emma Frost

50%

Iceman

45%

Cyclops

40%

Gambit

30%

Colossus

20%

Rogue

20%

Nightcrawler

10%

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 Posted by at 7:53 am
Jul 222005
 



The flag should never be displayed with the union down,
except as a signal of dire distress in instances of extreme danger to life or property.

—THE FLAG CODE, Title 36, U.S.C., Chapter 10, § 176 (a).
As amended by P.L. 344, 94th Congress, approved July 7, 1976.

I am posting this on my LiveJournal in opposition to The Patriot Act, which represents an extreme danger to the life, property and liberty of all persons living in the United States.

 Posted by at 1:39 pm
Jul 132005
 

It’s a weird sensation to be both tired and listless, yet at the same time tense and anxious. I’ve got this pent-up energy but I can’t focus on doing anything with it, so I just sit here and idle, and wish I could go back to bed.

What would happen if I just wandered off? I would, if I could think of somewhere I wanted to go. I should plan to camp on Manitou Island this summer for a couple days. I’ve wanted to for years, and it might do me some good to completely disconnect from everyone and everything for a couple days.

We need a heavier punching bag, or more weight on the legs of the stand. It slides all over during a workout, and invariably into the wall. I’m starting to see some definition from the regular workouts of the last week or so, but my gut isn’t shrinking as quickly as I’d like. I started to run after working out last night, but my right calf kept threatening to cramp up, so I gave up. I’ve been eating better, and less, than I normally do, not counting the biscuits and gravy for breakfast this morning.

I bought the new World of Darkness rulebook in anticipation of the new version of Mage, and the fiction pieces scattered throughout are downright creepy, and actually horrible in the “modern horror” sense. Much more atmosphere than anything in the old WoD books. I also flipped through the Antagonists book while at the bookstore, and that was even more disturbing. I’m toying with the idea of starting up a campaign, but dunno if I can put the prep work into it that it would require. I also wonder who I could get to play.

I need to return all these pop bottles at my desk. I have one full drawer, and a 5-layer triangle of them on my desktop, perfect for bowling.

thirdreel‘s entry the other day about dharma has had me really thinking about the difference between desire and dedication. I’ve always had plenty of the former, but too little of the latter. Pondering that made me go down to the basement and work out, when I really didn’t much feel like it. I was feeling kind of quiet and morbid, but cranking up the White Stripes helped and soon I was hopping around and beating the shit out of the bag.

All that plainspoken Buddhist wisdom makes me uncomfortable while at the same time it’s, er, enlightening. I’m intelligent and perceptive, yet concepts such as the distinction between desire and dedication don’t occur to me in such simple, powerful ways like I think they should. I see that as a defect on my part. Maybe it’s just hubris.

I can’t concentrate, could I be pregnant?

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