Repose

Updated 2132-140404

0144-130404

Some - fuck, many people use those online logs, you leave diary entries like a guestbook, whatever.  Hell with it, I'll just write this up and hand-code it.  Easier for me than finding one and having to put up with more damn advertising.

That really pisses me off.  If it's done right it sticks in your mind.  Then you get left with a nagging feeling about it.  I mean, fine, advertise in a public space, but don't make it so it stays in my private space.  Pigfuckers.

Net friend of mine is decalling a model of a Galaxy class starship.  Five hundred lifepods, each has to be done by hand.  It's going to be a hell of a thing when it's finished but I have to wonder who else is going to care?

Then again what does it matter, long as he's happy?  And it is going to be a hell of a thing.

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0257

Karma owes me a fucking cigarette!

2132-140404

It got finished!  The ship actually got finished!  I was indeed amazed and aghast.  I also wrote up a RP review for the first time in I have no idea how long.  Man, I need to find a way of shrinking those things down.

Recent talk with friends around the idea of getting our little RPing group going again put me - as usual - on the idea of running something. ; Naturally, I turned to Freelancer for ideas.  I think I've got something, but it needs work.

Speaking of, I need a new job.  Any reasonable offers, let me know.  High pay, low effort, no risk thanks.

Sometimes I wonder how badly I can mess things up, and then I go and do one better.  Guy's got to take pride in something, hasn't he?  I take pride in screwing things up one more degree than last time.  It's a sign of achievement, albeit a rather perverse one.

0305-150404

I'm just...tired. Funny? Fuck it.

0519-160404

Hey, check this shit out.  Four entries with a timestamp showing post-0000 hours.  That's after midnight, if you need the hint.  And this the latest late show.  Well then, I should have fantastic and wrong things to go on about, right?

Eh, not really.  Had a couple of ok RPs.  We managed to crash out a server, that was good and fun.  I created an image for STRP Security department certification which I think looks rather spiffy, and my tongue feels as if it is actually covered in fur.  Nice.  I've gone through nearly a whole pack of fags today.  That and the coffee's what does it.

New stockings for the girl ordered off eBay arrived today.  When I get to see her I don't actually know, though.  Been very quiet today.  I'm not sure whether to worry and call her or take it as a good sign that she's finally managed to get some rest, in which case I don't want to disturb her.  Ah, I'll call her tomorrow.  I miss the girl.

Oh, and that reminds me, I should really start work on the photos section.  Which means digging for them, damn things.  The other day I was looking for stuff to make a start on this site with, and found no less than three separate copies of folder sets all labeled as backups in one way or another.  Fucked up kind of filing system if you ask me.  Also there's the Folder of Doom on my backup CD, but I'm not sure if it's got anything apart from porn on it, in the way of pictures.  Either way, I'm sure I'll find something entertaining.

No bright red link words tonight, I can't be bothered.