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.......... This is the part where I pretend that you are in the room with me and I'm just talking out loud. Free flow thought. Rambling. Ranting. Tangenting on my own tangents. Y'know, stuff. I may update this page as seldom as several days at a time, or twenty times a night depending on how wired or bored I am at work. You get the really good quality tangents when I'm hyped up on supercaff. In fact, I think I'll go get some right now. That'll force the creative juices for sure!
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7:39EST-WED-4/28/2004

I love me some airsoft. I just got back into it recently what with the job offer and I've been nose deep in the community and my toolbox again. EQ (one of the main reasons for any long silences here) is taking a back seat again. Probably for the best. The sad thing is that at the last game I just about died. Well, not -at- the game. More like afterwards. It was hot and sunny. We were wearing the typical 3 layers of BDU and assault rig common to Airsoft. When the games were over, I noticed I was seeing spots. I just figured I needed some Dr. Pepper. We rushed off to Buddy's Bar-B-Que near the Mine and proceeded to have a meal. That's about when the dying started. Wulf started to feel like ass, I started to feel like ass, Mike started to look like ass... I'm kidding. Mike always looks like ass. I kid! I kid! Maybe it was the food. Maybe it was a sign that I'm getting old and need to shape up. Sitting in a chair all day smoking cigarettes while playing on the computer has really screwed me up. As such, I decided to quit smoking that day. I haven't had a smoke in over 24 hours. I'd -really- like one but I know I shouldn't. Wulf and I did a lot of sitting and wheezing at the games. Mike liked to play alone a lot so I don't know if he was having as hard a time as Wulf and I. The three of us are also the oldest that were there. By over 10 years difference in many cases. Grumble grumble grumble... Young whippersnappers!

14:42EST-TUE-4/6/2004

Crickets....

Sorry about the long absence. EQ. Heh. I do tend to get sucked into long bouts of gaming don't I? I've been trolling tons of forums and web sites groking for info and neglecting my own meager blog. I'm sure all 3 of you are hurt. Sorry. I'll try to post some pr0n for you to make up for it. So... What kind of pr0n would you like? Man on oman? Woman on man? Man on man, woman on woman, midget on midget, midget on rollercoaster, rollercoaster on rollercoaster, fruitfucker 2000? Fruitfucker 2000 you say? You got it!