More blog less WoW
A resolution I probably won't be keeping. But a noble thought nonetheless. Don't feel too bad though because its been cutting into almost activity in my life as well. Less time for the NFL, for Netflix, for Work, even for Sleep. It is a fairly serious diversion. I've switched over to Raketralis, a level 36 undead mage. I like the mage. He's weak in direct combat but the large array of spells he has to compensate makes him a lot of fun to play and seems to require more thought.
Better that I spend the thought there because I seem to have settled back into my comfortable depression again. I feel fine, content and amused for most of the day, except if I stop and think about my life. Then it seems like Raketralis is living a more meaningful life, killing monsters that respawn 10 minutes later.
I got the new Amanda Palmer solo record, Who Killed Amanda Palmer. It's good. Probably better than any of the Dresden Dolls albums. Not that I'd want them to break up at all but I don't think any of the 'Dolls records ever truly captured the sound or emotion of their live shows. Live they are the best show I've ever seen.
This record comes from a different angle. Ben Folds produced it and did an excellent job of capturing the mood of each song except for "Have to Drive," a terribly complicated song about roadkill. A lot of the songs come from a rather lonely place, where you're not alone but feel like you are. This line from Blake Says reminds me of myself a lot, "he tells me that he’s fine/and the sad thing is he’s right."
Because sometimes being fine is so fucked up. And Another Year feels like it came directly from my blog. Bill Hicks, waiting for love, "plus, I’m only 26 years old!" I could almost sue.
I did find a little time to watch the last season of the Office off Netflix. Damn good show the comedy holds up better than most after repeated viewings. Because I think my life should be like a TV show I've noticed a number of people in the IT poker room have fairly accurate comparisons with characters in the Office. I'm not going to get into details as it's not terribly flattering for anyone but it is funny to think about. I definitely take the Dwight role although my brother would really excel in that regard. For a while I'd hoped Sabrinia would take the Angela role on to a fuller extent.
I don't think I've mentioned it here but Sabs left the IT poker room some months back so I don't have to see here at all. People keep bringing her (and her new boyfriend) up in conversation with me though… Fun Times... Not so much.
It kept stinging me with sharp resentment and embarrassment. Which feels immature and gives me another thing to be ashamed of. I'm getting better about it; starting to look back and laugh rather than cry. Sometimes anyway. So please just wait another year and then maybe I can tell you that I'm fine and it won't be sad.
Better that I spend the thought there because I seem to have settled back into my comfortable depression again. I feel fine, content and amused for most of the day, except if I stop and think about my life. Then it seems like Raketralis is living a more meaningful life, killing monsters that respawn 10 minutes later.
I got the new Amanda Palmer solo record, Who Killed Amanda Palmer. It's good. Probably better than any of the Dresden Dolls albums. Not that I'd want them to break up at all but I don't think any of the 'Dolls records ever truly captured the sound or emotion of their live shows. Live they are the best show I've ever seen.
This record comes from a different angle. Ben Folds produced it and did an excellent job of capturing the mood of each song except for "Have to Drive," a terribly complicated song about roadkill. A lot of the songs come from a rather lonely place, where you're not alone but feel like you are. This line from Blake Says reminds me of myself a lot, "he tells me that he’s fine/and the sad thing is he’s right."
Because sometimes being fine is so fucked up. And Another Year feels like it came directly from my blog. Bill Hicks, waiting for love, "plus, I’m only 26 years old!" I could almost sue.
I did find a little time to watch the last season of the Office off Netflix. Damn good show the comedy holds up better than most after repeated viewings. Because I think my life should be like a TV show I've noticed a number of people in the IT poker room have fairly accurate comparisons with characters in the Office. I'm not going to get into details as it's not terribly flattering for anyone but it is funny to think about. I definitely take the Dwight role although my brother would really excel in that regard. For a while I'd hoped Sabrinia would take the Angela role on to a fuller extent.
I don't think I've mentioned it here but Sabs left the IT poker room some months back so I don't have to see here at all. People keep bringing her (and her new boyfriend) up in conversation with me though… Fun Times... Not so much.
It kept stinging me with sharp resentment and embarrassment. Which feels immature and gives me another thing to be ashamed of. I'm getting better about it; starting to look back and laugh rather than cry. Sometimes anyway. So please just wait another year and then maybe I can tell you that I'm fine and it won't be sad.