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I don't know how to describe so many things in this world, and sometimes I wonder. What does having parents who stay together forever feel like? What does losing a loved one feel like? What does having someone hated take their own life feel like? Comfort, despair, relief? Beyond the political correctness of sadness of hapiness, how primal are we? How basic and simple am I? I fought with Mark today; now he's 16, yet he weighs more than I do (hurrah obesity!). I don't know why I'm so angry at him, whether its the fact he has no job, no school, no responsibilities, and yet I'm tied to everyone in 10,000 different directions. The one thing I know for sure, is that I don't hate my life enough to dig myself into the rhetorical hole he spins himself in. Eventually, I believe I'll see the fruits of my labour. I guess after fighting with him I wondered if I would still hate him if he died, if I would be haunted by my harsh words or reactions. I'd like to think no, as harsh as it sounds - but perhaps its just my own anger speaking instead of rationality.
FFXI-wise, I've currently sitting at level 66SMN, with all the avatars, the AF (obviously), and even Carbuncle Mitts. I've attained sky access, and with OrganizedChaos - my new LS, I'm happy to explore Al'Taieu more.
More to come this week, when I'll explain my new job.
Party Fighting Crabs in Mount Zhaylom
Waiting to fight Diabolos Prime
Outside Aht Urghan Whitegate's Mog House
FFXI-wise, I've currently sitting at level 66SMN, with all the avatars, the AF (obviously), and even Carbuncle Mitts. I've attained sky access, and with OrganizedChaos - my new LS, I'm happy to explore Al'Taieu more.
More to come this week, when I'll explain my new job.
Party Fighting Crabs in Mount Zhaylom
Waiting to fight Diabolos Prime
Outside Aht Urghan Whitegate's Mog House