What the Fishing?

So... in retrospect.... looking at my last post.... I was very tired. VERY tired.... So I'm not really sure what I have to say to that... Moving on... Today I was watching an anime and realize something, for some reason I have some sort of self identification with the character depicted within this next picture that's named Happy.

Why do I have some sort of self identification with this character?

1. This character is ridiculous, and so am I (in a I am un-friggin-believably past koolness sort of way.)

2. The cat is fishing. I like fishing.

3. The cat looks kind of angry, but determined. A sort of self-righteousness that is so full of passion it deserves its own sort category of awesomeness. I am all three of these things.

4. His dialog indicates that he is very intense and focused on his true goal in life, the fulfillment of hunger. I too crave this fulfillment from time to time.

5. I am not a cat. This doesn't actually contribute to the whole self-identification thing, I just sort of added it in here because even though I think it's obvious, undoubtedly I'd get complaints about not being cat-like.

And... I think that's it, short, sweet and to the point. I'll take it on the rocks with a shot of gin, thank you Jeeves.

-Ken

Sleep Deprivation

I'm not as young as I used to be. Lack of sleep takes a greater toll. Pepperjack grilled cheese is delicious. I still miss WoW. And I'm twitching. Good night. Sir. Madam. Cheerios. Potato? But only if the lobster punts the book with all of its carrot and lands a good snuggle-snappy.

Lies! (About the double post thing)

So I've decided that this whole posting everyday thing is something I'd like to continue in the near future, however, due to circumstances beyond my control I was unable to post yesterday, and thus today's post will be a double post. Now one might be curious as to why I was unable to post yesterday, however I understand that not everyone is interested and so I've summed it up in about a sentence, however I would much prefer to send you to a website that should adequately explain my reasoning. Here it is: WOOT! . 'Nough said.
So! What did I learn yesterday? Remember that kind nurse that was actually surprisingly gentle with the stabbies? Well the stuff she put into me, as it turns out, makes my immune system get all up in arms and when my immune system gets all up in arms it makes me eat roughly a whole pizza, drink a gallon of water, and then sleep for several hours. Thus, the amount of homework/work I got done yesterday amounted to about the same amount of work that a grunt in HALO gets done during the first level on easy mode WITH the Grunt Birthday Party Skull on. Anyhoo...
Now for today, I learned something very important. On DDR ultramix3 for the original XBOX, if you go to the options selection on the main menu, then scroll over the the credits section, then select it, the credits start rolling. More importantly I found out that there is a "secret" song with steps that plays and that you can dance to; however, if you reverse the arrow steps (ie: press the left arrow when the right arrow appears) then you will unlock all available songs in the game. Now then, the important thing I learned was this: the song selection for DDR ultramix3 game is actually not that great. That's it for me. Get ammo, get kills. Peace.

-Ken

Double Post! (Let's not make this a habit)

So there I was, sitting in an underground bar known as the Big Bang, with half a Guinness down for the night, and then it occurred to me. A thought. A flashback. A reminiscence, if you will, of a text messege I received earlier in the day. I noted the name. A Miss S. Miss Scarlet perhaps? Time would tell a different tale. As I accessed the message's contents, it became clear to me that this was not a letter of mischievious intent. No, this letter meant business, and I was the man for the job. My first job in days... Well... More like 18 hours, but that's besides the point. What's the point you ask? Well, the point was that this Lady, this Miss S., she had a mission see? And that mission's completion depended solely upon the knowledge held within my mind. And so here I am, half a Guinness, nine dollars lighter, with dry eyes waiting for the night to end as I type away my thoughts. I know, it's funny how life throws it's own intricate little games at you, expecting you to play by its rules. Well you know what? One day I'm going to find Life, and you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to walk up to it and say, "Hello, my name is Kenneth Kim. You are a dick sometimes. Prepare to be punched in the face." I will then punch Life in the faced. Afterwards there will be a camera pan away as I walk away in an epic manner, key lanyard flowing in the wind in my wake.
And that brings me to my first item of non-discussion, I've come to discover that when it comes to Gryphball, I am a damn good ball carrier. And not in the, "Well yeah, I'd probably get picked 1st or 2nd for the Gryphball team." No, I mean the, "OMFG, I'm pretty sure a virtual portal from DOOM3 just tore its way into the HALO3 Gryphball game we were just playing and delivered unto us a demonspawn of unfathomable skill in the art of 'Get Some! Skull-Bashing,' and we are now all unimaginably screwed" sort of way.
Then there's today. Today was not the day of, "I will now deliver your immunizations through the gentle prodding of a unicorn's horn." It was the day of, "So... It's too late for a rabies shot so if you get bitten by anything you should get back to the states, otherwise it looks like you're S.O.L. Oh, and we're going to need to gently prick you 4 times and inject/draw out some sort of fluid. Oh, and the 2cc's of fluid that were just put into you? They might make you feel sick over the weekend and wil most likely slowly PWN the hell out of your arms, thanks for coming and don't forget your pills!" Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy getting sharp metal things put into me as much as the next person, and the nurse was surprisingly gentle, (unlike the nurse I had when I was younger who was either in a very bad mood or a sadist) however that does not mean that I won't QQ about the fact that my arms hurt a bit. (Google "Less QQ, more PewPew" for a definition of QQ and PewPew via urban dictionary.) [Actually, just to encourage you further, and because I doubt some of you will, I did the work for you, just follow the link: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=less%20qq%20more%20pew%20pew ]
And so there it is. The culmination of my learning experience over the past 48 hours. Now then, let's see if my next post can be within the next 24 hours. I'm out.

-Ken

PS: I started this post at like 23:55, so I'm only counting it a day late.

Burdens

I was talking with some friends of mine and I got to thinking. About what? Well, simply put, and not at all addressing the title, about burdens. We all have them. Every one of us. What I've come to find is that there are just some things in this world that only you are meant to carry. As if this weight has your name inscribed on it and you are bound to it forever via the chain of remembrance. Interestingly enough, I've decided that I take a small amount of comfort in those burdens. That broken promise, the broken heart of another, the time you should have acted differently. That smile shared between the two of you, the shoulder you offered as support, the time you did everything you could and it was actually enough. Now, while not necessarily categorized as burdens by most, I'd consider them as such. They are things you carry and they have weight to them. Be it positive or not, and though you share these thoughts with others in some cases. The memories gained, the burdens, are yours alone. Now then, let's address the question shall we? What comfort can one take in their burdens? Essentially, your burdens help to shape your being. They are the pieces to the puzzle. Now then, my insistence on calling these things burdens instead of memories is because of the weight they place on your heart. As good as they are for helping to shape you, they are also an immense weight that people tend to carry with them constantly. So, what's the point? The point that I would like to make is that there are some things out there that are better forgotten, whereas there are other things that are so profound and life changing that they are best kept close to heart lest they run away into the void.

-Ken

[EDIT: Corrected a grammatical error.]

Triple Post

So... I've been slacking lately. The whole posting once a day thing... yeah... that hasn't been happening. Doesn't mean I'm going t' quit though! So today's post is double double whammy minus one whammy! Let's get down to business shall we?

First we shall start with the first day of the week, assuming you're not using a business standard week, Sunday! So! What was the life lesson I learned on Sunday? I could spend time explaining, but I think it'd be better if I simply made a diagram. Oh look! I already have! Observe:








I feel like my point has been made. Moving on.....

Monday! What did I learn on Monday you ask? Well that's a pretty damn good question. Ultimately, I think that I learned that procrastination and distractions are much akin to an annoying sibling. You can ignore them as much as you want and generally not have to deal with them, but God forbid you get any free time, they're on you like those damned ghosts on Pac-man after you run out of those power-ups. Or like Tails on Sonic in Sonic the Hedgehog 2. I digress. Point is, I had a day to myself, and I wasted it. Consequently, I was not very happy with myself, however I did get a chance to simply relax, something I've not had a chance to do in quite some time. Any-hoo...

Tuesday! Today! Wait, what time is it? Before midnight? Check! Alright, so what have I learned today? I've learned several things really. Like what wonderful photos the site vi.sualize.us has, that I still really do enjoy the sound of a crunchy leave fading away under my footstep. That I enjoy not just the taste of rocky road ice cream, but the little bit of happiness you get from chewing on a marshmallow and crunching on almonds. That I still know how to cook a decent immune system stir fry boost. That it's always good to be in the company of friends. That I am more layered than I like t admit sometimes. That my eccentricity often gets the best of me. That today, was a thinking day. These are the things that I've picked up for the day, and I find the list to be rather acceptable. Just an ordinary day, but I still opt to make it count in some way, as should everyone imo. What about your days, how do you pass them away?

The Thing about WoW

Now, when I opted to do this whole posting on a daily basis thing, there are two things that I did not think about. 1) How much my lazy side hates having an accountability partner. 2) What exactly I'm going to post about. Posting something new that I've learned everyday is kind of ridiculous. I mean should I post something along the lines of, 'this is the important life lesson I've learned for the day,' or should it be more like, 'so today I learned that headbanging to excitedly in the driver's seat of a car can result in a sore forehead.' Well considering that I've placed no restirictions on this er... project of mine, I see no reason as to why I can't post in something in particular that I've learned that day. Although undoubtedly my critics will point that my logic gives me a sort of way out, thus I will instead say that I will post something of the 2nd level of meaning.

Now then, what did I learn today that was of any importance was that I really do enjoy playing World of Warcraft. The reason for this, which I never really truly thought about is the social aspect. I realized that the one thing I'm going to miss is not downing dungeon bosses or getting phat lootz, it'll be talking with my guildmates on ventrilo. Being able to virtually greet everyone as I log on and work with them as a team to clear out raid dungeons. Logging on and hearing their voices and being able to laugh with people. That is what I'll miss the most. That is what I've learned today.

-Ken

[EDIT]: I forgot to press the send button thus this has been published a bit after the fact.