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[11 Nov 2009|07:02pm] I've been trying to finish this entry for a couple days now, I just can't seem to get enough time to sit down and do it. I finally have internet up and running at the new place. I was going over in my mind what makes a house a home, because there's only so much we could do here at first, and we're still doing most of our living at Marina's. I got milk, so I could officially have breakfast, and then we got our shower curtain, so we could shower. I thought bed, shower and a meal would be enough to make it feel like I officially lived here, but I really couldn't sit down and relax until the internet was up. I felt so restricted in my activities. The computer was all set up, but without the internet, it's practically just a stereo system. And next up is the living room, but we need two key elements: the entertainment centre from my parents and the couch from Marina's. The couch will have to wait, but the entertainment centre we can get sooner and we can start to get things set up. I've cordoned my boxes of DVDs from my boxes of books and they're now sitting there in a face-off while I slowly unpack video games and systems. Those I can play without a setup. I've been really feeling good here, but not quite comfortable. Without Marina here it's still just a couple of rooms waiting for residents while I scout everything out. What sucks is that moving has put me back into the type of debt I was in a year ago. I need to be really smart with money, and xmas will have to be something of a completely non-lavish affair. say things

[06 Apr 2009|11:10pm] [ music | The Dodos - Winter ] Winter is threatening to end. It's been a long six months. It's hard to qualify time outside of school. I still can do nothing but observe the gap between the end of high school and the start of university as a period of lost time. Wasted on nothing, with no one, and nothing to show for it. And then going back to school and starting over again. You're supposed to be preparing yourself for work life mentally in your final year, but it's impossible. You think you're going to have all this free time since you've been slaving at work and school concurrently for so many years, but it's a lie. The rest of the time is filled with more work and resting more and unwinding and falling further into a routine that's difficult to dig out of. And you start working for the weekend so fast it's depressing. And then you start feeling depressed over weekends you just dicked around in, even though you want so badly to just dick around if you just could. And yet time is moving so fast when nothing is happening, when nothing serves as a marker of a milestone. It's April. March is gone. What happened in March? Nothing. Same as last year. I missed my dad's birthday. I bought some shit. I started playing a couple video games. This is what serves as events now. I couldn't find a job. There is no replacement for my current misery at Telus. Nothing even looms on the horizon. The horizon is ominously limitless. It's like leaving the markers behind and finding yourself in the desert. The government gave me more than twice the money I thought they were going to give me. I put $2800 on my Mastercard. Only $1200 to go before I can cut it in half. Who knows when that'll be, I all ready plan on putting a plane ticket to Montréal on it. But that's it :P I can hardly believe it's down that low. It was stuck at over $5000 for more than a year. I could only pay as much as they'd put back on it in interest. I think I have to get out of this country, where winter is so long. Summer promises so many things, and yet it still seems so distant. The first event is really only next month though. say things

[06 Apr 2009|10:27am] Yesterday, I downloaded the second disc of the soundtrack for Final Fantasy V. I downloaded the first disc in April of 2001. Back in the pre-torrent days, I downloaded tracks as I progressed through games. It has, apparently, taken 8 years for me to get through Final Fantasy V. I started with a ROM back then, abandoned it, started it again in Final Fantasy Anthology, abandoned that even quicker, and am now going to complete the GBA cart. I really hope there are not a whole lot of other things I have to do that will take 8 years to finish, save for the obvious big things. I don't have a lot of 8 years spans overall. Especially for something so meaningless as a video game, even if that game has a slightly robust job system that serves as the precursor for such seminal events as Final Fantasy Tactics. Yesterday I spent several hours adding ID3 tags to MP3s I've had for a decade. If there is a bigger colossal waste of time, then tell me, cause I'll do that next weekend. 3 things|say things

[19 Mar 2009|12:28am] I have no idea what my priorities are. I must have them, right? Is it possible I have no priorities whatsoever, and everything I might have to do is on equal footing? Is reading on par with practicing guitar or surfing for internet porn or staring off into blank space? Is it the same as "a drink is a drink is a drink?" Most of the time all I'm doing is the second two, anyways. I also only have two emotions: hungry and tired. Most of the time I'm both. 1 thing|say things

[15 Mar 2009|12:48am] [ music | Tori Amos - Happy Phantom ] Despite how levelheaded and reasonable I fashion myself to be, considering the generally pessimistic world view I possess, I think I find myself ultimately reliant on a strangely optimistic mindset that eventually, everything will usually work out in the end. In most contexts. In grand contexts, like life. Life, surely, will eventually work out in the end, resulting in happiness before death. Sure it will. The mindset bypasses all work involved, and probably involves magic. But all problems, whatever I have, I'll get over them with time, and everything will be good. There are no plans or knowledge of necessary action to do these things, but there is a general assumption in the back of my head that they will happen. I don't like to plan ahead too far. It gets me thinking on small, compartmentalized issues that need taking care of with general immediacy, and other far-off solutions will come to fruition as they approach and become small, compartmentalizable issues. I'm sure one day, something that will require a lot more long-term planning will come along and I'm just assuming that I'll realise it before it's too late and adjust myself accordingly. Everything will be fine. Always. And when things aren't fine, it doesn't matter. The new, small, immediate issue is dealing with the fallout or simply getting over it and addressing the next set of challenges. I don't think these are bad things. It doesn't really result in any sort of disillusionment on my part. I do end up not planning big, and thinking small. I'm sure it resulted in a whole hell of a lot of last minute essay-writing in university, but I dealt with them as they came and rarely stumbled due to poor planning. Most of today was wasted, I think, except for the morning. Once noon hit it was all irrecoverable. I don't know how it got to become 1 AM. say things

[12 Mar 2009|04:56pm] Life trundles on. I guess my plan to update my LJ every day regardless of whether or not I had anything to say has so far fallen a little flat. It was working for a little bit, and then I missed a day, and then I fell to updating every other day, and then I could miss a couple days. I guess even when I had nothing to say, I still couldn't think of anything ELSE to say. Oh well. Um, I want a smart phone? Just because they're shiny. I have no real justication to get one, nor do I have a good use for it. I don't even know if I'd get a data plan if I had one. I don't get a discount on data plans, unfortunately. Even with my discount, I think I pay too much for what I use my phone for. I've been meaning to phone and see what other packages I could get. There has to be something better for text messages, even though I'm sending less of those than I used to, since most of them went to Marina, and I spend most living moments outside of work with her, and during that time, we just send each other emails. But man, some of them are nice. There's a new Blackberry flip phone, which would be nice. It apparently has every function of a regular Blackberry, and I've seen a lot of scuffed up Blackberrys. Man, I can't wait for this week to be over. I'm sick and tired of these 12-8 shifts, and I only had one day off last weekend. say things

Maybe a little bit of discontent [09 Mar 2009|11:11pm] I hate 12-8 shifts. They completely ruin my days. Weeks. I hate that I can't adjust to them. I can't do anything in the morning. Everything I do before work is in essence in preparation for work. Even if it's inconsequential; whether it's tangible tasks I need to do or sitting around anticipating- I am getting ready to go to work. To waste 9 hours going to work and making money and coming home. I hate shift work in general. I hate working for the weekend. I hate that I've graduated, I'm not working a real job, and I'm already working for the weekend. And then I get home by 830, and I have to go out and eat and come back and have no time left in the rest of the day to do anything. I hate how much money I spend on food, but I also hate making food. I'll never be a cook, I'll always prefer food being served to me. If I ever become a creator of any sort, it won't be a chef. I don't want to create something I will desiccate shortly afterward. I feel unhealthy most of the time. I think it's about time I had a checkup or something. It's been three or four years from the only checkup I've ever had. I felt bad when I went that time. The verdict was: stress from school and personal life is driving your body to rebellion. You're a little underweight, but otherwise healthy enough. I'm sure the result would be the similar. You're fine, eat better. I was at a crossroads then, and things changed. Now I'm at the end of the line. Dead end. Time to turn around and get on another path. But how far back? A year? Or maybe it's just bad diet. Hard to say. I drink a litre of coffee a day, and lots of fast food. It really doesn't show. I have practically no food in my house. I never budget for groceries. I tend to only ever roughly budget for bills. I took my first guitar lesson on Saturday. I need to get on to that practicing part. say things

[09 Mar 2009|12:42am] I'm still mulling the Watchmen over in my head. I'm not completely sure I agree in any way with this modified ending. Apparently, they filmed the original ending, and test audiences didn't like it. I think this is a ridiculous thing to alter so dramatically when you go out of your way to maintain complete faith the original source in every other way. The only other fabrication in the entire movie, from what I could tell, was the nonsense with Janey Slater at the Dr. Manhattan interview. In both cases, the deviation seems to me to be compensation for a failure to display fantastic events, or intense emotions, both bordering on silly, as believable. Is this the result of a weak director? I really want to see the original ending and judge for myself. I hope they include it in the DVD. Admittedly, most of Dr. Manhattan's lines don't translate very well into the medium. The viewer ends up about as confused about him as Laurie does, and the turning point when they're leaving Mars was mostly a bunch of embarrassing gibberish. The rest was applaudable. Casting was done really well, especially Nite Owl. Rorschach was about as good. I didn't mind Malin Ackerman, though admittedly, she's not a great actress. Ozymandias was the most obvious misstep, which I've thought since he was announced. He performed merely adequately, and physically, he's the farthest from the graphic novel than any other character. Visually, again, the same with 300, was great. Top notch choreography, and the soundtrack was also really well done. I'm trying hard to like it, but I'm kind of disappointed Snyder didn't just go all out. There are a couple thematic strings that were stressed more than others, that didn't need to be. I guess that's the trouble when your source material is so dense, you're always going to lose something. say things

[08 Mar 2009|12:41am] This city is ridiculous. I went out for sushi at around 830 this evening, and it was getting kind of windy out, but in the past few days, there was a serious melt and there was hardly any snow left on the ground. By the time I got out of the restaurant at 10, there was a solid foot of snow on the ground, and visibility was at most, 50 metres. The 5-day forecast, though I think it's unlikely, actually says we'll be -19 tomorrow, but 2 degrees by Thursday. We just watched Back to the Future 2. It was a lot more ridiculous than I remembered. I still want to watch part 3 again. These movies would never be made today. The atmosphere of them is completely geared toward a younger audience, but there are so many utterances of "shit," and so many direct blows to the face, that most of the movies would be lost. Part 2 even has a scene where Biff throws Marty's mother (his wife) to the ground. It would be completely impossible to film that now. Today, the film would be 100% watered down. It would be written completely off as a teen movie, just like that horrible Clockstoppers movie. You could probably pretend that if Back to the Future wasn't made, and they tried to make it today, it probably WOULD be Clockstoppers. Or something worse. The movies were produced by Steven Spielberg after all, the man who computer edited guns into walkie-talkies in the re-release of ET on DVD. As if policemen didn't carry guns. say things

[05 Mar 2009|04:43pm] [ music | Azeda Booth - Squall ] Holy FUCK. I accidentally left my window wide open last night when I left here, because it was nice out. After I left, of course, it got ass-biting cold, and there were gale force windows howling all of last night, and it was probably colder this morning than last night, and the wind kept blowing all day, and it got colder and there were flurries. I guess I'm lucky the wind didn't like, blow anything around in here, but there was a bit more dust and fine-grained crud all over my desk... But holy SHIT, it's god damned cold in here. It's freezing. My feet are still cold and I tried jacking up the heat about an hour ago. The power supply fan was off on my computer, and I thought maybe something happened to it, like there was too much dust or something, but it's most likely because it doesn't need to be on. The temperature in my room is doing a fine enough job cooling my computer. This city is ridiculous sometimes. First it gets so warm that almost half of all the snow in the city melts completely and about half of that turns to a sheet of ice overnight. Of course, there is a little bit of snow just to finely cover all the new, fresh ice in the city. And then the next day there 24 solid hours of constant wind to blow all existing mobile snow onto every surface that had recently melted down. 1 thing|say things

[03 Mar 2009|01:04am] [ music | Hopewell - Calcutta ] http://members.shaw.ca/revchu/stuff/WHT21D6.html I will give anyone a dollar if they can find that one track of unknown length in that link. I'm sure there's something wrong with that file and it's not supposed to be there. Sometimes it's hard to actually find a song to listen to when cycling through a selection that large. I'd try to divide it up into appropriate subcategories and lists for specific times, but I think that'd be a huge waste of time. 1 thing|say things

[01 Mar 2009|02:28pm] I spend too much money, and I have a bad memory for things I know I need to pay for. I never budget correctly because of this. I think this is a reiteration of the 1st week after paycheck vs. 2nd week after paycheck = money vs. no money correlation. On the other hand, I did finally sign up for guitar lessons. There was actually a place several blocks from my house that I completely ignored, so I don't need to figure out how to force people to come to me instead of my lugging my instrumet wherever-the-hell, and the place just seems to be run by two guys instead of a chain stocked with disinterested guitar students relaying their disjointed knowledge of theory. Not that I'm sure that these guys'll be any different, but hopefully it can't be worse. Learning on the acoustic before was a bit of a pain in the ass, so hopefully things will proceed much faster and less discouragingly with my shiny new Gibson SG. I know I have much more free time to actually pratice now, it's just a matter of sitting down and doing it. Of course, retardedly, I scheduled my first lesson on a day that I work, so there's the first hurdle. We'll see what to do about that. say things

I'm just talking about Doritos [27 Feb 2009|01:25am] I bought the mysterious new Doritos flavour- the one with the white bag and the dollar sign on the front. They call it the "Unidentified" flavour, and they want you to name it, and think of a marketing campaign and they'll give you $25000 and 1% of the profits from the new brand. I have no idea if they're advertising for this flavour/contest. But anyway, it tastes like a spicier version of the zesty flavour. It was kind of anti-climactic, I think I was actually expecting something a little more innovative, like the Sweet Chili Heat flavour. I thought it was also weird that the Bold BBQ flavour is reduced for quick sale at Safeway, which usually means that the product is discontinued. Most of the time, this product is replaced by a virtually identical one, probably with new packaging, but I don't think they have anything to slightly alter with the product, and the packaging is completely up to date with the current Doritos motif. This tendency to ruminate on snack products was almost the precise motivation behind the purchase of this flavour (I also bought a bag of the reduced price Bold BBQ flavour, just in case they do discontinue it, for posterity). This was also the reason I bought the new Green Tea Canada Dry Ginger Ale the first time I ever saw that in the soda fridge. I have no idea why I get excited about certain kinds of new snack products. Suddenly, I'm reminded of this graph from xkcd: And probably also explains my overall health over the last couple of weeks. 2 things|say things

[25 Feb 2009|11:55pm] It really feels like I've stayed in this city for too long. You're supposed to lose friends at the culmination of life events- high school, university- but really, I've been here so long that almost everyone I know has left. I'm sitting here waiting for life to start, and everyone else is going and starting without me. With this mentality, I really don't have any idea what to make of this upcoming year where I know I'm definitely going to be here whether I like it or not. Everyone outside of New York and London calls their own city a cultural wasteland, but I wonder if there is something that drives the youth out of Calgary to locales they find more enriching. Is it just the promise of enrichment, or is there really a reason to embark on an exodus to Vancouver or anywhere in Europe or Japan or bloody Singapore to escape and never return. 3 things|say things

Oscars Yammering [23 Feb 2009|12:22am] We watched the Oscars tonight. First off, the format changes they've made are kind of retarded. Okay, so you had your worst ratings in history last year, so yes, things apparently need to be changed. Not showing clips from the movies that were nominated is stupid and makes no sense at all. The five actors coming up and stroking the egos of the nominees was almost painful to watch, mostly because it sounds like they fucking chopped off the writing budget, and it almost seemed like some people were ad-libbing. But they weren't! The writing was just atrocious. And it really appeared that some of the people on stage just didn't give a shit. Alan Arkin didn't even remember Philip Seymour Hoffman's name. Hugh Jackman also seemed to completely disappear midway through the broadcast. Sure, they loved him hosting the Tony's, but I guess part of the new format has the host become irrelevant past the opening sequence. Some of the camera work was also completely awful, and the worst of it was during the Hollywood Death Sequence. There's already a montage going on the screen, and the camera was panning over it ridiculously, and the cameraman is completely unsure whether or not he should be photographing Queen Latifah as she sings her forgettable eulogy. It was really obvious that they even realised how completely horrible it was about halfway into it, since they canned the cameraman and settled for one wide angle shot of the screen with no movement until Paul Newman's warranted extra attention was piped directly into our consciousness through the marvel of the televised program. I'm very glad Slumdog Millionaire took home the double deuce and that Benjamin Button's 13 nominations mostly fell to the wayside. That was pretty much the main reason why I watched the awards at all, usually I don't even bother turning on the TV. I'm pretty surprised they gave Best Actor to Sean Penn, not that he doesn't deserve it at all, and his speech was actually really good, but I was completely convinced it was going to Mickey Rourke, and I still think his performance was better. I kind of feel bad for Meryl Streep all of a sudden- sure, they were all gushing over her multitudes of nominations, but I didn't realise until just right now that she hasn't actually won anything since 1983. She's had 11 straight nominations with no wins since Sophie's Choice. She has a tendency to be lauded as the Greatest Actress of Our Times, but she had two Oscars from before I even turned two years old, and it hasn't changed since then. So, the changes made the Oscars seem ridiculously ghetto, and I'll be surprised if their ratings are much better this year. say things

[22 Feb 2009|11:24pm] [ music | Voxtrot - Ghost ] Sometimes I think I have to embark on some sort of artistic endeavour, like writing a book or poetry, or most of the time, a webcomic, though for the most part I can always be highly pessimistic about it so I don't even try and start. I've been reading a lot of webcomics and graphic novels lately, so I've been convincing myself on low levels that I can do either of those. I think it'd be more likely that I'd make a graphic novel before I could write an actual book (usually I don't even have the interest to pursue even writing short stories. I'm almost at the point where I don't think I can write creatively at all (maybe I should start writing myself essays or something to boost confidence?)) But whatever. I don't think I actually have any real sustaining ideas at the moment to start producing a real, persistent webcomic right at the moment. Maybe I should start brewing up real ideas for the graphic novel I've sort of been thinking of for the last little while. They always say that you need to start by writing what you know, so at least it should all come naturally, right? And the good thing about it is the only thing I need to do to encourage myself is to continue to read new webcomics and graphic novels and comics in general, because that in itself is a self-sustaining model, and was probably what caused me to try making webcomics last time and the time before, except now I seemingly have more time on my hands. I used to draw a lot as a child, and I think one of my greatest regrets was giving that up. My grandmother was the only one who tried to nurture it, but I think I had some motivational issues when I was young as well, so her efforts didn't stick. And the nail in the coffin was not pursuing any art courses whatsoever during high school, that probably would have made the biggest difference in the world. I still have the same big sketchbook I bought like, I don't know, I wouldn't be surprised if it was 10 fucking years ago. Probably a little less though, but it's still not even half used. I always get discouraged when I open it, and I have no idea what I should be doing with it. I tried using it for character design the last times, but ended up making a minimalist comic the first time, and only Photoshop for art for the second one. I need a big fucking attitude adjustment for pretty much everything. 1 thing|say things

[21 Feb 2009|01:33pm] I neglected to post last night. I guess I was on an admirable streak. Oh well, I was not in a state to think of cohesive sentences by the time bedtime rolled around, so it would have just been a bunch of gibberish. I'm feeling a little empty-headed today. I get a little bit of time to myself, and unless I don't think of it ahead of time, I have no idea what to do with myself. Job-hunting it is, I guess. say things

[20 Feb 2009|12:50am] It seriously feels like I've wasted this week. We've just sort of lived life normally, with no grand plans to interfere, and for some reason, I thought it'd end up a little different. If we don't plan something a long time in advance, nothing really happens. This is probably affected generously by pessimism and apathy. It's already Friday tomorrow, and it's also the 20th. February is almost finished, somehow. I said way back in November that I didn't want to work for Telus past February, since variable pay is due next paycheck, and that was the last incentive for continued employment there. This month will pass, and it is fairly certain that I will still work there. I need to seriously look for other avenues of seeking employment, because so far, the ones I'm am using are not working. I probably shouldn't build any expectations higher than they are now, though. I think the jobs I am happy with taking either are not on offer at this time, or don't exist, and the places I am looking do provide a great number of examples on what exactly is needed in this city right now, and none of it applies to me. I just had a serious deja vu sitting here typing that last paragraph. Like some kind of connection to some more uncertain time. They always have a tendency to pass so quickly... I hate days that start at noon. If my first appointment is at noon, the four hours leading up to that are usually spent doing absolutely nothing, sleeping, or dreading what is coming so late in the day. In case of work days, it means the everything ends as late as it possibly can, and the only saving grace is the knowledge that whatever I do, at least I can sleep in until 10. These days that start at noon always seem like the most irretrievable, except I forget them as soon as they're done as a necessity, and focus on what is ahead of me. This leaves me to lament how irretrievable they are as they are happening, which leads to a heightened awareness of just how much of a waste of time they truly are. That's a good solid 12 hours of waste. I could have at least been enjoying myself a little bit more. This is probably why I take every possible opportunity to go home early. As if the time is a gift; as if it is some kind of valuable prize. If I cannot find something genuinely rewarding, if I can't combine my time working with the rest of my life, the only possible option is to work as little as possible. The compulsion to do this will grow stronger the longer it takes to find that ideal. The greatest danger is slowly developing into some kind of a bum. 2 things|say things

[18 Feb 2009|01:06am] The first half of today was a bit of a waste. We slept late, and had the idea of going to the farmer's market for breakfast. Of course, we're idiots, so we didn't realise that it's not open on regular weekdays. This is at noon, and we haven't eaten anything. The next closest place is the Dutch pancake house on Crowchild, which we missed two turnoffs for, and had to drive all the way to Chinook Centre on Glenmore to turn around properly. The pancake house is closed on Tuesday, so we ended up at Ricky's at North Hill Mall. HMV only had one of the things I was interested in, and Sears didn't have any decent tents (not that we need one really soon). I found the stud finders at Home Depot, but didn't want to spend $30 on one, but I figured I didn't really need one after all. I just bought a good pile of drywall screws and some L-brackets. I actually managed to get the shelf safely on the wall without the L-brackets, which I'll probably use to brace the other shelf I set up haphazardly. That's today's mundane shit. We just saw Gran Torino, which is full of Clint Eastwood playing an old man really well, and a whole hell of a lot of bad Asian actors. I'm still not completely sure why Clint Eastwood needed to sing about the car over the end credits. The lineup for Sasquatch was released this morning, so it seems I'll be seeing Nine Inch Nails for the third time, on what is supposedly their final tour, or so says Trent Reznor. The other headliners are Jane's Addiction, which will be awesome, and for some fucking reason, the Kings of fucking Leon. When the fuck did they become a headlining band? It's definitely a weak, weak third act, but I guess we'll get over it. We were right about Animal Collective playing, so we're excited about that, that was the big one. Fleet Foxes, Doves, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, St Vincent, M83, Monotonix are all bands I haven't seen that I'm looking forward to, and I've seen Of Montreal, the Decemberists, and TV on the Radio, and I'll sure as hell see them again. The Decemberists show should be awesome. According to their newsletter, their upcoming tour will be comprised of two parts: the first part is them playing their new album in its entirety, and then the second part is a smattering of older stuff. I really hope their festival dates will have the exact same format. It's hard to say if it'll work though, because most bands have a bit of a time limit. The bands at Lollapalooza adhered rigorously to schedule just because of the sheer number of them, and Sasquatch should probably be no different. Fuck. I've seen a lot of posters, I've been through the magazines, and I've gone through the entire apple.com trailers site, and there really is shit all coming out for movies in the next several months. I've seen the same trailer for One Week, the Soloist and the Stone of Destiny about 10 times each. Watchmen is pretty much the only thing that I'm excited about, and I'm not sure what kind of expectations I have for Star Trek. I'm also not even sure if Soderbergh's Che is even coming out in theatres here at all. Is anything decent coming out? I can't see anything. say things

[17 Feb 2009|01:30am] Technically, since I paid for my eBay auctions this morning, I spent close to $140 on DVDs today. The Wee Book Inn is on 17th is closing down, so I spent $50 on two Sopranos seasons and $10 on Burn After Reading. And apparently my Criterions will be shipped out tomorrow. Oh, how easy it is to spend money. I should probably call it quits before next payday, because, as I mentioned before, I'm sure I'll be spending a lot more money on food than I can possibly forecast even now. Holy man, World of Goo is addictive. Which is saying something, since all it really is is a glorified Flash physics engine. Which sort of explains why apparently 90% of all World of Goo installs are pirated. I bought the WiiWare version, since in my eyes it might as well be a Wii exclusive, so I didn't even think of downloading it for free, which is my usual response to anything I don't really know about. But I mean really, the game costs $15 at most, which on a game to game basis, is way below the norm. C'mon, people. Warning, boring WoW shit follows: I think the main reason I'm playing World of Goo (the large majority of my Virtual Console purchases languish after 1 or 2 plays) is because lately I can't seem to justify the amount of time spent farming frostweave than I currently think I have to. I'm not questing, I have about 20/25 group quests that I can't find a group for, I have made the 5000 for epic mount training, but I've yet to actually purchase an epic mount. I don't want to upgrade the ugly batwing I've been flying around on since the latter days of the Burning Crusade, so I've been struggling to get the fast Flying Carpet. Unfortunately, one point in tailoring, for the next five points at least, will cost 50 frostweave each. And I'm jogging around a particularly dull portion of Icecrown with a bunch of weak yellows running around hoping to get 4x frostweave or maybe some greens to sell, but seriously, this is taking forever, and I just can't think of anything better to do. I don't even feel like playing my death knight past his first level. Hopefully I'll get the knack of this druid I'm leveling with Marina. So far, I really don't like him, I've never played a druid before and I'm still trying to figure out whether I should be going feral or balance. I think I need to sit down and do a little research and really start to spec him properly. say things

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