Archive for March, 2002

Alexi is PISSED!

Ok, Titusville rocked the mic in so many ways. I’m finally able to start playing my character’s other side, and that just makes it all the better. While yes, swanky New York playboy Alexi is fun, it’s nice when this seeming coward (i.e. “I’m a lover, not a fighter” type) sees Sabbat and rushes into battle with his Ghoul Squad, pissed beyond all living hell. It facilitaed a way for Alexi to start liking Collan Greene more since Elric’s character was proxied with us and Alexi now considers his a friend for fighting those fucking monsters with him. However, it also demonstrated the fundimental difference between how Alexi hates them, and how Collan does. Collan walked out of the battle happy that we took out one of their monsters. Alexi walked out pissed off that the Lasombra (6th Gen or below since he Shadow Stepped) that Arms of the Abyss tried to tear him apart and the hoared form Tzimisce got away, plus one of his ghouls was eaten by the Thing (the weird Sabbat creature that’s really a bunch of Kindred Vissed together into one uber-monster, can’t remember the name) and he couldn’t stop it.

What I liked the most about this game was that Alexi got to show a side of him that he never does. For one reason or another, Alexi holds a deep seeded hatred of the Sabbat, especially the two main clans of it (if you’re curious, figure it out RP), so instead of the proper womanizer who always keeps in exact specifications, you had an angry, bleeding Alexi with his hair literally half pulled out of his pony tail (I actually pulled my pony tail half out), shirt torn to pieces (didn’t do that, I liked that shirt), tie loosened, with a shotgun in hand and wild look in his eyes saying, “We’re going Lasombra hunting.” He and Dimitri (who was halfway back to Orlando and turned around when he felt me over the Blood Bond getting ripped in half and yelling obsenities at my unseen foe) walked around afterward with their shotguns out, looking very angry and checking to make sure that the Seneshal of Orlando was safe. He seemed equally as concerned about us, which was good. Suffice to say, as long as there are Sabbat in Titusville, Alexi is going back there. Once they’ve been driven back, he’s gonna want to kick them out of Cocoa. He’s still a business man, and made a few really great deals last night, but now he plans on leading a vigilante second life. He’ll be back to normal the next evening, but for now he’s showing his true self.


Xenu will get all of us

Well, I think I inadvertantly donated money to a Scientologist charity today. Jake had me waiting while he had his job interview and there was a small art show outside. I find a painting I really like, fail my entrancement check, and buy it plus a frame for $25. Not a bad deal at all. More to the point, it’s for a charity that tries to keep kids off of drugs, which is a good thing. Suffice to say, I start talking with the guy running the show, and he starts talking about how much of a genius L. Ron Hubbard is. I don’t like the guy’s work, but ok. Then he tells me how L. Ron Hubbard wrote more than anybody other man ever (63,000,000 words!!!!), to which I inform him that Isaac Asimov and Robert Heinlien both wrote more than L. Ron Hubbard. Appearantly, it only seems that way because I’ve never seen the “secret writings.” At this point the warning klaxons are going off, but still, nothing that big. Next he asks me if I have any problems, because L. Ron Hubbard has written things that can solve my problems. I should have told him what my friend Ben suggested (“I have a penpal named Xenu that wants me to help him take over other people’s souls, but the problem is I just don’t have the time”), but I instead informed him that my life is devoid of any problems and that I am a statistical anomoly. Shortly after that I left, figuring I had done a good thing and met a strange person.

It wasn’t until later that I looked at the pamphlet that the guy gave me and discovered that this charity I had donated to is run by L. Ron Hubbard himself. Now, I’m not the most suspicious person in the world, but I think I now know what happened here. Still, I walked away with a nice painting and don’t think L. Ron Hubbard is anything more than a mediocre sci-fi author who makes a killing occationally making a killing.

Also, you’ll notice a new face on my Friend’s page. That would be my good friend from way back, Ben. Check out his stuff, it’s interesting to the fullest. Now, I must get back to reading because the alien criminal soul that inhabits me tells me to.

This si a test, and a private post that I’m sending for two reasons. One is to welcome you to what I affectionately call “Live Crack.” The other is to see if this private post thing works. Send me one in return if it does.

Well, I just got back from the new Health and Wellness Center that I’ve been trying to work up the desire to go to since the beginning of the semester. While the muscles that I use to sit at the computer and sleep late are amazingly worked out on a constant basis, I had essentially forgotten that the other ones actually exsisted. I am currently well aware of not only their exsistence, but more to the point of wishing to deactivate them for a short interval while they stop burning. I exagerate now, it didn’t seem quite that way earlier. To be perfectly honest, and I fear to lose some friends to heart attacks so brace yourselves, I actually enjoyed myself very much. My friend Jen and I went there and were able to talk while my legs continued to move and I occationally took a moment to marvel at the high technology that was cycling the belt beneath my feet. I felt somewhat good afterwards, though I was probably dressed the absolute worst for the occation (black jeans, 3v1l L33t shirt, and Airwalks) and I am sweating more than I have in extreme air conditioning since the last time I was in a Siberian POW camp for Christmas. I might make this a habit. Probably surprise the hell out of Mary. I can see it now: “Chris, I can’t believe it. Your stomach no longer jiggles when I poke it! You still make that hilarious laugh of yours, though.” ::she pokes me and I laugh like the Pilsbury Dough Boy:: Possible? I’m gonna keep rationalizing to myself that I don’t like exercise, just the really kewl high tech stuff they have there. Besides, I can’t work out too hard. If I get to look any better it’ll only cause problems for everybody. Well, that’s my rant for the moment.

Ok, now that I’ve seen this, I must.

Have you ever……..

01. Fallen for your best friend?: Nope. Best friends tend to be male.
02. Made out w/ JUST a friend?: No
03. Been rejected?: Yes
04. Been in love?: Currently
05. Been in lust?: Often
06. Used someone?: Death first
07. Been used?: Too many times
08. Cheated on someone?: Death first.
09. Been cheated on?: Too many times
10. Been kissed?: Thankfully
11. Done something you regret?: A few, but I might be getting over that.

Who was the last person…

12. You touched?: Elric
13. You talked to?: Elric
14. You hugged?: Elric
15. You instant messaged?: Jen
16. You kissed?: Mary
17. You had sex with?: Mary
18. You yelled at? Elric, several months ago
19. You laughed with?: Elric
21. Who broke your heart?: She Who Shall Not Be Named
22. Colour your hair?: Chemicals? In my hair? Get fucking serious!
23. Have tattoos?: When my sister is no longer breat feeding my nephew.
24. Have piercings?: Just the one
25. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend/both?: Yes.
27. Own a webcam?: No.
28. Ever get off the damn computer?: If I can’t avoid it
29. Sprechen sie deutsche?: Wenig
30. Habla espanol?: Si, hablo espanol.
31. Quack?: ::calls forth his army of penguins:: Bring it.

Have you / do you / are you…

32. Stolen anything?: Once. It hangs from my keychain as a reminder.
33. Smoke?: Occationally
34. Schizophrenic?: We most certainly are not
35. Obsessive?: Only on certain issues
36. Compulsive?: Can’t afford it
37. Obsessive compulsive?: Not sure.
38. Panic?: Hitchiker’s Guide tells me not to
39. Anxiety?: Sometimes, not often
40. Depressed?: Only in small attacks
41. Suicidal?: No
42. Obsessed with hate?: For a while, but it would only destroy me in the end.
43. Dream of mutilated bodies, blood, death, and gore?: Not that I know of.
44. Dream of doing those things instead of just seeing them?: No.
45. If you could be anywhere, where would you be?: A state of absolute bliss and calm.
46. Who would you be with?: Various loved ones. You know who you are.
47. What would you be doing?: Relaxing, talking pilosophy, then going to our respective rooms and humping like bunnies with 2 months left to live.
48. What are you listening to?: Jimmy Eat World, but I’m not playing it.
49. Can you do anything freakish with your body?: My ex-girlfriend, if that counts.
50. Chicken or fish?: Fish.

51. What facial feature do you find the most attractive on others?: The shape of their face.
2. Would you vote for a woman candidate for president?: If she’s good, why not?
3. Would you marry for money?: Not that I can think of.
4. Have you had braces?: Never. Great teeth.
5. Do you pluck your eyebrows?: Sometimes.
6. Do you like hairy backs?: Not really.
7. When was the last time you had a hickey?: January 3rd was when they were applied.
8. Could you live without a computer?: Why don’t you just take away my fucking water supply while you’re at it!
9. Do you use ICQ, AOL Buddy list etc…?: Yes, I do
10. If so, how many people are on your list(s)?: 92, but I’m a pack rat.
11. If you could live in any past time period, which would it be?: Must it be in the past? We’re living in a new Renaissance, why not just now?
12. Do you drink enough water?: Indirectly.
13. Do you wear shoes in the house or take them off?: Take them off.
14. What is your favorite fruit?: Green apples.
15. Do you eat wheat bread or white?: Whatever I can get. Pumpernickle if that’s an option.
16. What is your favorite place to visit?: Holland was really kewl, but I like to travel.
17. What is the last movie you saw?: Resident Evil
18. Do you kiss on the first date?: I thought not for a while, but I was wrong.
19. Are you photogenic?: Of course! Someone as good looking as me could hardly not be.
20. Do you dream in color or black and white?: color
21. Are you wearing fingernail polish?: not that I know of.
22. Is it chipped or fresh?: Fresh
23. Do you have any dimples?: Not sure. Do I?
24. Do you remember being born?: Which time?
25. Why do you take surveys?: Pathetically easy way to peak people’s interest about me.
26. Do you drink alcohol? If so, what is your favorite drink?:Yes, and I would have to say a good coginac.
27. Did you like or do you like high school?: It was worth it all.
28. What is the best accent?: Lower Cambridgeshire. Very refined and soothing.
29. Who do you want to kiss? Mary, desperately
30. Do you like sunrises or sunsets the most?: Sunsets. The arrival of night is wonderful.
31. Do you want to live to be 100?: *laughs jovially*
32. Do you think women should be expected to shave their body hair?: Expected? No. But it’s nice.
33. Do you like salty food or sugary food the most?: Salty
34. Is a flat stomach important to you?: Not really
35. Do you or have you played with a ouija board?: Yep.
36. Are you loyal?: Zealously.
37. Are you tolerant of other peoples beliefs?: Always
38. When you watch movies at home, do you like the lights on or off?: Off
39. Do you believe in magic?: Big time.
40. Do you have nightmares frequently?: Not really.
41. Do you like your nose?: Yes, and no, you can’t have it.
42. Do you like abstract art?: For the most part.
43. Do you think you can draw well? Not in the slightest.
44. Do you listen to music daily?: I love music
45. Do you like to watch cartoons?: Does anime count? If so, yes. Otherwise, occationally
46. At what age did you find out that Santa Claus wasn’t real?: 7
47. How many pairs of shoes do have in your closet?: One or two. Most on the floor.
48. Do you like to wear the same shoes everyday or do you like a variety?: Gimme my Airwalks!
49. Do you write poetry?: More into short stories.
50. Do you snore?: I’m told I do.
51. Do you sleep more on your back, front, or sides?: I roll around
52. dog/cat?: cat
53. Do you lick stamps?: No
54. Do you use an electric can opener?: Don’t have one.
55. Have you ridden in a hotair balloon?: yes.
56. Which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain?: Emotional, without question.
57. Favorite TV show?: Babylon 5 is the greatest TV show ever.
58. Do you know anyone who is clinically depressed?: No.
59. Do you prefer a piano or a violin?: Piano
60. Are you a sex addict?: I hope not.
61. Do you know someone who has cancer?: 2 degrees of separation.
62. Do you like to argue?: I like to discuss.
63. Do you hunt?: No, but if it’s with a bow I would.
64. Do you like fast food joints, or expensive restaurants?: Yes.
65. Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum?: art musuem
66. Do you have a middle name? What is it?: Robert John Moonpanther
67. Are you basically a happy person?: After much work, yes.
68. Are you tired?: Always.
69. Did you drink anything with caffeine in it today?: Coke
70. Have you ever met anyone off the internet?: yes
71. How many phones do you have in your house?: 6 or 7
72. How long is your hair?: About a food and a half, maybe more.
73. Do you get along with your parents?: In short intervals.
74. What color of eyes do you prefer?: No preference.

Well, there’s a bascially useless insight.

Well, I’ve finally finished the two tests I had today. Didn’t do too bad either. One of these tests was supposed to be right before Spring Break, and wasn’t on one of the chapters it should have been on, so I now know more than I should. They will arrive to kill me for that soon enough (i.e. “The Kaoru Who Knew Too Much”), but in the meantime I can waste time waiting for my DAMN SHOWER! Room mates really must learn that running water does not nessesarily merit a shower, and therefore if he’s gonna play on his computer, he should allow others to make use of the 1×1 square foot cubicle that I manage to maintain a form of hygene in since he is not technically “in the shower.” I would go as far as saying that he is “OUT OF the shower,” to be perfectly honest, but there are times in which quibling over details with a Rugby player is not worth the trouble.

Well, for those of you who do not know, as of yesterday I have been accepted for a job as a RHAP, which basically means that I can get paid for hanging out with Jonathan in the RHAP office talking larp and watching movies a couple of nights a week. Theoretically I might be able to get paid to talking to Mary, which would be ideal in many respects. Then again, I’m still going to try and one up myself by getting a job at Radio Shack with Ramirez and Elric. I’ll apply tomorrow. I need money, and while I’m learning to program, that’s not a definate. Then again, very little is in a world based on change. I’m not saying that this is, just that it could be.

Anyway, shower is open, so it’s my turn to bask in the variable temperature that my cleaning facility can provide. There is no greater difficulty than finding the millimeter of area in which the water is neither going to burn a hole clear through me or perserve me for future generations, besides perhaps, having to do this in 30 second intervals. I can’t wait until we move into the appartment.

Thanks a lot

Hey Dove, just wanted to say thanx a lot, for a number of thngs. First of all, I think you’re a really kewl guy and I want to get to know you better as a friend, and I’m glad that you seem to share the same sentiment. Secondly, and this branches from the first, thanx for being there for Elric so much. I really can’t as much in this situation except in retrospect and I appreciate that you are looking out for him in my stead here. He’s my best friend and it means quite a bit to me to know that the two of you are getting so close and that you’re able to help him out when I’m unavailable or simply can’t provide what you can. Perhaps this means little as you hardly know me, but you have earned a lot of respect in my book and are a throughly honorable person as far as I’m concerned. I look forward to getting to know you better as well.

Long wait

The question here is “What is more addictive: Live journal or sheer, unadulterated laziness?” The answer, of course, is that they are usually one and the same. I’ve been gone for a while now due to lack of internet, but it’s time to start updating once again.

It was an interesting break, but I find that I continue to miss the very interesting things in placement. This is a bad habit that I hope to break, however it does allow that I can remain outside of most situations. This begs the question of whether my timing is poor or simply that my presense causes stress and tension. I like to think neither, but as always it is a question that can only be answered with time.

It seems that getting back into the idea of actually going to class was more difficult than I anticipated, and the useless classes I have seem doubly so based on the fact that now I know what it’s like to not have to attend them. This allows me to move through books at ungodly speeds, however they generally are not the books I should be reading (i.e. schoolbooks), and therefore though the information seems inane and bores the living fuck outta me, those sparatically dispersed deposits of genuinely kewl information gets lost in the bedrock and limestone of mediocrity that temps me to give up and find some other site to dig at.

Once again my famous kindness has been thwarted by circumstance. A friend of mine is currently sick and I thought that I would bring her some soup to make her feel a little bit better. Well, after fenagling (sp?) my way into her building (of course the all-girls dorm is guarded beyond the limits of human comprehension), I get to her door to find that she appears to be alseep. Will my good nature never be allowed to thrive?!

In the meantime, I am drowning on Shoujo anime I should be watching, along with studying that I theoretically should be doing as well. It seems, however, that I will most likely do neither. Have prep work to do for the Tampa game on Friday and character motives to explore. The fact that I thought of that before the generally all consuming need for food proves, once again, that I am no longer pursuing larp at a healthy level. Another proof is that I was temped to write along with that that I am now pursuing it at a Wounded level, despite my Fortitude. So, puzzle this all out, and if you figure a damn thing out about me from this, let me know because I’m still working on that.


Well, I’m going back home for vacation in a little bit, which means that I probably won’t be able to undate my LJ too much. The fact that this is an issue, and even bothers me to some extent, is and issue that bothers me to some great extent. Someday I’ll get over this, just not for a little while.

Anyway, for those going to Auburn, good luck. I just want you to know that I hate you with all the fires of the jealous hell I reside in. That, and I hope you have a lot of fun. Perhaps I’ll be able to join you next year. I’m deffinately going to SERE, even if I must anticipate enough time to plan my mother’s funeral first and have my car rebuilt from scratch. So, on that note, I must be off. See all you guys when we all get back.

Who’s Your 80s Movie Icon Alter-Ego? Find out @ She’s Crafty

I should have figured as much. Is it too much to ask that I get a John Bender? I guess he would be in the Breakfast Club one, though. Still, why not Chris Knight? Is he even on there? let me leave you with a Chris Knight quote, “I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates who said, ‘I drank what?'”