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“Where have you been?”
“Hiding.”
“Are you alright?”
“I’m fine. No worries.”

I’ve probably been having this conversation too much lately. At the same time, I want to hide and not come out until it’s safe. It probably will never be, but that’s really want I want. I mean, I want a lot of things.

Fuck, I don’t know.

In any case, I’m hiding from this blog today, too, but there’s some stuff to entertain you.
“Boost” Remo twittered this, and I do find it humorous, and maybe you will too.
The guys who brought you that awesome Mercenaries LP are doing one of Lost Planet 2, which is partcially responsible for getting me to play it some more, so give that a view, if you’d like.
Also, there’s this new Retsufrash which is a pretty amazing view, if that’s your sort of thing. I mean, it’s my sort of thing.

If you need me, I’ll be in bed, hiding.

I now have functional, working teeth.

Well, okay, I mean, they were working okay before. They just were overdue for maintenance. But now I did that, and now I’m cavity-free, and have functional teeth.

Huzzah.

I’m glad my parents helped me out with all this, and I am doing more to take care of my teeth now. Had been for awhile. Still, I had taken so long, and neglected everything about my personal upkeep for such a long time, and they were kind of completely shitty. They’re fixed, though. That’s a thing.

My own weakness and self-issues keep coming back to haunt me like that. Even if I say that I’m doing better, and I’m moving ahead, and things are happening, stuff like that still makes it clear how fucked up I am, to some extent. Hell, I should have been applying to colleges and shit over the past few weeks, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t add another worry to my pile. There is way, way too much shit going on, at least internally. I needed to clear something off the pile before I try to add that to the list. But that’ll have consequences, you know? Who knows what will happen?

I’ll be fine, and I’ll survive, but, you know… it’s a thing, for better or worse.

I have been having nightmares about things not working out, to top it all off. Dreams of plans falling through. Things failing. Me failing. Again and again. I’ll wake up at 9 and force myself to sleep for a few more hours, but I’ll simply toss and turn and worry. Again and again.

Something has to give. Something has to improve…
Right?

Finally, my phone can stop telling me I’m making appointments in the past!

I don’t know. Every time I write a new year post, it’s always optimistic. Things are going to get better, I tell myself. Things are going to turn around. My life will work out. It’s always a personal pep talk to myself.

I’m kind of tired of it. I’m out of energy for that, I really am. This year is filled with unknowns, some good, some bad, and some questionable. I don’t know what’s going to happen, and it’s unlikely to work out the way I want. Will it still be in my favor? I guess that’s something I’ll have to find out.

Still, this is going to be posting while I’m sitting around with my good friends, playing board games, and having a fantastic time. That means something, right? That means a lot to me, certainly. I have people who want to hang out with me. I have fun with these people. They’re some of the most important people in my life, and hopefully I’ll get to add some other important people to their IRL ranks soon. Hopefully things will work out.

Hopefully things will get better.

Start your new year off right. Make things better for yourself. I’ll wish you luck with your personal quests if you wish me luck with mine. Deal?

Yeah.

Man, the Chrissymas is almost here! I’ve already received an awesome Festivus gift from Sheana, for one. As of this writing, the Mike and Ikes still exist… but barely. I’m also going to Droid’s F’in Christmas Party tonight, and I managed to wrap up all my gifts… I’m also finishing up all my preparations for my Festivus victim, and should be done with that this weekend.

It’s like Christmas is almost here.

I don’t know when I started being the sort of person who was all prepared for Christmas far in advance, but I really feel like I am again this year… I also feel like I’m not too excited about it like I usually am. I mean, it’ll be great, but fuck, there is so much shit to do, and so much going wrong. I’ll survive, though, and enjoy it. And you should too, blog-reading person!

Also, can we get a couple more different versions of Run, Run, Rudolph into Kohl’s sometime soon? I don’t think 3 is nearly enough.

Anyway, I’m going to make merriment tonight, so enjoy this shitty blog post. I’ll be back tomorrow with more serious stuffs! Huzzah!

Dear Whatever is Broadcasting on 87.7 FM in Cape,

Fuck you.

You cannot even begin to imagine how much rage I have at you. If I could injure you, I probably would. Every day I scream at you. Every day.

Did you know that 87.7 is the only setting at which my FM transmitter can get a clear signal? It’s true. It’s the only one, and it works all the way up to St. Louis. It’s the perfect setting.

However, in Cape, at completely random intervals, you feel the need to broadcast extremely, extremely loud screeching.

Now, I don’t know if you listen to podcasts. I do. You have to have the volume up to hear them talk sometimes. So when you blast my ears out with this screech, I get a little annoyed. When it happens again, I get more annoyed. A third time, and I want to injure someone.

Seriously, I have tried to find another station. But 87.7 is perfectly clear, except your fucking screeches. So just stop it, okay? Please, just stop it. Let me listen to my podcasts. That’s all I want. Please.

With deep, searing hatred,
poetfox

P.S. Fuck you.

There’s a thing going on with Brer. Not going to get into it out of respect to him. Ask him yourself. The important part is, the end result is that, unlike what was to happen before, he probably won’t be visiting me over Christmas break, and future plans are also now questionable, though not impossible.

It makes me feel pretty awful.

Until this happened I wasn’t aware of the number of silly little things I have acquired over the last few months to share with him when he gets here. But I have. There’s a lot of stuff. It’s all around in here, on my desk and so on. Video games. Movies. So much stuff I bought purely to sit on a couch and share with the guy I love.

I want stability in my life right now, and the feeling like everything is going to turn out alright, but I don’t have that. My thesis as it stands now got a bad, but fair reception. Lots of work to do on that. I still feel like I’m being stonewalled on my transition, something I need to start, preferably yesterday. Now my life with my boyfriend is in question, and I no longer get to show him off to my friends and family and show them all that not only do I have a significant other, but he’s here, he’s awesome, and I have a life, a female life, that I am going to lead and he is part of it. I wanted that so badly. I wanted to be with him. It’s been so fucking long.

I cried on the way back from St. Louis because I couldn’t talk to him like I do every week on the drive. I called up my Mom, and she didn’t know what to say or do. She has to stay distant. That’s okay, I suppose. It’s no help to me, though.

So I wrote this stupid, depressing fucking blog. Bleh.

I promise content the next two days. I have reactions to Lords of Shadow and Medal of Honor that should be showing up. I’m sorry I keep posting stuff like this. I just… don’t know what else to write about when I sit down to make myself. It feels like all I am is sadness. It’s so stupid. Every little 2-player video game I bought for his visit is a reminder of how I continue to fail to get my life in order. It’s just another problem in a string of constant problems, and I don’t know why I keep trying. Some days I really don’t.

End of the Semester has me going and going. Lots of stuff getting done. So that means it’s time to multitask. Two birds, one stone. That means that this Christmas list that I need to write for my parents? You’re getting it here. Here’s the sort of things that I, as a horrible consumer puppet, would enjoy for Christmas.

In the Category of HA! Unlikely:
An iPad. The more I heard about the iPad, the more I feel like it is something I could really fit into my life. The gaming is there, and I’m sure all of you on here know how much I enjoy iPod gaming. The iPad also opens up cool possibilities for things like board games. I actually bought iPad Blokus for a dollar, because when I get one, it’ll be great to pass around and play! It also would be great just to write little things on the go (in landscape mode I’ve found the units in the Apple Store to be very type-able) and have something easily carryable with more oomph than a cell phone for bedtime browsing and so on. However, it’s expensive, and I know if I got one now I would be feeling remorse when they bring out that new version in a few months with much better specs and a Retina display. Still, if I got one? Well, I would not mind in the least.
A New Wardrobe. No, not like… the furniture. This seems unlikely, but it’s something I do need to get on. The way I dress isn’t going to change TOO significantly, but there are plenty of things I enjoy that I’m going to have to search for female equivalents for in the near future. For the first time, I would not mind getting clothes for Christmas. The chances of my parents playing along with that are slim, though. Heh. And no t-shirts! The chances of capturing my style there are slim at best.

In the Category of Vidjeo Gamez:
Fallout: New Vegas. I loved Fallout 3, and this seems to be more Fallout 3 with better characters. It’s a no-brainer. I may actually have time to play it over the break too, like I did with Fallout 3. You never know! And yes, I’ll probably play it on 360.
Fable 3. I know the reviews have been less than kind, but I loved Fable 2 SO MUCH that I have to play this. I bet it won’t be mind-blowing, but I’ve got to give it a try, and I do think that I’ll enjoy it.

In the Category of Board Games:
Castle Ravenloft: I’ve heard lots of good things, and this is just the sort of quasi-RPG board game my friends really get into. It does that random construction thing, too, so that the game varies from play to play. Nice stuff, to be sure. Well, okay, I’m not sure, but again, I really want to sit down and try it.

In the Category of Practical But Cool:
Chicago Manual of Style 16th Edition. My favorite style manual updated! And now it’s a really ugly color! But no, seriously, I could use an updated copy, and Chicago is smart enough that I probably won’t need a new one for a long while.

In the Category of Impractical But Cute:
Squishable Fox. Enough said. I want to hug it.

There’s a few ideas anyway, I suppose. I’ve already gotten a lot of my shopping done, but several of my harder-to-shop-for victims are still unaccounted for. I can get it done, though. But first things first: semester finishing, THEN Christmasing.

I kind of do. And since I was dropped such a huge bad news bomb today, I am going to bet you are. Videos! On the internet! Who would have imagined?

If you haven’t watched the Gran Turismo 5 Quick Look on Giant Bomb, it is an epic experience. I recommend it. I feel like this sort of thing is exactly how I would react attempting to figure out what in the world this game is. Granted, I probably will never play the game, but man, it was like I was in the room. Mind-boggling some of the decisions made in the creation of that game.

Here’s a video you shouldn’t watch if you can’t take some cute sadness. Poor ducks.

Here’s the latest in chair technology. This seems completely useless, but kind of awesome.

Finally, seeing as it’s coming out today, here’s a quick rundown of Cataclysm. So you know what to expect. And so you can boggle your mind at why this person made this video the way they did.

I’ll be back soon with more writings. Sorry things keep being crazy for me. Maybe at some point they’ll calm down! I can hope.

I’ve been staring at this screen for half an hour attempting to come up with a topic. I don’t have one. So, you know, I guess I’ll just say this.

I really fucking want Ghost Trick.

They posted this flash demo, and I played through it a day or two ago, and man, now I’m just more frustrated it’s not going to be out for another few months. Already these characters have that Phoenix Wright charm to them, which is EXACTLY what I am wanting. And I mean, fuck, look at that animation. Beautiful stuff, and so wonderfully stylized.

I want it. But I’ve already Amazon preordered it. There’s nothing I can do until it shows up. I am in despair. The long wait between the Japanese and American release of a text-heavy game has left me in despair!

Not that I currently have time to play it or anything. I barely have time to make myself write this blog.
Enjoy the demo, anyway. I’ll try to find some time to write something significant this week.

Before my day went to total shit, I was grading papers. I pick up papers just, you know, off the stack in the order they are.

First paper thesis: Sodas are bad for you. It’s a whole paper just scaring you about how bad sodas are for your health. “Fair enough, they are kind of bad,” I said. I commented on the paper, “No citations!,” and moved on to the next one.

Second paper thesis: Energy drinks are bad for you. All kinds of health problems and issues, blah blah blah. Similar format. “Well, alright, that is a common sort of idea, sure,” I thought. I graded away. “No citations!” Next paper!

Third paper thesis: Sodas are bad for you. Again. Clearly different paper, of course, but same topic, similar points.

I look ahead. “Okay, thing about bottled water next, then… energy drinks again.”

I turned around in my chair. “These papers are trying to tell me something,” I told Cara. “They want me to stop drinking Soda and Energy Drinks.”

Then I went and got a soda from the fridge in the office.