So Roberta and Carlos and Chip are still wigged out over this weird dream they had when the chaos demon got loose last week. And yeah, it sounds screwed up and all. But in the meantime, I think we have to do something about this pointy-shoe-wearing b*tch. I think a can of whoop-ass needs to be opened on her. Also, in retrospect, I think it was ( Read more... )

So the cat is out of the bag now. I haven't been blogging in, well, months. I think it's because I was keeping things to myself on several fronts. The short form -- for any of the small, secure readership of my blog who missed the actual events -- is ( Read more... )

So I finally got it over with, though it took me over a week to get up the nerve. During which time, I kept thinking how I would prefer to be surrouded by menacing demons. But, you know, it's really about fear of the unknown. And for me, things that go bump in the night are all pretty much known, but this sort of thing is way the hell out there ( Read more... )

So it looks like we'll be moving to new offices now. Long story short: Roberta found a new location via this weird old lady realtor, but it was infested with zombies. Turns out they've been there for a while, but they just started getting used by this nasty bug-demon (Victor Roche) who had bought the company and was trying to squeeze some life ( Read more... )

No, I haven't died. I just got out of the blogging habit somehow. In general, the summer's been cool. Max and I are peachy. I've been kind of slacking about the softball stuff, but well, no one really notices. It's a little tough living in the office, but I am more financially sound than I'd thought possible at the moment ( Read more... )

Oops. Oh, I guess I forgot to update my blog what with saving the world last weekend and all. I kind of wanted to play some kind of April Fools' thing on Ifurita and Chip, but I think Ifurita is still pretty shaky and so it wouldn't go over well ( Read more... )

OK, after my little freakout yesterday, we went and have been doing research on what Tran (that's beheaded-super-ninja) told us, and things are looking better. Oh, and when I say "we" here, I pretty much mean Max -- who has heroically been comforting my emotionally screwed-up self at the same time as she is researching obscure histori-magically ( Read more... )

Sometimes it just feels really stupid. I mean, is there a point? Yeah, so I didn't do everything perfect. Do I regret what happened? Yes. And yet still I feel really frustrated and annoyed to say "I'm sorry ( Read more... )

OK, so I still haven't made complete sense of all this yet, but clearly the disaster I predicted is coming. So someone -- I think Mr I-Hate-Drake -- tried to break into our servers. Max planted some false info for the hacker suggesting that there was a meeting tonight ( Read more... )

Aaargh! I just missed our fucking meeting with Orkut to have lunch with a totally annoying schmuck. OK, he didn't really eat lunch with us. So we went out to check out this Buddhist temple at lunch because someone suspected it was connected with a ninja who broke into Drake's place last night. We didn't find out much, but some guy in a car was ( Read more... )