Clear Air Turbulence

Courtesy of Lolthulhu.com

Yeah, I'm pretty damn nice. Why am I offering this stuff? Because I need the room and there's no money for them on ebay. The only thing you have to do is pay the p&p. If you want you can offer me any geeky stuff you don't want or make a donation to a charridee of my choice. I reserve the right to change my mind about anything till moolah changes hands. Ill try and keep the list as up too date as I can.

( The list )

Is there anyone on my flist who might be interested in some lovely free* RPG books? I need the space, and there's no profit margin selling them online.

I need to look through the pile o'crap, but I can definatly say there's some old school cyberpunk 1st ed, in there, some rifts, an old tatty copy of WHFRP 1st ed and a couple of versions of paranoia.

*By 'free' I mean; you pay p&p. If you take more than a couple of books off my hands it might be nice to consider sending me some of your unwanted books I might want, or a donation too charity. Neither of them are 'musts' though.

Today I realised why I'm single.
Yesterday whilst shopping for DS games, I did with all earnesty proclaim 'In my day we had alphabetisation!' I'm getting old y'all.

Last night I had seperate and distinct dreams about Pokemon, Transformers, D&D and working in a comic book shop.

Yeah, great stuff.

Who is your favourite Pokemon?
Mine's Psyduck. Even my housemate who thinks such things are geeky and worthless can understand why I like Psyduck.

I'm in a typing mood today, I have two more posts backed up in my brain I should get round to asploding soon. Kinda making up for my lack of quality recently.

Just thought I'd I dunno moot an idea. Struggling with teh pr0ns as I do, I've found that having a desktop background of a pretty lady who's not overtly sexual actually helps the urges an awfull lot. Is this still objectifying female types? After becoming obsessed with her her track 'Hide and Seak' my current background beau is Imogen Heap and her lovely big chin. Am I a bad person? I find just looking at her and a couple of other people very 'soothing'.

Well, y'know. Bummer. Someone I had a lot of respect for and a lot of affection for has removed me from their friendslist. The reason for this is presumably because I criticised one of their beliefs. I guess that this is a divergence in our attitudes towards certain things. They saw me as rude and out of order, and so marshalled the banhammer. I personally wouldn't. I don't feel the need to remove people who disagree with me from my friendslist automatically if they criticise me, we should be fine with differing opinions etc. Maybe my response to said belief of basically saying 'that's retarded' wasn't full of finese. But it was one of those beliefs.

Without going too far into it (that'd allow easy identification, and that's not what I want) I'm quite down with many beliefs, hell, I can dig otherkin, ain't anything that disproves it, so y'know, maybe. this belief however had plenty (and I mean plenty) of evidence against it. Fuck even common sense is against it. So when you see someone you think of as intelligent and with it actually supporting this belief, you can't help yourself from saying 'are you having a laugh'.

Sad though, will miss them.

Maybe I should change my default icon. People seem to think I'm a troll when I'm making SERIUS comments.

Hell I could even make my own icon, whqat with having downloaded GIMP, it being intuitive and me having plenty of time. Hmmm moar Cthulhu?

+2 from making slightly arsey comments on the vegan communities this morning alone.

I'm on fire!

My disturbed sleep patterns are zombifying me. Seriously the housemate is away this weekend and the most I'll get up to is maybe walking around in my boxers with the heating on.

Further investigation is leading me to believe that the entity known as 'Lady GaGa' is malignant.

Silence is not respect. Silence is complicity. If we really respected human life we would be yelling 'Never again!'

insert very predictable rant about remembrence sunday and the silence here

I've got elves on the mind. Eeeeeeeeeeeelves.

I've actually done things I should have done a while ago this week.
I've not smoked this entire week. This may be because I've not drunk any booze either.
The lack of booze has had good effects; clearer thinking, better moods, sleeping less.
The lack of smoke means I'm eating like a pig.
But for a change; I get stuff done now. I have a bit more motivation. I've been happy listening to music without having to be drunk for a change.
The urge to go sXe is actually greater now that I've had a week off and can feel that its a better idea for me than most people.

grabbed myself a wordpress account today.
I have the urge to migrate there, as livejournal, for some reason hasn't held quite the same interest for me for a while.
I do, however think, it'd be a better idea to kind of set up the wordpress account as my more 'offical' feed. Keep all the personal stuff in here.

Look here bro' I made my self an icon. Yeah it was the first time, but I was all over that gimp yo'

Five days. Five days without cigs in this attempt/not really an attempt at giving up smoking.
Only one thing is certain;
I will not abide stupidty from anyone.

What? what's that? I've finally gotten off my arse and done something?
Why, yes I have.
What, what have I done?
I typed up and finished off a short story!
Can I see it please?
Yes;
Suicide Watch
Give me the pasting I deserve!

The fact that I've been involved in three sprawling internet arguments today, would suggest that maybe its me, rather than the world who is spoiling for an argument. So y'know, 'soz'. I just hate not having the last word. Mostly because there's some fool who's just said something I need to rebuff, and I panic that if I don't people will think I've either given up, or that they're right.

Maybe I just don't have enough faith in people.

Well my intentions of spending about a month not drinking lasted all of about eight hours. Not that I've been drinking. Just watched yet more episodes of The Wire. I saw a bunch of people hammered on whiskey singing to The Pogues. Which of course the way god intended for us to drink. Actually that's what I'll do for my next birthday. You can all come over, we'll drink whiskey, bellow our selves course in faux irish accents then puke in the garden. Who's up for it?