Deviant Paradigm: Of The Wolf Within
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Technomancer and troubleshooter by trade. Programmer by choice. Creator of Deviant Paradigm, somewhat by accident.

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Friday, February 24, 2006

Catching up
It's been a while since I posted. I've been playing Imperian mostly. These past two days I've gotten to be set on fire, melted by acid, thrown around in the air, blown up, or otherwise horribly maimed by mages in a city tournament. But there have been a couple other interesting things.

Like how Luke and I hit Old Chicago on Saturday for food after I got off work. I was wearing my Faint sweatshirt that I bought at their last concert, mostly because I was out of other long sleeve shirts, and the winter came to Nebraska recently. So we're sitting here and one of the waitresses comes up and says to me, "This is going to sound really weird, but are you a fan of the Faint? Because I'm a huge Faint fan. I only ask because I've got the same sweatshirt. Anyhow, I just wanted to ask." And she left. I'm dumbfounded, mostly, and start asking Luke if I'd just gone insane. He says, "That's where you're supposed to ask her number, Brian." I just reply, "I know, but when was I supposed to do that? I only got three words in and two of them were 'yeah'." (This is true). Just bizarre. I'm not used to having anybody come up and talk to me like that.

Still haven't managed to see Jolynn in person yet, but we did end up with drunken (on my part anyway) flirting on Facebook the other night. I'm not real sure if she'd agree that that was what happened the other night, but that's my opinion. I'll probably hear about it from her if she agrees or disagrees -- not that you, my semi-loyal readers, will necessarily hear about it. That's right, she reads this thing. Strangely enough, she's still talking to me. Yeah, isn't it crazy? I'm not going to complain though.

Now Steve's done with classes (just finished up in community college), so we've been celebrating. I'm just coming off my buzz (spent too much at the bar again) and he's got me watching Rent. I certainly don't enjoy it as much as he does (though I will admit, I tend to like movies that I can watch on my own better, since I can pay attention to the thing and we don't end up in all kinds of side conversations), but it's better than I was afraid it would be. Quite frankly, I was afraid it would be one of those preachy things that I find really annoying, since if I were to be preachy about my point of view I would catch hell. But it's not really that terrible about it. Sure, the little social things that I disagree with are undercurrents throughout the movie, but they're not the focus of the movie; it's more about who the characters are than what they are. Thank goodness. And it sure beats listening to the stupid soundtrack another dozen times (nothing convinces you that there's a very good reason that there are very few modern musicals than having to listen to the soundtrack to one approximately three point four gajillion times. *grin*).

Anyhow, congrats Steve. Enjoy the end of your schooling.


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