I've decided. Tony Hawk 4 is not only fun to play, but is a laugh-a-minute fun-fest when grown drunken men attempt to play it. Oh, if only I had a video camera. My head hurts from all the laughter.

Happy new year, everyone. I sincerely hope that next year begins better than the last one ended.

Listening To:"Jesus wept! I'm the worst skater ever!!"

Looking Forward To:Unlocking a female skater. Damned sexist pigs.

New Year's Eve and the long standing tradition of getting plastered. I don't think I shall partake this year, although we did go buy a bottle of Bacardi. I'm just not much in the mood. I think I'll sit back and watch Mike and Mark attempt to play Tony Hawk 4 while shit-faced, that's quality entertainment to last through the night. I mean, hell, they're a riot when sober and trying to play GTA: Vice City.

I've been pondering on the idea of making resolutions. The other tradition. However the problem is that I don't really believe in them. If I can't make a committment in the middle of the year and stick to it, what's the point of trying in a new year? It's all a state of mind that says it's "new" anyway. Nothing really changes as far as the world at large is concerned.

Still, though. Maybe.

Listening To:My head pound. I still don't feel 100%.

Looking Forward To:Tonight's hilarity.

Blarg. I feel like crap. I think my yearly cold decided to slip in before it was too late. Gotta love the timing. Now I'm wandering around the house in a zombie-like state, hopped up on DayQuil. And may I add that being a slack jawed mouth breather does wonders for creating an intelligent appearance. It doesn't help that all I want to do is crawl into bed, but since I have a guest, I don't feel that's really an option. Grr. Damn you, cold virus!

On an up note, I finished my As If! story for the upcoming comic book last night. This gives me a warm fuzzy, since it's the first creatve thing that I've finished in years. Go me. I also picked up needle and thread for the first time ever and stitched up our old down comforter (Jett chewed a hole in it a while ago). It's not perfect, but at least it's not hemorrhaging feathers anymore.

I'm becoming better domesticated in my poverty. That's a good thing ... right?

Listening To:The cars drive by in the rain.

Looking Forward To:Feeling better. :\

My mother just e-mailed me a link to this article. It's good to know that we aren't allowing terroists to win by living in fear and drastically altering our lifestyles.

Anybody else having mental images of the Captain Tripps confinement attempts?

It truly is a brave new world. I really must try to find the time to write a full-fledged rant. While I still have the opportunity to speak.

Listening To:Die Another Day - Madonna

Looking Forward To:The world as we know it ending within, oh, five years or so.

Bleah. Mark hugged me in public last night. He shall die for this.

I stole a couple of hours to do some writing. Mike and Mark are downstairs playing Grand Theft Auto: Vice City. The gratuitous violence appeals to kids of all ages, after all. We spent the morning chatting and watching Aliens on DVD. Game over, man!

I ponder what we shall do with the time we have remaining. It sucks being poor, your options become so limited.

Listening To:When I Come Around - Green Day

Looking Forward To:Warming up. This room is freezing.

Oo, I just got a late Christmas present. Catch-22 and a French and Saunders DVD. Nothing in this great big world puts a smile on my face like French and Saunders.

All hail the Art Slave. She not only showers me with excellent art on demand, but sends a mighty fine gift too.

Listening To:Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles

Looking Forward To:Watching the Misery parody.

It's turning out to be a pretty decent week after all. I just got a nice e-mail from my oldest friend, Mindy. I haven't heard from her in years. We've been friends since I was in 3rd grade. I would give you a year, our people hadn't yet created a time measurement system that would be recognized in today's modern world. I shall have to make an effort to actually reply to this one.

Mark will be here in about 12 hours. I need to get the house clean before then. But all I really want to do is go back to Unleashed and play with my puppy some more.

.....puppy......

But first, haikus. These are the last on the list, and I doubt we will be crafting any more anytime soon. Not about this specific topic, anyway. I hope they were enjoyed.

Fake
Smiling is the key
Plastic masks the truth inside
Tanya walks the path

Abandonment
Call stats and hold time
Excel gives us untold strength
Organizing fools

Listening To:The music in my head.

Looking Forward To:Mmm. Puppy.

I steal a brief moment while the boys walk Annie home. Turns out that Annie (a friend and fellow supervisor for my belove'd ex-company) was fired today. Those agents who were fortunate enough to work for a particular agency were invited (read: forced) to return to work for the "transition team". Annie was one of those. She says that she was wrongfully terminated. Not being there any more, I don't have enough insight into the situation to say for certain one way or the other, but given the kind hand they extended to us, I could certainly see it. It was hard to get the story completely straight, though. She was understandibly upset when she arrived, and quite drunk when she left. She lives in the same complex as me, so Mike and Jason are making sure she gets home okay.

In more pleasant news, it's been confirmed that my Big Scary Bald Guy will be arriving tomorrow night. I think he'll be here until the 1st or 2nd, at which time my Big Wussy Art Slave will arrive for a week or so. Wow, I feel so popular.

Listening To:The wind whistling through the trees.

Looking Forward To:Tomorrow's visitor.

Mike's home. He brought some stuff from his parents, including The Sims: Unleashed. That's what I needed to brighten up the holiday week -- virtual puppies. Second only to real puppies.

It looks like Jason will be coming over tonight. He got Warcraft III. Hm. I wonder what the copy protection is on that thing?

Listening To:I Need a Hero - Bonnie Tyler

Looking Forward To:Playing Unleashed.

Typical. The first day this week that I've had to get up for something, and it's the day that I got the least amount of sleep. After last night's entry, I suddenly decided "Oh, wait, I don't like this one tiny formatting aspect. Let me quckly fix that." "Quickly" meaning "spend two and a half more hours." And I still had to eat and shower. So we're looking at a 1:30am bed time with an 8am wake-up so I can get to the airport to pick Mike up.

Yeah, so that's still seven hours, but when you're used to sleeping in as late as you want (even with my job, I didn't have to be there until 11am), any alarm is a thing to scorn.

So now I have a huge headache to greet Mike with. And a stuffy nose -- I think I'm getting a cold. There's only one cure for that ... Haikus!

Catastrophe
Thomas talks to Kim
My life passing before me
Slow-mo is too fast

Inevitable Decay
Key chains, biffy pens
My teeth rot, my eyes go blind
I see no doctor

Hm. I suppose I should probably update the old Daily to point to this new one. <bonk self>

Listening To:Waterloo - ABBA (...don't ask)

Looking Forward To:Mike getting home.

I love it when I take on a new project and then don't move for the next five hours. <checks time> Make that six hours.

Anyway. As is blatantly obvious, Daily Deformations has a new home. I have dumped the manual updating process for the automatic bliss that Blogger provides. I've been doing good updating lately, and I want to keep up with that. I'm the type of person that simply adores things that are shiny and new (I was the kid next door who would ignore a toy for months until you wanted to play with it). Updating online also gives me the advantage of being able to update anywhere that has a web connection. I think this will also help me to keep up with things a bit better.

I've spent the past six hours working on and tweaking the layout. What think you?

I believe that this new lay out will encourage me to post a bit more often with less meaningful things in the future. And isn't that a good thing? Of course it is. Frankly, I could probably do a bit less oppressive meaning.

I close my first blog now, as I have a screaming headache from staring at the monitor for six hours straight and a gnawing hole in my stomach because I forgot to eat anything.

For the stuff that came before the Blog, visit the old Daily Deformations here.

Listening To:
Don't Fear the Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult

Looking Forward To:
Finally getting this bloody thing posted. And FOOD.