News and find
This is an excessively long entry, but for once not quiz results. I didn't think I should force y'all to have your friends page eaten by it though.
Welp it got done. I am now completely out of my apartment and back in the land of free board and demands to know what the hell I am doing with a sheep in my room to make it bleat like that. I am still setting up, it's hard to condense your material gain to a single room, especially if you're a pack rat *points to self*.
The big news in the family is that my Godmother and her partner are getting married. YAY Massachusetts for finally allowing it, *thumps heart with fist* word to my state. So I will be playing usher, valet, and possibly DJ for them, lol. It's a small family thing and so they call on the Labor commission (tell my mom to ask me to do it) to get things done. Seriously though, I couldn't be happier for them. They're definetly in the "good people" list and it's great that they get to formalize their relationship in the sight of society as it has been formalized in love for years.
World's been moving pretty fast for me recently. I think I may have lost sight of some important things, and rushed things I shouldn't have. I was thinking about it the other day (and just now). I don't think I would want to live without regrets. I considered what it would take to live without regret, yes it would mean grasping at every opportunity, but it would also mean lacking the conscience to acknowledge mistakes and consequences. I regret a great many things in my life. My gift and curse is the ability to remember. I know my mistakes, I know which chances I took which perhaps I shouldn't have. I know everytime I should've spoken up, and every time I did and shouldn't have. Things going wrong does not necessarily mean I regret them though. Certain events of late have made me sad, made me covet the chance for reattempts, but I do not regret a single moment of them.
Rocky was a lot of fun this past week. We had some really enthusiastic virgins who I hope will come back with virgins of their own. Only problem was that I got locked out of the building for a little while, but it turned out allright. Something I hate about being in any show though is that, like most people, I see many areas for improvement. The problem is a lifetime of needing to sustain an ego under constant seige has made me often come off as an arrogant fuck. This means I find it difficult to critique, without people feeling I am criticizing. For which reason I generally try to keep my mouth shut about such things until someone else introduces the topic.
(Stream of consciousness) Quick thought, I am wondering about peoples ideas on wide scale telepathy. Absolute honesty between all people due to the fact that nothing could be hidden. In general I try to be an honest person, I don't see why I should say anything other then what I actually feel (see above "come off as arrogant fuck"). Because of this I find myself often continually annoyed by a common circumstance. This being that because most people do lie, or speak with an agenda, other people assume that I must have one. Sometimes I put multiple statements together because, like an essay, the thoughts have common subject matter. However, it does not mean I am lying about one, or using it as a threat or something to support another statement. What's worse is that based on the assumption I must have a ulterior motive people go and piss and moan behind my back that I should "be a man" and just say what I actually mean. My only fear with widespread telepathy would be that passing thoughts in anger might be interpreted as intent. For instance, I know a person who pisses me off every so often. I have had the realization that I could probably bankrupt this person and ruin their life if I wanted to without much effort. I wouldn't do such a thing, but it did occur to me. I also have no doubt that many people have had the thought of "damn, I really want to hit that guy" for whatever reason. If this was believed as intent the other person might premptively strike at you, leading to more conflict where I had hoped there would be less. Honesty is defintely a double edged sword.
So anyways, to end on a silly note. While cleaning the apt. I found several of the little notebooks that I write in as I pass my days. Sometimes I come up with ideas that are just too good, or too stupid, not to follow through on. That being said one day I decided to write a song about boffing. Boffing for those of you who don't know is what we call those kids you see with pvc pipe wrapped in padding and duct tape to look like medieval weapons running around and beating each other with them. Generally this is done in the context of Live Action Role Playing (LARPing) in which you actually take on the persona of a character and act out scenes. Example: I am a knight, I go on a quest, the guy running things sets traps and stuff that I have to figure out, he assigns other players to be monsters I have to fight etc.
So yeah, composed a stupid little song all about it.
PVC Warrior: A Battle Hymn (this subtitle just occured to me and made me giggle)
by Me
*Chorus*
I am a PVC, Warrior
Master of duct tape
and king of open cell foam
PVC, Warrior
Bean-bag flinger
My skills are well honed
At school my peers treat me like shit
Girls ignore me, I'm the dodge ball target
On weekends though I wear a cape and ride a steed
I travel the world doing noble deeds
My sword is feared
far and wide
from me Kobolds
run and hids
because
*chorus*
There's a toilet with my name on it during lunch
Yesterday I killed an ogre with one punch
I may be the victim of swirlies
but when I save the damsel Fabio envies me
*guitar solo* (it's there in my mind, deal)
*chorus*
I am living out my dreams
building up my self-esteem
Met a girl there to be my queen
How dare you call this self-destructing
I can't wait for the next scene
*short drum solo* (again, deal)
*variation on chorus*
I am a PVC, Warrior
Master of duct tape
and King of open cell foam
PVC, Warrior
I may be a geek
but fantasy gives me a home
Welp it got done. I am now completely out of my apartment and back in the land of free board and demands to know what the hell I am doing with a sheep in my room to make it bleat like that. I am still setting up, it's hard to condense your material gain to a single room, especially if you're a pack rat *points to self*.
The big news in the family is that my Godmother and her partner are getting married. YAY Massachusetts for finally allowing it, *thumps heart with fist* word to my state. So I will be playing usher, valet, and possibly DJ for them, lol. It's a small family thing and so they call on the Labor commission (tell my mom to ask me to do it) to get things done. Seriously though, I couldn't be happier for them. They're definetly in the "good people" list and it's great that they get to formalize their relationship in the sight of society as it has been formalized in love for years.
World's been moving pretty fast for me recently. I think I may have lost sight of some important things, and rushed things I shouldn't have. I was thinking about it the other day (and just now). I don't think I would want to live without regrets. I considered what it would take to live without regret, yes it would mean grasping at every opportunity, but it would also mean lacking the conscience to acknowledge mistakes and consequences. I regret a great many things in my life. My gift and curse is the ability to remember. I know my mistakes, I know which chances I took which perhaps I shouldn't have. I know everytime I should've spoken up, and every time I did and shouldn't have. Things going wrong does not necessarily mean I regret them though. Certain events of late have made me sad, made me covet the chance for reattempts, but I do not regret a single moment of them.
Rocky was a lot of fun this past week. We had some really enthusiastic virgins who I hope will come back with virgins of their own. Only problem was that I got locked out of the building for a little while, but it turned out allright. Something I hate about being in any show though is that, like most people, I see many areas for improvement. The problem is a lifetime of needing to sustain an ego under constant seige has made me often come off as an arrogant fuck. This means I find it difficult to critique, without people feeling I am criticizing. For which reason I generally try to keep my mouth shut about such things until someone else introduces the topic.
(Stream of consciousness) Quick thought, I am wondering about peoples ideas on wide scale telepathy. Absolute honesty between all people due to the fact that nothing could be hidden. In general I try to be an honest person, I don't see why I should say anything other then what I actually feel (see above "come off as arrogant fuck"). Because of this I find myself often continually annoyed by a common circumstance. This being that because most people do lie, or speak with an agenda, other people assume that I must have one. Sometimes I put multiple statements together because, like an essay, the thoughts have common subject matter. However, it does not mean I am lying about one, or using it as a threat or something to support another statement. What's worse is that based on the assumption I must have a ulterior motive people go and piss and moan behind my back that I should "be a man" and just say what I actually mean. My only fear with widespread telepathy would be that passing thoughts in anger might be interpreted as intent. For instance, I know a person who pisses me off every so often. I have had the realization that I could probably bankrupt this person and ruin their life if I wanted to without much effort. I wouldn't do such a thing, but it did occur to me. I also have no doubt that many people have had the thought of "damn, I really want to hit that guy" for whatever reason. If this was believed as intent the other person might premptively strike at you, leading to more conflict where I had hoped there would be less. Honesty is defintely a double edged sword.
So anyways, to end on a silly note. While cleaning the apt. I found several of the little notebooks that I write in as I pass my days. Sometimes I come up with ideas that are just too good, or too stupid, not to follow through on. That being said one day I decided to write a song about boffing. Boffing for those of you who don't know is what we call those kids you see with pvc pipe wrapped in padding and duct tape to look like medieval weapons running around and beating each other with them. Generally this is done in the context of Live Action Role Playing (LARPing) in which you actually take on the persona of a character and act out scenes. Example: I am a knight, I go on a quest, the guy running things sets traps and stuff that I have to figure out, he assigns other players to be monsters I have to fight etc.
So yeah, composed a stupid little song all about it.
PVC Warrior: A Battle Hymn (this subtitle just occured to me and made me giggle)
by Me
*Chorus*
I am a PVC, Warrior
Master of duct tape
and king of open cell foam
PVC, Warrior
Bean-bag flinger
My skills are well honed
At school my peers treat me like shit
Girls ignore me, I'm the dodge ball target
On weekends though I wear a cape and ride a steed
I travel the world doing noble deeds
My sword is feared
far and wide
from me Kobolds
run and hids
because
*chorus*
There's a toilet with my name on it during lunch
Yesterday I killed an ogre with one punch
I may be the victim of swirlies
but when I save the damsel Fabio envies me
*guitar solo* (it's there in my mind, deal)
*chorus*
I am living out my dreams
building up my self-esteem
Met a girl there to be my queen
How dare you call this self-destructing
I can't wait for the next scene
*short drum solo* (again, deal)
*variation on chorus*
I am a PVC, Warrior
Master of duct tape
and King of open cell foam
PVC, Warrior
I may be a geek
but fantasy gives me a home