Dog

You know what I hate? Peggle. Fuck Peggle. That game is fucking retarded and makes me angry. I just watched Rick play like six levels of that fucker, and it just made me angrier and angrier. And then he decided -I- had to play. I intentionally fucked up as much as possible, spending my first few shots trying to clear blocks so I could just fire it straight down into the abyss and score no points, but when I did THAT, it would yell "Total Miss, Extra Shot!" and give me another ball. Then if I shot it down and it went into that stupid fucking saucer thing, another fucking ball. Fucking stupid piece of shit, and I still almost beat Rick's high score. Thus proving in my mind forever that the game sucks.

Also I hate it when people tell me pointless things in raids. Like telling me to "focus up". If I'm at the task at hand, then I'm as focussed as I'm going to be. In fact, telling me to focus up is, in my mind, pointless chatter that actually distracts me. I'm doing my job, so I wonder who isn't. So I start looking at other people and seeing what they're doing, to see who needs focussing. Then I am distracted from my task at hand, find that I am the one in need of focussing, and then return to my task. I don't need someone to tell me to do what I'm supposed to be doing.

Also the phrase "dynamic play". Hinik loves that one. And fine, whatever, he can say it all he likes, but I dislike it when other people start using it. Namely when other random DPS yells it in raid chat. I find that irritating.

Basically I become irritated when people that aren't in positions of authority within the guild and the raid tell me to do things. Hinik wants me to do something, it's done. Temple, Darksora, I will do what they say. Eric, begrudingly, I will obey.

They're the ones calling shit out on vent, and it's when other people start calling things out that I get irritated. If someone else tells me to focus up, they can go fuck themselves. If somebody else tells me to do something, they can go fuck themselves. Unless it's someone who has failed at their task and needs me to step in, they should just shut the fuck up and play.

While we're on the subject of things that I hate, people that talk all in caps. 90% of the time, if somebody says something all in caps, I will presume that whatever has been said is retarded, and will not read it. While this is...somewhat...less the case for raid chat, it still irritates me. Whatever you're saying is not important enough to be in upper case letters. Especially people on the internet that seem to just leave caps lock on. Those people deserve to be strangled with their own mouse cords.

You know what else pisses me off? Goddamn fucking birds. All fucking day they're out there chirping, and my window is open, 'cause if not it gets very fucking hot in here. They wake me up, they distract me, they make me want to take up hunting.

On a similar note, my neighbour's dogs. Two of them, little jack russels or something. God dammit I hate that kind of dog. I've known a goddanm lot of dogs, never have I known a single fucking jack russel to be anything but completely fucking irritating. And they let them out at all hours of the day, and they run around the yard and bark at each other and anything else out there that happens to catch their eye. Then they try to climb the tree where the tree house is, get partway up, then just stop, and look around barking, before hopping down. I swear, one of them was up there for five minutes the other day. I got up to do something, and he just...stared...at me. Creeped me the fuck out. I probably could have hit it with my nerf rifle if I really wanted to.

Also, there's a basketball in our backyard. Why? Fucked if I know, I guess some kids knocked it into our yard. I think it was there before the snow started, and now that it has melted, the basketball has been revealed once more. Makes me wonder what else will be knocked into our yard, and if kids will be irritating enough to hop our fence to try to reclaim their lost artifacts. I've glared at some of the louder local kids, namely the ones from the same house as those fucking dogs, when they get in the backyard and do stupid shit. I watched them trying to knock...Something...Out of their tree, and their methods ended in throwing more shit at it to try to knock it down. I recall a frisbee, a ball of some kind, and a hockey stick being thrown at the tree. God dammit I hate kids.

You know what else I hate? When I'm having a good dream, and something jostles me awake. And it doesn't take much to wake me up. A door slamming, somebody talking, someone's alarm going off on a different floor of the house (I heard an alarm today, its tones made me think that it was Jared's blaring whore-alarm. God dammit I hate that fucking thing.), and then BAM, I'm fucking awake, and my dream is lost.

Last night I had a series (three) of dreams, each getting interrupted. I can only recall one to any sort of detail, but I think they were all...somewhat...similar to each other. See, if my dream was really interesting, I try to go back to sleep as soon as possible, hoping that it may continue if I do so. It rarely does. Last night, if memory serves me correct, featured the cast of the show Jericho (which I recently rewatched. Goddamn fantastic show.), in some sort of epic fantasy world. I'm not sure if the premise was even remotely similar, but a villain from the show (Constantine, if any of you remember the show or the characters) featured a similar bad-guy role. Anyways, the dream was interesting, and I would have liked to see it play out a little more, rather than being interrupted by someone taking a shower at somewhere between ten and eleven in the morning.

I'm still sleeping a lot, because I'm just getting over being very sick. It's been a couple days since I last vomited, so I'm definitely improving, but I still feel shitty and tired a lot, plus coughing, random pains, and headaches.

What else pisses me off.../ponders....

Ah, here's one. I hate it when people abruptly just disappear. I mentioned a girl I met from Stickam a few weeks ago, named Sam, that I'd been talking to lately, after she deleted her Stickam account, I still had her on MSN, so I was able to talk with her, but then a couple weeks ago she just vanished. Then a few days ago, I got a friend request on Stickam, turns out she made a new account. At roughly the same point that she disappeared and stopped updating her blog. When I asked her where she'd disappeared to, her response was that she hadn't really gone anywhere, she just hadn't been on MSN. So basically "Still been around, but had no interest in talking to you!". Which only serves to bring me further irritation. So I haven't been back in her Stickam room since, 'cept one point when it said she was on-line but not on webcam. I figure if she doesn't want to talk to me, then she doesn't have to. And if she does, she can come on MSN and feign some interest. It's a shame, really, I actually found the girl interesting and enjoyed talking to her. And then she does something to piss me off.

And you know what else pisses me off? Europe. Just in general. Goddamn fucking Europe.

/ponders what else pisses him off

Fuck, I don't know, I get pissed off too easily, but I can't think of anything that pisses me off to the extent that I feel like bitching about it.

I think that if I ever had a working time machine, I would go back to the very moment people pissed me off the most, and then punch them right in the face. Imagine, Eva getting it on with that fucker Bob, then all of a sudden, a bright flash of light, and BAM I punch her in the face. Awesome.

...Also I think I'd go back in time and kick people in the ass. Random famous people, for no real reason, when they're not really famous yet, but on the verge of it. My targets include : Hitler (If you have a time machine and you don't go back and kick Hitler, then you're kind of a dick.), Bill Gates (For the lulz.), Oprah (Don't feel like I need to explain this one. I fucking HATE Oprah.), at least one of the Queens of England (I guess they're kind of born famous, so maybe like...right before one of them gets actually crowned as queen? Maybe during that ceremony itself. That'd be badass.), and....uhhh...King Arthur. That would amuse me.

Well, anyways, it's two in the morning, I'm still sick, so I'm going to go tell Rick to shut the fuck up, then I'm going to bed. Honestly, I've got my music playing, and I can still hear him talking. And apparently he never hears anything from the other rooms. Is it just me? Do I have...super hearing? What the fuck. God dammit, I wish people wouldn't be so fucking loud. Whenever I'm fucking trying to sleep, they're talking on vent or listening to music or playing video games and they all do it fucking loudly. God fucking dammit. It was fucking worse when Rick played Left 4 Dead a lot. I'd have to get up multiple times and tell him to SHUT THE FUCK UP, or he'd be yelling about hordes and tanks and fucking smokers. God damn that pissed me off.

Anyways, telling him to stfu, goodnight all.

Until next time,
I was gonna upload a picture, but then I figured "fuck it".
~Kataron

Use In Moderation

Today is a sad day for pirates everywhere.

The four men behind The Pirate Bay, the best damn torrent site I've ever seen, have been found guilty and sentenced to a year in prison each and some massive fines.

Anyone that doesn't like to pay for movies, or feels that once a television show has been aired for free on television they shouldn't have to pay to watch it again, will be feeling this blow today.

I've been using torrents for years (and I have no money, so suing me would be a waste of time), and I've found that it's a great way to keep up with television shows you might not always get a chance to watch. Do I know when the show Chuck airs on television? No. But do I love that show? Yes. And as for the movies, chances are I wouldn't even watch them if I had to pay for them. The few movies that are generally worth my time, I buy on DVD anyway when I have money. But I'm not going to pay money for a movie and then have it turn out to be utter shit.

/sigh

Anyways, not a great day.

And I'm still sick. I've been going to bed early every night and sleeping a lot, but I still feel like shit when I wake up, and it's gotten somewhat worse in terms of my stomach in the past day or two.

Bah.

Anyways, I'm going to go fish in WoW to try to fish up a turtle. Because it requires absolutely no focus or attention on my part.

Oh, but in case you're wondering, our beloved pirates are set to appeal, and the site is still up. God bless you, Swedish pirates.

Until next time,
Goddamn elusive turtle bastard.
~Kataron

I See Girls

So, I s'pose Ulduar goes live today. For those of you that don't play WoW, that's the new 25 and 10 man raid dungeons. Kinda nervous, this'll be my first dungeon that others have not done before me, so we have no idea what to expect from boss fights, or strategies and tactics to take them down. It means we're going to die an awful lot, and I'll have to stay on my toes.

In other news, Easter was as I expected it to be. Went back on Friday, attended youth group (still active, mostly due to the fact that they have not come and taken Andrew's key away.), then headed home. On Saturday, I went to the bar to listen to Jenny play some music. It was very busy, and I dislike crowds, so I left after about an hour or so. Sunday night we had our Easter dinner, which consisted of ham and scalloped potatoes, which was quite tasty. Hung out with Rebecca the next day, watched Independence Day, then came back here.

I was feeling pretty okay when I got back, aside from a slight headache that worsened as time went along. The Mormons came by again, this time with a short video.

Then they left, and I retired to my room for movies and crunchy crunchy cheesies that Jared was kind enough to buy for me.

But then I started feeling like shit, so I went to bed. At eleven at night. What the fuck. I can't even remember the last time I went to bed before midnight. In fact, I woulda gone to bed earlier, but there was an RP event in WoW, and I didn't want Sebboh to be the only Dwarf there.

So that kept me up for an extra hour and a half or so, then I crashed, and apparently slept through Rick's cat being a massive bitch.

But anyways, more important than ANYTHING I just said, do you fuckers remember the show Quantum Leap?!

...No?

Seriously? None of you remember? What the fuck. God dammit that makes me feel old.

It had Scott Bakula? What the fuck, you don't know who that is either? God dammit. Captain Jonathan Archer of Enterprise. Jesus, people, he's a great actor, you should know who the fuck he is.

*ahem*

Anyways...Quantum Leap. Goddamn good show. The main character, played by Scott Bakula, invents a time machine. It allows him to travel into the past, but only within his own lifetime. He actually leaps into the bodies of different people at various time periods within his own life. But he loses control of it, can't jump back to his own time, can't even jump out of whatever body he happens to inhabit until he fixes something, an error or mistake that they made in their lifetime.

He is aided by Al, played by Dean Stockwell, assists him, from the present. He appears to Dr. Sam Beckett (Scott Bakula) as a hologram, with information regarding the leap and tells him what the computer thinks he should do to trigger another leap.

One of my favourite sci-fi shows ever, and I am in the midst of downloading it in its entirety. I have the first season and most of the second, with seasons three through five sitting at about seventy percent.

Needless to say, I am QUITE excited about watching this again.

But anyways, I'm off.

Until next time,
I just got a call from my doctor....Dr. Dre...He just wanted to let me know that bitches ain't shit. Thanks, Doc.
~Kataron

Blue Sunny Day

I have decided to start a nudist colony. But the only member of the nudist colony will be myself.

That way, if someone comes in and I'm naked, I'll have an excuse.

For example....

Someone walks in, finds me in the nude, and the following conversation ensues.

"...Nate, why are you naked?"

"I'm not naked, it's your imagination."

"No, you're naked. I can see your....You're naked."

"Oh. Ummm...."

*awkward silence*

That's creepy.

Now, if I had a nudist colony, this is how it would go!

"Nate, why are you naked?"

"Nudist colony."

"Oh, that makes sense...I guess..."

And then a dance party.

Awesome!

That's my plan.

Until next time,
Ha, you just read a blog post about me being naked. Sucks to be you.
~Kataron

Endless Triumph

To any of you that care as to my gaming, my guild has just had our first downing of Three-Drake Sartharion, the most difficult encounter in the game. It's what we've been trying to do for the past couple weeks, and it's finally paid off. The reward being a mount and a title. Unfortunately I did not win the mount. I rolled a 97, but someone else rolled a 98. I am displeased with that, but on the plus side, we finally have that fucking thing done.

It was incredibly frustrating to be attempting to down that boss, and to be held back by the failure of just a couple of people who couldn't seem to get out of the way of a giant wall of fire.

Anyways, lots of effort and time, hardest thing in the game, finally done it. Now I'm going to watch some Full Metal Alchemist and go to bed.

Real blog post in a day or two.

Until next time,
I be great.
~Kataron

Fever

Hey there....Ladies....

I've decided to talk more in raids. At this point, they're pretty much familiar with me, so making occasional jokes can't hurt. I like to add "Ladies" to the end of things, and try to make it sexual. But then Vestrell always shuts me down. /sadface

So I signed up last night for a Naxx ten-man today, figuring that I'd go if they needed me, we'd just pop in, blow stuff up, and leave with tokens in hand. But it morphed into a 25-man Kingship/Comitatus raid, with a few others thrown in to fill the gaps, including a hunter that is apparently Rick's "soulmate". He was decent, and it kind of felt good to go with a non-Kingship group. I mean, it was still half-Kingship, but mostly tanks and healers, the DPS was pretty random. Which is probably why I was able to maintain top four in the meters for bossfights all night on DPS, with Eric, a guy named Tacitus (good guy.) and a random DPS that did too much damage for his own good. Seriously. He'd pull threat and die in like every fight, he had no aggro mitigation. Which is why I like being a hunter. Every thirty seconds or so, I can collapse in a heap on the ground and pretend to be deceased, thus wiping the aggression slate clean and turning my foes attention elsewhere. Ha-HA.

Anyways, the point is that I'm awesome. We cleared three out of four wings of Naxx, one boss in the next wing, then a bunch of people had to go, and our vent server crashed, so we called it a night.

It was enjoyable.

But now it's three am, and I am exhausted. I can't really think of a topic to rant about this late. I'll try to come up with something tomorrow.

Until next time,
The best part of the night was when Debr explained the boss fight in his flight attendant voice.
~Kataron

Papa Loves Mambo

Goddamn fucking dragons. I hate dragons. I hate them so goddamn much.

So we're still attempting three-drake Sartharion, which is the hardest thing in WoW. Well, ten man is theoretically harder, but twenty-five man with as many connection issues as we have, very difficult. And by the Gods, we almost had it tonight. We were so fucking close. We had two drakes down. Two drakes down, dammit! And supposedly, that's the fight. The first two drakes. We have the right crew, the right gear, the right mindset, we can get this done. We can do it. We just have to have one good run. We had it on one run tonight, but then we came out of a portal into a flame wall. And you don't have to play WoW to understand that giant walls of flame are FUCKING BAD.

At this point I just want to get it done for the title. It also drops a dragon, but I only have a 1/25 chance of picking that up, with everyone rolling against me. I just want it for the title, since I don't have one yet, and having one of the hardest ones to get in the entire game, that'd feel pretty good.

...Yeaaaaaaaah.

So April Fool's just ended, I guess. There was some comical shit. The Pirate Bay pretended to be purchased by Warner Brothers. I freaked out for a minute, then realized and lol'ed. Wiki's main page had all kinds of made-up crap on it. I lol'ed. Youtube videos were upside down. I didn't lol. Gmail was introducing an "auto-reply" feature. I lol'ed pretty damn hard. Thinkgeek had a series of comically false items up for sale, including a mould to make a dagger out of ice. I lol'ed. And best of all, the WoW forums took whatever was written in a user's post, and made it RP. Funniest shit ever. They took the substance of the post and added all kinds of RP stuff to it, and put the actual text in quotations, and everything else just sounded epic. I lol'ed my ass off.

Nothing really happened around here though. Not that I care? I dunno, April Fool's. Boring. It usually passes without me realizing.

But anyways, I'm cooking dinner for Rick and myself at one in the morning, so I'd best go tend to that. Fish and chips from a box, I am a chef.

Until next time,
Hey guys, I'm gay. Uhh....April Fool's. Ohfuckit'sthenextdaynow. NO HOMO. NO HOMO!
~Kataron