Engines To Full

I'm awesome.

Just thought you should know.

So I've been wondering...What are the limits of profanity on cakes?

I mean, I want to get a cake, from Dairy Queen. But I want something written on it. Something that people might not normally want on their cakes.

I mean, I somehow doubt I can convince them to write something like

"Fucking cocksmith jewfag"

or...

"Goddamn Fucking Shitballs"

or some other such random string of profanities.

But what's the limit? What will they agree to write on the cake?

If I start with something more profane, can I argue them down to something that SEEMS better, even though they might not have agreed to it if it had been the first thing I suggested?

In that sense, could I trick them into writing something?

What about a drawing? Could I get them to draw a wang?

These things and more, I shall find out...With my birthday coming up, I figure I need a memorable cake. That, and alcohol. A large amount of alcohol.

I'll keep you posted on the cake thing though.

So I watched Evil Dead and A Beautiful Mind at Rebecca's yesterday with Rebecca and Dave. It was good times. And ice cream.

I love ice cream.

...I'm IN love with ice cream.

...Ice cream and I are going steady.

...I gave ice cream my letterman jacket.

Or whatever the fuck that thing is that they do on tv. Or whatever. Fuck.

Unfortunately, my letterman jacket or whatever was laced with poison.

Now ice cream is dead.

And I shall still eat it. Poison and all.

Because going back to the first part,

I love ice cream.

...Well, that was strange.

So I move on Friday. I'm excited. More excited to be getting out of this place than to be getting into the next one, but the base excitement is the important factor. It looks like Jared, girlJared, and myself will be moving our stuff in their probably on the Friday and Saturday, and Rick will be joining us on Sunday. Eric still wants to look at the place and needs to attain funds before he can join us. Also he's not willing to move in until we get internet.

So I guess I'll be back into WoW soon...Means I'll have to come up with some RP story to explain to people why I wasn't around. Also I'll have to kick Siawn and his baby out of my house. And pay my rent on the house, because I'm awesome at RP.

But dammit, there's an angry warrior with a baby living in my house. I'm going to come back to a combination of blood, guts, and poop! I HATE those three things.

Also, Eric owes me a large amount of gold now...Over a thousand.

IT'S OVER NINE THOUSAND!

err...No, it's not, it's just the one thousand. Sometimes the Vegeta inside me takes over.

So my uncle's floor is mostly down. And it looks a lot better than it did before. It looked like ass before. When you looked down, it appeared as though you were treading on actual anus.

It looks better now though. Tiles. Not anus.

I also met a pleasant man with horrible teeth. He was at the KFC. He was concerned about Toonie Tuesday and the fact that if it were somehow...NOT Tuesday...And if Toonie Tuesday were somehow...NOT active...He would face the wrath of his three children whence he returned home. He didn't say it like that though. I said it like that. Because I have a better vocabulary. He said his kids would be angry. I think wrath is better.

Yeah.

Anyways, not sure what else there is to say...Not feeling up for a rant about how much I hate . Because dammit, there are just so many topics!

So I'll just go now.

Until next time,
Sometimes I think I have too many enemies...I believe I'll have to thin them out.
~Kataron

Everything There Is To Know

Okay, as you have all failed MISERABLY at the reference game, I won't be putting nearly that much effort into anything for this blog at any point in the near future...

So the answer key.

The first reference was to the movie "A Knight's Tale", the "found wanting" bit. You know, when the bad guy says it, and then Joker (yeah, fuck his real name, he's dead, and is now just the Joker) says it back to him at the end of the movie.

Then I mentioned "crystal shards", which was a reference to the Kirby game for the 64, Crystal Shards. Good game. That reference was for Dave, whom I know has been playing that recently.

The "lack of faith" bit was an OBVIOUS reference to Star Wars. All of you should have gotten that one.

Then there was a long reference to the Playstation One game "Chrono Cross".

The entire opening of the game goes as follows (and yeah, this is without me looking it up.):

What was the start of all this?

When did the cogs of fate begin to turn?

Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now,

From deep within the flow of time...

But for a certainty, back then,

We loved so many, yet hated so much,

We hurt others, and were hurt ourselves...

Yet even then, we ran like the wind,

Whilst our laughter echoed,

Under cerulean Skies...

Yep.

Never gettin' that fucker out of my head.

Here's the Youtube video if you wanna watch it.

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I'm quite fond of the song. It gets cool right after the poem is finished.

Anyway, that's the Chrono Cross reference.

Umm...I'm no longer going to read the references out in order, 'cause this is where I stopped putting them in any sort of order.

The line "My Life For You" is a repeated phrase in Stephen King books, namely the Gunslinger series.

The "I look out for me and mine" bit is from Serenity, Mal says it at the beginning of the movie. God I love that movie.

The "It's going to be legendary" bit is, of course, Barney, of How I Met Your Mother.

Likewise, Neil Patrick Harris is referenced again for his role in Dr. Horrible, the "crazy random happenstance" part.

The title of the post was a reference. "Not Even Death Can Save You From Me". Diablo. Well, Diablo 2. Yeah. That's what he says. You know. The devil. Diablo. After whom the game is named.

"We ask for your strength... Thee who fear'th the night and stand 'gainst the darkness". That'd be Frog. Chrono Trigger. That's right, I referenced both the original game AND the sequel. Because they deserve to be referenced.

Then the train and going only where the tracks can take it, that part is said by Cloud in FF7 near the beginning while he's on the train in Midgar.

"It's fuzzy-minded liberal thinking like that that gets you eaten". That'd be Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I think it was Principal Snyder that said that.

The dead shall walk the earth is, of course, a reference to Dawn of the Dead. Both the original and the remake.

The feared or respected question was Tony Stark, of Iron Man.

"The place I put that thing that time" was Hackers. The Phantom Phreak.

The place he put that thing that time, by the by, was behind the condom machine in the men's room.

While I was referencing older nerd movies, I had to throw in something from a few others.

"Shall we play a game?" was War Games. That movie kicked my ass, and I love it.

"I could set the building on fire" was from Office Space. AND HE DOES!

"Good. Bad. I'm the guy with the gun" was from the third Evil Dead movie, Army of Darkness.

"When someone asks you if you're a God, you say 'YES!'" was from Ghostbusters.

And finally, "Your mind makes it real" was a reference to the Matrix.

That's all twenty references. If you got any of them, congrats. If you didn't, then I hope you die on fire.

So what have I been up to since I wrote that post...?

Ummm...Kate had her birthday party on Thursday night. She's now 21. We went to Boston Pizza, glow in the dark mini putt, and then drank champagne and ate cake at her house.

It was AWESOME. I'd never been to Boston Pizza before. It was delicious. 'cept they didn't have Coke. So I drank like three, four glasses of lemonade. FUCK YEAH, LEMONADE!

And glow in the dark mini putt was awesome. The fact that I was playing it with a total of three attractive women and a friendly Asian man probably made it more enjoyable as well. The fact that I failed quite horribly for at least half the holes made it slightly less enjoyable, but it was still good times.

Then we went back for champagne. It did not taste good, and for some reason did not sit well with my stomach. It was the disappointment of the night. Then I came home.

Youth group was the next night. We mostly talked about World of Warcraft. I'm happy to be getting back to it soon, but it means that I'm going to have to create an RP backstory to tell people why I've been gone for a month...Also when I get back, my rent is going to be due. Yes, my rent, IN GAME. Because I'm paying ERIC rent for a house that he doesn't own. Because I -AM- RP! And right now there's another character that's RP-living there with an RP-baby. But I'll be damned if I'm going to be living with an RP baby. Also I'm going to have a party to celebrate my return. Huzzah, and ale for all!

Then Rebecca showed up! We didn't even know she was going to be back from....place that I don't want to attempt spelling. We weren't sure when she was going to be back. Turns out, it was Friday night. So we all hung out, did....Nothing in particular. But it was awesome.

Then we went to Wendy's. Where we talked about...WORLD OF WARCRAFT! Dave's going to try to join our guild, so we were trying to get his RP story straight. He came up with a really neat idea for his character. Great mage thing.

Then I went home and watched more Veronica Mars.

I am now done the series. I've seen it all. Every goddamn episode. Sixty-four fucking episodes. Forty goddamn minutes a piece.

That's forty-three hours of Veronica Mars.

Yeah.

Fuck you, stop judging me.

Now I'm watching the show Daria, but I think I'm going to watch an anime I stumbled across whose name I cannot remember.

Then yesterday I hung out with Dave and Rebecca. We watched Night of the Living Dead, which was awesome. I had never seen it before. The ending made me laugh. A lot. lol.

Then we went out and rented some movies, one of which we watched. The Shawshank Redemption. I've seen that movie a number of times.

What number? Fucked if I remember, man.

It's a big number though.

Anyways, Rebecca had only seen part of the movie, and Dave hadn't seen it AT ALL. I was flabbergasted. FLABBERGASTED! My flabber, 'twas gasted!

I love that movie. Absolutely fucking love it. One of my favourite movies. It's got SUCH a good ending, that even though I know what happens, it always makes me so incredibly happy. Every time.

But yeah. Tomorrow I'm back at my Uncle's, trying to put down a tiled floor in his kitchen. That's the plan.

Anime now though.

Until next time,
...Yeah?! Well, your MOM'S a sycophant!
~Kataron

Not Even Death Can Save You From Me

Fools!

The end is nigh!

The day of judgement has come and gone, and we have been found wanting!

Ignorance is a disease which has permeated our homes, our lives, our very beings!

From childhood, we are raised in a culture of ignorance and foolishness like cattle being bred into a life of meaningless drivel!

And for what?!

The world is coming to an end, and all we have to show for it is our own webs of lies and trickery!

The crystal shards of tyranny are coming to end us, and there's little we can do about it.

It's going to be legendary.

The most we can hope to accomplish is a distraction, postponing our inevitable demise as a pathetic species upon this festering rock.

The world is coming to an end, people, so get your business in order! If there's someone you've wronged, apologize! If there's someone you care about, tell them! If there's someone that's wronged YOU, FUCKIN' KILL THEM!

When the world comes to an end, who will you have to answer to for your crimes?

Nobody! The world, the heavens, existence as we KNOW IT is almost done!

Don't believe me? I find your lack of faith disturbing, friends.

What was the start of all of this?

When did the cogs of fate begin to turn.

Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now, from deep within the flow of time.

Oh ho! The cogs of fate, always turning...

What a crazy random happenstance...

I'm not crazy, you know...Okay, well, maybe I've snapped just a little recently...

But oh well!

Anyways, the point is that the world is coming to an end. We're all going to be on our own.

We're going to have to look after ourselves and those important to us...And for me, that don't include you 'less I conjure it does.

Mind you, some of you might fall under my protection...Whatever that might give you.

My protection against the dead is probably the best protection I have to offer. Because when the dead walk the earth, all kinds of hell is gonna be broken loose.

And yet people will still come to me for protection. Because good or bad, I'll be the guy with the gun.

Shall we play a game?

Just a few questions.

Is it better to be feared or respected?

What does one do when the wolf is at the door?

And what do you do when someone asks if you're a God?

My answers!

Feared.

Stay inside and hope it doesn't blow down the door.

And when somebody asks if you're a God, you say "YES!". Maybe somebody would say something neat if they thought you were a God. I've always wanted to hear Alaska Man say something epic to me. Like something from a video game.

"Your will is my command..."

"As you wish, my liege!"

"My life for you."

And how did you answer, hm? Think it's better to be respected? Or NOT a God?

Well, my friends, it's fuzzy-minded liberal thinking like that that gets you eaten.

You know, the day the world ends will be a day like any other.

The sky will be blue...At first.

The air will be sweet and mild...At first.

We ask for your strength... Thee who fear'th the night and stand 'gainst the darkness.

Then it will all change. The ground will crack and split, the sky will burn. And we'll be able to do nothing but go with the flow. Once the disaster is initiated, nothing, I repeat, nothing, can stop it.

It's like this train.

*gestures to a train*

It can only go where the tracks take it.

Or occasionally where the tracks don't take it, and kill a lot of people...But that's a little grim.

So...umm...Hope that you're not on a train when it happens.

But maybe not a building either. Since I could set the building on fire and all. Not that I WOULD...

Oh hell, yes I would. Apparently arson runs in the family. Both sides of it!

.....Yeeeeep.

This has been a strange post so far. But fun. But so much work...

Sometimes I wonder if people actually read this. Maybe it's all just ramblings in my own mind...Except, on a computer screen in front of me. Wacky! But hey, maybe the mind makes it real. Empiricism and such. Yeah.

Haven't thought about that much.

Then today I decided that the world was ending. And maybe it will. Maybe I'm some kind of modern day prophet. I wonder of I could make it as a doomsayer. You know...A sayer of doom. I wonder what kind of money they make.

I could grow a beard and carry around around a sandwich board.

"THE END IS NIGHT".

Yeah, spelling mistakes make me more endearing.

And I'll hide things...All over town. People will be like "Aw, where'd you put that thing?!"

And I'd be like...

"It's under the bridge."

But I wouldn't say which bridge.

Or say something really quick that they wouldn't pick up on at all.

"It's in that place I put that thing that time."

Repeat as many words in a single sentence as possible. That's how you confuse 'em.

Anyways, this post has been hours in the making.

I'm off to be awesome.

Until next time,
This isn't just your everyday dose of crazy. It contains not one, not eight, but twenty references to video games, movies, and basic nerd culture. Each one is worth five points, for a total possible of one hundred posts. Try to find them all, and post a comment saying how many you got. I warn you, I did research. AND YOU JUST THOUGHT I WAS CRAZY. HA!

And please don't cheat.
~Kataron

Eff This

I have had the most fucked up dreams the last couple nights.

In one of them, everyone I'm moving in with (being Jared, girlJared, Rick, and possibly Eric) were running around in some sort of haunted town. Then it turned into a survival-type video game, like a Resident Evil or a Silent Hill sorta deal. Then it became a fighting game. wtf. Fucking weird shit, man.

Then last night I had a dream where I was...I don't really want to say this...Veronica Mars. Another wtf moment. But hey, at least I was foxy as hell.

On a similar note, I have been watching WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too much of that goddamn show.

Like...Since I got back to Rockwood on Saturday evening...This being four days ago...I've been through about twenty-five or twenty-six episodes. This is at forty minutes a piece. That's about seventeen hours of Veronica Mars and her detective hotness.

But god DAMN I like that show. One of the characters bugs me 'cause he was on some vampire show that I watched with Amy, and he's reminding me of that which I don't want to think about, but aside from that the show is great. Well written, well acted, and I just can't get the theme song out of my head.

YEP.

Oh, and my brother had the cops visit him today. Apparently he was with some of his fucktard friends when they were breaking into vehicles to steal shit. According to his story, he just walked away, but oh snap, the cops!

Sometimes I want to be a cop so they'd give me a gun. But hell, I'd be corrupt before they even gave me my badge!

And somebody would die.

Probably you.

But then, I've always wanted to kill you.

And don't think I've forgotten about YOU, Texas. Oh no. You will be mine. And then you will be Mexico's again! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

You can tell how bored I am by how often I'm posting in here now...Maybe another post later!

Until next time,
My dog is afraid of the large inflatable mallet I keep next to the computer. It's pretty fucking awesome.
~Kataron

Through The Water

For all those interested, my newest project is conquering Texas and giving it back to Mexico in exchange for large amounts of alcohol and a couple sombreros. Your assistance would be appreciated, as I'm pretty sure most people in Texas are armed.

But make no mistake, they're all going down.

Because once, a couple Texans pissed me off.

And if I'm a man of anything, it's a man of revenge.

All those who have crossed me will suffer my wrath.

'cause I can hold grudges like MAD.

Also fuck Europe. I'm just sick and goddamn tired of Europe. After I've conquered Texas, I'm going to blow up Europe. Because FUCK EUROPE.

That is all.

Until next time,
Fucking Europeans. Think they're so great.
~Kataron

Fucking Hippos.

Fuck fuckity fuck fuck.

No, I'm not horribly upset at the moment, I just remembered that I haven't tallied my fucks since January. The count was at 3210 at some point in January. That's like eight months of blogging for me to go through and count how many times I used that expletive.

So you know what I saw today?

That fucking house hippo commercial. I know you know what I'm talking about. And if you don't, then fuck you and get the fuck off my blog.

Or youtube it. But preferably get the fuck off my blog.

If you know what I mean, then congrats, I guess. You can stay. FOR NOW.

But yeah. I saw that fucking commercial. ON TV. I didn't youtube it or anything. It was on the fucking television.

What the BALLS?!

What the fuck is with old commercials being played on television?! STOP IT. FUCKING STOP IT. I HATE IT SO MUCH. I HATE IT WHEN YOU FUCKERS ARE TOO GODDAMN LAZY TO CREATE A NEW GODDAMN COMMERCIAL.

And yeah, I liked that commercial when it first came out. But now? I hate it, because they put it back on the air, and I am greatly angered by exceedingly random things.

Soooooo...

I'm back in Rockwood for the moment. My dad needs me to give him a hand with putting a new floor in at my Uncle's. Yes, my crazy deaf uncle that lives to make me miserable. But I will be getting money. Money is appreciated, especially since I don't know if Admiral Douchebag (aka my landlord) will raise a fuss about the security deposit that he charged us illegally.

So I'm working on my D&D campaign again...Because I lead an exciting life.

I've also been playing a shit-ton of Radiata Stories, because that game kicks my ass.

I have recruited 110 our of a possible 177 characters. I can get roughly...Seven more on this run through the game, then I'll need to make a new game + and explore the other story-line in order to recruit the rest. BUT I WILL. Because I am obsessive compulsive. Also because I am greatly in need of distractions, because otherwise I will continue randomly flying into fits of rage and needing to either kill something (usually digital) or imbibe extremely unhealthy amounts of caffeine.

I'VE BEEN DOING BOTH.

That's both NOT pronounced with an L...RICK.

Seriously man. Like an ass.

I'm watching An Inconvenient Truth.

Well, moreso it's playing in the background. I am watching it merely to mock it. Because fuck Al Gore, and fuck global warming and all that other hippy bullshit.

I am so sick of people bitching about that shit.

Shut the fuck up!

And you know, if by some twist of fate, global warming is not bullshit, as I believe it is, then we're already fucked. There's nothing we can do to unfuck ourselves. So what the fuck is the point of bitching about it?

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One day I'm going to shoot somebody in the head, and I'm not going to go to jail, because I will plead insanity, because I will believe that the person will be a zombie.

Yep.

And I'll actually believe it.

So for the love of God, don't pretend to be a zombie around if me I ever own a gun.

Which I will.

Because guns are awesome.

I'm going to watch things now, and be...Not here.

I hope by now you've seen that hippo video. Because seriously, if you just went ahead and read the post and didn't know what I was talking about, then fuck you.

Until next time,
I like to tell people that I am their moral superior. But with more expletives.
~Kataron

More Tales of a Douchey Landlord

So I had an argument with the landlord the other day. I may have yelled at him just a little bit.

GOD IT FELT GOOD.

Stupid pompous ass. He came up and was like:

"blah blah blah blah-de-blah-blah, people are coming to see the third bedroom today"

and I was like:

"wtf, you're legally required to give twenty-four hour's notice"

and HE was like:

"I don't care, I'm a balding nub"

and then I was all like:

"You know that having them over today IS technically illegal. It is a CRIME."

and he was totally like:

"Is it really that much of a problem?"

and I was like:

"Not really, THIS time."

and he sighed and was like:

"So why are you making a big deal about this?"

and I responded:

"Because this is only the tip of the iceberg of illegal shit you've been doing!"

then I continued to accuse him of all sorts of illegal shit, none of which he denied, and he still maintained that it was within his rights.

In fact!

He doesn't think that the Landlord Tenant Act applies to him because he lives downstairs!

Give me a fucking BREAK, man!

And the fucked up thing is that it WOULD be true...If we lived WITH him and shared living space. But we don't! We're completely goddamn autonomous up here, living our own lives only occasionally interrupted by his BLAZING IDIOCY.

You stupid arrogant douche, how the fuck are you a landlord? How the fuck do I know more about landlord tenant law than you?! You're a fucking retard!

Even I know that we have to share a bathroom and a kitchen for the landlord tenant act to be void. Kate was the one that first informed me of this, but she wasn't entirely sure, so I asked Jared, who read large chunks of the Landlord Tenant Act the last time the landlord tried to fuck us over, and he remembered that specific part of the Act, that states that you need to share a bathroom and kitchen for it to not apply.

So fuck you, James, you stupid stupid little man. I pity the fools that move in here next, and I just hope that they know enough about their own rights to put you in your place.

He said that -I- was rude!

I was taken aback. He was talking about that phone call, the one where he hung up on me. My landlord is one of the most arrogant, irritating, unintelligent, undignified, and IMPOLITE people I have ever fucking met in my entire life. And he thought -I- was rude on the phone.

I can be rude. I can be VERY GODDAMN RUDE.

I'm an incredibly angry and spiteful human being. I hate most people, I hate most things, and I can hold a grudge for years. But I was -NOT- being rude on that phone. He's just a fucktard.

I'm going to leave a note downstairs next time he goes out. It will read:

"btw...

The landlord tenant act?

"DOES"

apply to you."

except "does" is going to be underlined. Because he randomly puts quotation marks and randomly underlines pointless words in every single note he leaves us.

The last one he left, he said he had "details" he needed to discuss with us.

In some cases I can understand quotation marks, but WHY THE FUCK would you put them around the fucking word "details"?! I just did it because I was quoting. That's fine and fucking dandy. He did it because he's a fucking retard.

In my mind I picture him reading the note and doing those air quote things for the word. It makes me want to slap him upside the head.

Glargh.

I'm an angry angry goddamn Nate these days.

Oh, and I may have heard him having sex when I got him forty minutes ago. My response to such? I went to the bathroom directly above his bedroom and flushed the toilet.

It wasn't a pleasant experience.

But I'm going to go vent into some video games now.

Until next time,
The only solace I get from this is knowing that when the zombies come, he stands no chance.
~Kataron

Bots are friggin' everywhere now.

Here's an interesting conversation I had on MSN today with a "woman" that randomly added me.

Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
And you would be...?
Ingrid says:
hey, A/S/L?:)
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
^o) [the eyebrow raised emoticon, so we're clear.]
Ingrid says:
hey whats up babe, U got a webcam? finally someone adds me, I am soo fuckin horny today for some reason lol
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
Are you...Are you a bot of some kind?
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
Did a bot just add me to MSN?
Ingrid says:
listen hun, I am just about to start my webcam show with jen, come chat me there in my chat room? We can cyber, I will get naked if u do..lol!
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
Intriguing...But you're a bot.
Ingrid says:
I can show u how to watch if u promise not to tell anyone else how to do it???PLEASE:$ [blushing emoticon.]
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
Yeah, see, you're definitely some kind of low-functioning AI.
Ingrid says:
well since its the law that u gotta be 18 (nudity involved), u have to sign up with a credit card for age verification! BUT.. Once you are inside, just clikc on "Webcams" let me know what name you use to sign in with so I know it is you babe! http://www.lovelocalgirls.com/jane2hot fill out the bottom of the page then fill out the next page as well and u can see me live!
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
I've never had a bot add me to MSN before.
Ingrid says:
Please dont mention anything about that in the chatroom once u get in ok?:$ [blushing again.]
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
You...Well, frankly, you could be programmed better.
Ingrid says:
OH SHIT.. k I am late to start my show, I gotta get off msn...I will see ya inside my chatroom babe.. remember not to mention that I am upgrading u... You can use your msn name to sign in so i know it is you..
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
Yeah, the least you could do is be programmed with some basic word recognition, so it at least seems like you're trying to communicate with me.
Ingrid says:
AUTO-RESPONSE: hey just in the middle of my webcam show if you want to watch click the link http://www.lovelocalgirls.com/jane2hot
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
Whatever, I'm going back to what I was doing before. You get programmed better, and then we'll try this again.
Kataron - Sometimes, you just gotta rule the world. says:
And...I'll leave this open for my roommate to read. He should be entertained by me conversing with a low-functioning bot.

Jared never got home, so he never got a chance to read it, so I figured I'd throw it up on here before powering it off. I find it entertaining.

Until next time,
I hope -I'm- not a crappy chat program.
~Kataron

Arcane Brilliance

Hey there, folks.

It's been an interesting few days. I've spent most of my time lately in the world of Azeroth, kicking demonic/Orcish/Blood Elven/n00b ass. It's been good times all around.

And now I've officially decided that any time I have girl troubles that end poorly, I'm going to solve them by playing an unhealthy amount of video games. Because frankly, that seems healthier than the alternative. And the best I've felt about this whole Amy thing since it happened was either when Dave and I were headshotting terrorist scumbags and sinking a motherfucking Navy Aircraft Carrier because it was INFESTED with terrorists (Yeah. Army of Two? Fucking -EPIC-)...Or when I've been with my guild in World of Warcraft. And I feel I should say that the Kingship of the East is just fucking awesome. Everybody is pleasant and helpful, and I've run quite a few dungeons with Kingship-only members, and I've enjoyed it every time.

And the RP is just great! I've recently been hanging out with two characters in game, Siawn and Merleyna. In the game they're a couple, but irl they're two female friends who I talk to on an audio program called Ventrilo while we run dungeons and kick ass together. And they've got some pretty heavy RP going. In fact, I was running a dungeon with them the other night, and afterwards, we went back to a house in Ironforge that they had claimed as their own, and a party ensued. It wasn't planned, but by the end of it there was a good dozen people there, swapping stories, getting drunk, and having a good time. That was a couple of nights ago, and since then I've engaged in a few other various RP events, which have all been quite entertaining. Including an RP date. Which was...Interesting. The girl is apparently married irl, but in game she's the sister is Siawn and enjoys getting drunk.

...Yes, I'm aware that to most people, this entire thing is sounding exceedingly pathetic, but it's all in good fun, and it's making me feel a lot better. You...You wouldn't want me to go back to being miserable, would you?! Perish the thought! PERISH IT!

Err...

I don't think anyone in the guild knows I have this blog. Probably for the best. Mind you, if they googled my name...Holy crap, my blog url doesn't even show up! Weird. It's got a link to a POST on my blog, but most of it is other stuff I've done. My Youtube attempts at blogging...Which I really should delete, as they are old and crappy and I don't think people should be viewing them. Profiles I have on PMOG, Spynets, Java Sun forums, and then some crazy crap about some dude named Cyrus Kataron who apparently is some runner or something.

...Some guy in WoW just asked me for gold for something.

I went to reply "A pox on your house!" but he was already gone. Oh well!

I fear I have to return this laptop to Rick soon. Which saddens me, because I don't think I'll be able to get another one in the near future. So I suppose I'll return to Kitchener and make life miserable for my douchebag landlord, while otherwise lounging around in my boxers playing video games. Then when my cell phone gets paid off in full (should be soon, this time for real!) I start plastering resumes everywhere, especially near my new house.

Jared's girlfriend's parents...Or as I call them, "GirlJared's Parents" bought a house. Because we got rejected from the apartment building that they cosigned for. And let me tell you, it's a damn nice house! It's got five bedrooms. Yes, that's too many bedrooms. But who cares?! It means we can pick up transients and have them live with us! You know how much I've always wanted to do that!

Or...You know, Eric. I like him too. If he got a job and had some cash to pay rent, we'd probably let him stay there. Or Andrew, when he starts going to school, theoretically in just over a year's time.

Anyways, the house is nice. It's essentially got three floors, but it's a split level, so it's more like...two and a half. I'll take some pictures when I move in and show you what I mean.

Rick and I have claimed the upstairs as our own. I get the larger, but undeniably gayer bedroom (My God, the colours are so gay. SO GAY.), and Rick's taking the other one. Although we'll probably be spending a lot of our time in the other room, which I believe we may designate as our computer room SLASH air guitar SLASH hammock room. Fuck yeah.

So we've got three bedrooms up there to ourselves, plus a bathroom. It's the only decent bathroom in the house, the only one with bathing facilities (for the moment!), so it will have to be shared, but one day we will begin to annex other parts of the house and claim them as our own.

The middle level of the house consists of only two rooms. A living room with a large bay window. Not very defensible against the undead, I must say, but I can fix that. Except I won't, because I refuse to go on it. The floor is...Weird. It sinks a little when you walk on it. Something about the underlay. Until my dad fixes it, fuck that room. Not going in there. Then there's the kitchen! It has facilities for food, and the opening to a nice front patio thing where we will have our breakfasts. Yes.

Then the floor below has a much smaller bathroom, a laundry room, and a rec room. The rec room is quite nice. We shall have much recreation there. SO MUCH RECREATION!

Umm...I now realize that there's arguably another floor. It consists of only two rooms, two bedrooms. One being the room of Jared and girlJared. The other being what will presumably become some sort of office where Jared will perform his geek-work. Yes.

But you can tell from the descriptions of the floors and their small numbers of rooms, that it's not REALLY that many floors. But yes.

It's nice. We move in at the end of the month. There will be a party. All are welcome, unless they anger me. Then they must face the wrath of Kataron!

Arcane shot!

...

Yes, I've been playing too much World of Warcraft. I don't care.

I suppose that's all I have to say.

I believe I'll be travelling back to Kitchener soon. Theoretically Rick will be taking the laptop back into his possession before then, but I hope he realizes that if I happen to get an invitation to the Beta for the new WoW expansion, he's out of luck, because I won't be on-line or able to check my email. And I'll be damned if someone else is going to check it.

Which reminds me, I should probably change my password....

Anyways, that's all for tonight.

I'll blog again when I get a chance, which may or may not be soon.

Oh...And I guess I had my wisdom teeth out too. Should probably mention that, huh?

I am going to have a BUTTLOAD of painkillers left over from this. And by the light of Elune, I never intend to feel pain again! *laughs maniacally and walks backwards, putting his arm out defensively in front of him as if he was holding some sort of cape*

Until next time,
For some reason, drinking in game is a LOT of fun. Don't know why.
~Kataron