Archive for May, 2006

What I Do Wrong

Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006

So, today for the first time in god knows how long, I created and am using a script that I intend to distribute soon, whenever I get my new layout up and running. It’s a simple count down script, but a script none-the-less. I intend to move MilkRock off of wordpress and onto my own web publishing system soon. It’s called, Mr. Blog and in case you’re wondering, I will be distributing that as well. I still love word press to death, and seeing as how I plan to borrow from thier source I intend to contribute back and help with thiers as well.

Although I’m sure it’s fairly self explanatory, you guys can see now that I will have a DS Lite soon. I’m so anxious to hold it in my hands. To feel nintendo’s soft curves, and eventually its Wii.

Six-tees

Monday, May 15th, 2006

So last night, rather than going to bed at any kind of appropriate time I decided to stay awake and play WoW, and in doing so I managed to accomplish quite a bit on my main character, a priest. I’m now friendly with the argent dawn and Honored with the timbermaw. I made quite a bit of progress to becoming reveared in darnassus too, only 67 more stacks of runecloth and that should be enough.

This morning Brenda and I were supposed to go to the pool, but when we arrived we found a sign stating that the pool was closed and that if we wanted more information we should call. Brenda and I immidiately came up with dramatic conspiracy theories and we tried calling to see who was right, but we recieved no answer. That pretty much just let my imagination run wild and now I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to swim there again.

For Numbers

Monday, May 15th, 2006

I’m getting sick of number games, mainly ones where the numbers are not in my favor.

For The Love of Others

Wednesday, May 3rd, 2006

I think I may have hurt quite a few people recently, and I’m very tired of hurting people. Now I’m isolating myself and feeling really lonely because of it. I know I really have no right to complain seeing as how all this is my own fault, but what can I say? Whining has become habitual for me and there’s little else I seem to know how to do right.

Still havn’t found a weekend job, and I really desperately need one so that I can finaly start setting things right in my life. There are a million things right now that I want so desperately and I’m so upset that I feel like I can’t even make steps to have them.

My car is pretty much as dead as it can be too, so I’m really unsure as to what exactly is left that I can do on the weekends, though there are enough organizations around here that I should be able to find something.

5% chance to die

Monday, May 1st, 2006