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Nov. 5th, 2007 09:40 pmWell, it hasn't been quite a month yet since my last substantial entry, but that's not enough for some people! Sigh.
Life's okay, aside from the occasional backache - which is probably work related. I try using proper posture, and I check it lots, too, but I still end up getting them. Myeh. I do have a heat pad collar thing I use to help alleviate the achy, but still, it'd be nicer if I didn't get them in the first place.
There's way too much candy around from Halloween. We didn't have all that many kids come by - where, not all that many is roughly equivalent to 'not enough to give four hundred plus pieces of candy to'. Dad got way too much. I'm not complaining much, on one hand, 'cause it's free candy, c'mon, but on the other... Trying to get in shape and lose fattybits, and this is not the way to do it, with all this tasty sugar around me, no.
My pumpkins got lots of compliments, though - one kid even said he wanted to hire me to do his next year. XD I told him he could never afford the price, hehe. A dragon and gargoyle thing, they were - looked right neat, too. Which reminds me, I still have to take pictures, even though I think it may be too late for the gargoyle. It's kinda shrivelled up some.
Geez, what has happened lately? I'm not really sure I know, what with working six days a week and swing dancing Tuesdays and Trav-days Saturdays and belly dance Sundays and my gym workouts and wow. I'm way too busy.
The second picture I commissioned from Dracanta got finished a couple weeks back - it's of my lovely valkyrie in gryphon-form, Serenne.
I was poking around dA earlier today, and flipped to the front page to see what was going on, and who do I spy staring back at me from the thumbnails? Sere, of course. This one, too, got DDed, just like the picture she did for me of Daelin did. I just about died laughing.
Apparently her leet art skills plus my characters equals awesome, or something. The picture really is gorgeous, though - I couldn't have asked for better. The shiny, and the tea, and the muscles, and the feathers! Heeee.
Belly dance this morning was quite the workout - it's been getting worse as we've been getting closer to completing the choreography. It was all shimmies and balance work today, which I guess is good for the gracefulness, but damnit, it's hard! Except for the wiggles. I can wiggle approximately well. I suppose that's a slight benefit to still having this jiggly mass stuff around. Also, side planks in yoga suck, even modified.
I seem to have an easier time in playing the zills than a lot of gals in the class. I wonder how many of them have musical training? 'Cause I really think that's what's making it easier for me - even in a section described by the instructor as tricky, where we have a 'one-two' maya step going on with a triple zill, I don't get tripped up on the beat; it's just a left-hand ('feet') eighth note with the right hand ('fingers') playing a triple note in time. Big deal, right? Apparently not.
*time skip of 24 hours or so*
I think I finally got the kibitz screwed around with my schooling stuff - apparently student services lost their minds somewhere and never registered the fact that I'd put in my ling major request and been approved. I contacted the linguistics advisor, though, and she got everything straightened out right quick. I'm still technically a comp sci major for the moment, but apparently I can't get my minor wedged in until I take another upper division course and complete the requirements, for some reason. Iunno. Basically, what it works out to is that I need to take 12 more courses to graduate with my ling major and comp sci minor - ten ling courses, five required and five UD of my own choosing, one random arts course of whatever subject I want, and one UD comp sci course (with at least a grade of B- in it). It shouldn't be too bad. Another three semeters and I'll be done. There is some speculation I could do it in two, but I don't want to risk screwing up and having to hide in a hole for months. Six course semesters do not sound like happy fun times to me. I'll likely end up doing four or five in a shot and seeing what happens from there - taking courseloads of more than four is totally doable in degrees that are not computing science, apparently. XD Maybe I'll even worm it so I can do the last semester by distance ed and still be able to work at Linmark next winter, assuming they want me back.
Got Cadencia fired from AKP. Kido quit shortly thereafter. There was much rejoicing. I really shouldn't say much else, but damn, it felt good to get those cliqueish bitches out of the place. Highschoolers, pfeh. When you manage to annoy me over the internet that much...
So much violence here lately, especially in high profile gang crimes. Of course, they likely always happened in the same numbers, but the intensity of the violence has just been escalating - it's like every day for the past two weeks, you've been hearing about another shooting or murder in connection to gangs, drugs, and so on. It's really rather sad - this is civilized? But not totally surprising. I was reading an article in the Sun written by a criminology professor - when he would take his first-year students to the jails to see what went on there, there'd always be a couple of girls dressed rather scantily and asking him how to get on certain inmates' visitors lists.
You always see rappers and 'gangsters' on Much and MTV with money, cars, women hanging off of them.
You get shows like The Sopranos, where the main male characters, heavy into crime, are always coming out on the top of things. Sure, things are shit sometimes, but look at Tony. He's pudgy, balding, aging, angry, misogynistic, and certainly an asshole, but any woman he wants, he gets - even the real estate lass who initially rebuffs him strips down and sits on his lap. Is there no woman on the show aside from Melfi who has any brains or morals? And then there's the gals on the internet who declare themselves to be part of the Chris Moltisante Fanclub. Seriously, these are not nice guys, but they have everything that is fascinating to men - power, money, women. What more could you ask for? Forget about the real possibility of your own death, or the killing of your loved ones, or about harming anyone else at all for the sake of your desires - fuck that! Who cares?
When they can 'have it all', certainly not these idiot punks who get involved in the drugs and ruin countless lives with their theivery, kidnappings, and murders. Certainly not the brainless, weak women who seem to get off on the bad boys, encouraging them only more in a cycle of ridiculousness - lemme tell yer, girls, there're rebels out there who do their own thing while not hurting anyone. You might wanna look them up first.
What the hell is wrong with everyone, seriously? It's totally unsurprising, but it still makes me sick.
Sigh.
I haven't been able to get the game idea out of my head for the past couple of days. Surely, I could've written about it at one point, made it into a story - but now there's too many ways it could go, you know? Too many branching paths. Each decision made leads to new consequences further down the line. Rarely is there a point of no return, but they're there, no doubt. Stick to a basic plot, go in relatively the same fashion, but it's all in how you get there, not what you go to do.
And oh, it's been done before. Fable and KOTOR, and what-not. But do either of those actually pull you in to such a fashion as the old Japanese RPGs? To make something like a FFVI where Terra's morality is ambiguous and you decide how things happen - not necessarily what happens next, but how things are accomplished, set up the world in your grand old scheme, save it or rule it, by force or by pulling strings.
There's a cheerful, retired old general who hides as a teacher, though, and the rumours only say she's god-touched - who knows what the truth is? A sad but hardened creature hiding from the people he could lead, only because of his refusal to forgive anyone, even himself. A mischievious pipe-wielding brat, can do wonders given a few bits of scrap and a hammer, and maybe a couple of bolts, your companion from since you could remember.
And the main character? Not much more than a lump of clay, waiting to be molded. Not a silent protagonist, oh no - but your words are hers.
Bah. It's very niggly.
I should go to bed!
Life's okay, aside from the occasional backache - which is probably work related. I try using proper posture, and I check it lots, too, but I still end up getting them. Myeh. I do have a heat pad collar thing I use to help alleviate the achy, but still, it'd be nicer if I didn't get them in the first place.
There's way too much candy around from Halloween. We didn't have all that many kids come by - where, not all that many is roughly equivalent to 'not enough to give four hundred plus pieces of candy to'. Dad got way too much. I'm not complaining much, on one hand, 'cause it's free candy, c'mon, but on the other... Trying to get in shape and lose fattybits, and this is not the way to do it, with all this tasty sugar around me, no.
My pumpkins got lots of compliments, though - one kid even said he wanted to hire me to do his next year. XD I told him he could never afford the price, hehe. A dragon and gargoyle thing, they were - looked right neat, too. Which reminds me, I still have to take pictures, even though I think it may be too late for the gargoyle. It's kinda shrivelled up some.
Geez, what has happened lately? I'm not really sure I know, what with working six days a week and swing dancing Tuesdays and Trav-days Saturdays and belly dance Sundays and my gym workouts and wow. I'm way too busy.
The second picture I commissioned from Dracanta got finished a couple weeks back - it's of my lovely valkyrie in gryphon-form, Serenne.
I was poking around dA earlier today, and flipped to the front page to see what was going on, and who do I spy staring back at me from the thumbnails? Sere, of course. This one, too, got DDed, just like the picture she did for me of Daelin did. I just about died laughing.
Apparently her leet art skills plus my characters equals awesome, or something. The picture really is gorgeous, though - I couldn't have asked for better. The shiny, and the tea, and the muscles, and the feathers! Heeee.
Belly dance this morning was quite the workout - it's been getting worse as we've been getting closer to completing the choreography. It was all shimmies and balance work today, which I guess is good for the gracefulness, but damnit, it's hard! Except for the wiggles. I can wiggle approximately well. I suppose that's a slight benefit to still having this jiggly mass stuff around. Also, side planks in yoga suck, even modified.
I seem to have an easier time in playing the zills than a lot of gals in the class. I wonder how many of them have musical training? 'Cause I really think that's what's making it easier for me - even in a section described by the instructor as tricky, where we have a 'one-two' maya step going on with a triple zill, I don't get tripped up on the beat; it's just a left-hand ('feet') eighth note with the right hand ('fingers') playing a triple note in time. Big deal, right? Apparently not.
*time skip of 24 hours or so*
I think I finally got the kibitz screwed around with my schooling stuff - apparently student services lost their minds somewhere and never registered the fact that I'd put in my ling major request and been approved. I contacted the linguistics advisor, though, and she got everything straightened out right quick. I'm still technically a comp sci major for the moment, but apparently I can't get my minor wedged in until I take another upper division course and complete the requirements, for some reason. Iunno. Basically, what it works out to is that I need to take 12 more courses to graduate with my ling major and comp sci minor - ten ling courses, five required and five UD of my own choosing, one random arts course of whatever subject I want, and one UD comp sci course (with at least a grade of B- in it). It shouldn't be too bad. Another three semeters and I'll be done. There is some speculation I could do it in two, but I don't want to risk screwing up and having to hide in a hole for months. Six course semesters do not sound like happy fun times to me. I'll likely end up doing four or five in a shot and seeing what happens from there - taking courseloads of more than four is totally doable in degrees that are not computing science, apparently. XD Maybe I'll even worm it so I can do the last semester by distance ed and still be able to work at Linmark next winter, assuming they want me back.
Got Cadencia fired from AKP. Kido quit shortly thereafter. There was much rejoicing. I really shouldn't say much else, but damn, it felt good to get those cliqueish bitches out of the place. Highschoolers, pfeh. When you manage to annoy me over the internet that much...
So much violence here lately, especially in high profile gang crimes. Of course, they likely always happened in the same numbers, but the intensity of the violence has just been escalating - it's like every day for the past two weeks, you've been hearing about another shooting or murder in connection to gangs, drugs, and so on. It's really rather sad - this is civilized? But not totally surprising. I was reading an article in the Sun written by a criminology professor - when he would take his first-year students to the jails to see what went on there, there'd always be a couple of girls dressed rather scantily and asking him how to get on certain inmates' visitors lists.
You always see rappers and 'gangsters' on Much and MTV with money, cars, women hanging off of them.
You get shows like The Sopranos, where the main male characters, heavy into crime, are always coming out on the top of things. Sure, things are shit sometimes, but look at Tony. He's pudgy, balding, aging, angry, misogynistic, and certainly an asshole, but any woman he wants, he gets - even the real estate lass who initially rebuffs him strips down and sits on his lap. Is there no woman on the show aside from Melfi who has any brains or morals? And then there's the gals on the internet who declare themselves to be part of the Chris Moltisante Fanclub. Seriously, these are not nice guys, but they have everything that is fascinating to men - power, money, women. What more could you ask for? Forget about the real possibility of your own death, or the killing of your loved ones, or about harming anyone else at all for the sake of your desires - fuck that! Who cares?
When they can 'have it all', certainly not these idiot punks who get involved in the drugs and ruin countless lives with their theivery, kidnappings, and murders. Certainly not the brainless, weak women who seem to get off on the bad boys, encouraging them only more in a cycle of ridiculousness - lemme tell yer, girls, there're rebels out there who do their own thing while not hurting anyone. You might wanna look them up first.
What the hell is wrong with everyone, seriously? It's totally unsurprising, but it still makes me sick.
Sigh.
I haven't been able to get the game idea out of my head for the past couple of days. Surely, I could've written about it at one point, made it into a story - but now there's too many ways it could go, you know? Too many branching paths. Each decision made leads to new consequences further down the line. Rarely is there a point of no return, but they're there, no doubt. Stick to a basic plot, go in relatively the same fashion, but it's all in how you get there, not what you go to do.
And oh, it's been done before. Fable and KOTOR, and what-not. But do either of those actually pull you in to such a fashion as the old Japanese RPGs? To make something like a FFVI where Terra's morality is ambiguous and you decide how things happen - not necessarily what happens next, but how things are accomplished, set up the world in your grand old scheme, save it or rule it, by force or by pulling strings.
There's a cheerful, retired old general who hides as a teacher, though, and the rumours only say she's god-touched - who knows what the truth is? A sad but hardened creature hiding from the people he could lead, only because of his refusal to forgive anyone, even himself. A mischievious pipe-wielding brat, can do wonders given a few bits of scrap and a hammer, and maybe a couple of bolts, your companion from since you could remember.
And the main character? Not much more than a lump of clay, waiting to be molded. Not a silent protagonist, oh no - but your words are hers.
Bah. It's very niggly.
I should go to bed!
