Doesn't Count

I'm not really counting this one for my blog of the day, but do you see these two men? At first glance they are in a business meeting. In actuality they are playing Medal of Honor. I take heart in this site.

-Ken

H3

Dear World,

Today's lesson was very short. Today I learned that I am still very much a BAMF in HALO3. 13 assassinations in KotH? Yes, please. Huh... that phrase seems awfully familiar.... I'm out.

-Ken

Reminiscence

What have did I learn yesterday? Well, it's more a matter of discovery, which is synomynous with learning. Thus, rediscovery is essentially learning, I digress though, what did I learn? That inevitably, one's heart is bound to be broken. It's a by-product of setting up unrealistic expectations and then being subject to the reality of the impossible. However, to simply leave on a plane of realism does not allow for any sort of dreaming, and without dreams and hope, life would have little to give.

-Ken

Cold Feet

No, I'm serious. My feet are cold, enough so that I am contemplating going and putting on a new pair since I've already placed my old pair in my hamper. Decisions, decisions.... Blanket! Aha!

I digress.

Anyhow, today I'm going to keep it a bit short. So what's today's topic? Old friends. They're a great thing to have, they really are, because the thing is that no matter how much time has passed, you know that the friendship will remain in some way or another. That's honestly, the way we needs to be. Put your heart into your interactions with people and you'll implant your feelings into them rooted deep enough that should they ever forget the time you spent with them, when they are with you again they have that sense of knowing you because for a short time they got a feel for what your heart's like, and that is something that doesn't change.

-Ken

RL Skill-Up! Woot!

Ken has learned how to create a new item: Simple Electric Motor.
Engineering increased to 27.

-Ken

Technicalities

So... Technically it's one in the morning, however I'm going go ahead and state that I simply said that I'd blog once a day, and currently I am the gamer's timeclock. Meaning? Meaning that the day ends when I go to sleep and starts when I wake up regardless of the world's lighting conditions. Concerning what happens when I pull an all-nighter, the answer is simple, the day simply becomes a combination of the two days in the 6 hours between the two days starting at some point of reference. For example, if I stay up all night tonight, then from like 9:00 (when my first class is) till around 15:00 is considered to be Thur'Friday. The pronounciation of such contracts is not the topic of this post. Speaking of which, the thing I wanted to point out today is that I am truly thankful that I am capable of seeing in color. I was walking to class today, listening to some music, and the song All Around Me (Acoustic version) by Flyleaf came on as I walked through the rows of trees by Maricopa. Needless to say, it was a pretty awesome moment in time. Anyways, that's it, I'm tired, it's been a good day, make sure you stay away from psychos with fresh fruit.

-Ken

Send

[EDIT: So... Apparently, when I'm rather tired my cognitive functions drop slightly as I thought that typing send would send my post. For those of you who are technically challenged, this means that my post did not, in fact, get sent. So here ya go, I'm keeping the send in there for reference.]

Cuss the Cussing Cussers

Something that I've noticed over the past couple days is that the rate at which I swear has jumped up at an alarming rate. Now why this is, I'm not quite sure, however when I pointed it out Josh said that it might be because I am not playing WoW anymore. Now let me explain that remark by stating that although WoW is a fun game, it is also a very social game and thus my interactions with other random people is a bit more frequent. Said people aren't necessarily the brightest, and by not the brightest I mean in the sense of everybody thinks that they are the shit and that they could never be wrong and anything that goes wrong could never be their fault. These types of people, just as in real life, irritate me to an extreme. And when I say to an extreme I mean that I have scrub moments of reaching through my computer and punching them in the face. As a consequence, as an outlet for my anger, I tend to cuss. A lot. Thus the statement about me not playing WoW. Now obviously there's an flaw within my logic in that since I no longer play WoW I don't have to deal with those frustrations anymore. I say to you nay. That is not the case, in fact it is quite the opposite. You see, not spending my free time in WoW's virtual playground means that I have to deal real people who are irritating. However, unlike before there is currently no where for me to vent my nerdrage and thus I find the logic of my not playing WoW being related to my increase in casual cussing to be sound and valid. Now then, obviously this is not a good thing as swearing is offense (especially in the presence of a Lady) and does nothing as far as giving my intellect any sort of real boost. Thus I've decided that I would like to decrease the amount of cussing that I tend to do to a more reasonable level, namely to where it was before in the very least if not better. Now this is where you, my wonderful readers, come in. I would like to request that those of you who are readers, should your memory permit, to assist me in getting over this bad little habit of mine henceforth. Now if you are female, feel free to slap me if you so desire (gently please) and if you are a guy a punch to the arm will do (again, gently), however the most preferential method would be a simple reminder, but whatever floats your boat. I do appreciate the help everyone! (This is actually a pretty effective method, I tried it in high school when my swearing got out of hand and got over it in a week. Although, I did have one girl that would actually smack me when I did swear around her, I'd say that accelerated the process a bit.)

-Ken