20 Feb 2006
This weekend I made some new characters in WoW. I made two characters that I haven’t even logged into yet. One was a priest and the other was a… dear god, I can’t even remember. The last one was a warrior.
I have to say, I just love being a warrior. I took my new little guy, a gnome warrior, to level 10 in just over 3 hours. It was pure fun! I call him “The Gnome Ninja” because I try to always give him a staff and he has this great spinning finishing move he uses with it. I’m always going to try and make sure that he has a staff as a two handed weapon, or maybe a polearm in the future.
Some people asked me why I made another warrior, and all I can really come back at them with is “Why not?” It’s just fun. I know what I’m doing. I really enjoy the “in your face” kind of action. One day he will be a feared little DPS(Damage Per Second) gnome. I’ve been thinking that after I hit 20 I might level him flagged for PvP.
I’m going to twink (give all the best available gear and advantages) him out. For example, I’m going to get him so many stamina enchantments that he will have more than double his current health. He will be an unstoppable force!
Completely unrelated, I’ll be going to see Emm Gryner on February 22nd, 2006. Non-negotiable. Come Hell or high water. If I walk away still able to think and speak I might try and do a review of it like I did for Finch a while back. Although, since getting to see and listen to Emm play live is so close to a religious experience for me I might wrap it up with the single word “wow”.
15 Feb 2006
Ilona had one of these up in her blog, and it seemed interesting to me. So, I’d like you all to fill it out for me as well :) (That means you too Meghan)
Hidden Pugmarks Johari Window
Brief description from the website:
The Johari Window was invented by Joseph Luft and Harrington Ingram in the 1950s as a model for mapping personality awareness. By describing yourself from a fixed list of adjectives, then asking your friends and colleagues to describe you from the same list, a grid of overlap and difference can be built up.
14 Feb 2006
It’s Valentine’s Day. Potentiallly one of the most amazing and most depressing days of the year.
For a guy like me, Valentine’s Day is the type of day that you live for. A chance to do all of the little things. A chance to write and give and try and show someone how much they mean to you. A day to celebrate love and relationships.
I may have plans tonight. Sort of… Maybe… Hopefully =)
As it is Valentine’s Day I feel compelled to write something for it. That, and I’m sure some people out there expect me to. Plus, I told someone I would.
To The Girl With No Last Name
I watch you flutter through the sky
Like a forbidden butterfly
A fleeting blur of mottled wonder
Enrapturing all who catch sight of you
With your butterfly kisses
You bring hope to life
Flowers of it blooming along your path
Carrying everyone higher on your wings
When you cross between my eyes and the sun
A bubble of rainbow swirls surrounds you
Almost invisible to everyone
Just barely strong enough to keep them away
You always disappear before it fades
I want to watch it fade some day
Step inside of its boundaries
Really see the heart that beats within
Stand guard over it through the long night
Waiting patiently while the exhaustion ebbs away
Protecting you until the rainbows return
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Don’t forget the flowers!
10 Feb 2006
I've decided to branch out and step away from LJ. My blog from now on can be found at https://hiddenpugmarks.github.io.
I hope you'll all still keep reading it :)
10 Feb 2006
There are moments in life that belie comprehension. Coincidences that go beyond reason.
A good friend of mine got “restructured” out of his job this week. He is pretty upbeat about it all. It was kind of strange because the week before I told him I had been thinking about heading west (like a young man should) and he had said he wanted to as well, but that he had to wait a while to get a certain bonus or stock maturation or whatever.
Then just like that, he’s free.
Since we often talk about where we will work next and what we will do as well as reminisce about the past; talk turned to California. As a friend of mine says “The grass really is greener in California.”
A couple of years ago we went to California for E3. Our whole company went for it. It was a massive celebration event for the 11 months of overtime we had just battled through (our lightest work week was 40 hours in 3 days).
There were ten or eleven of us who decided to head out to Santa Monica and take in the sights as well as soaking up the beach life. After a bunch of wandering around, switching sides of the pier at the beach, etc, I was tired and wanted to sit and take a break. So my friend and I told everyone else to just go ahead and we’d catch up.
So there we were. Just sitting on the edge of a little strip of pavement running along the beach when these two stewardesses (they called themselves that) rolled up to us on roller skates. They asked us if we had some free time and if we would mind following them around and videotaping them.
Do the math. Two single guys who hadn’t been more than 100 feet away from a computer in almost a year + two beautiful stwardesses who want them to run around and videotape them = two guys following around two girls with a camera.
That’s how we spent the afternoon. Then the women took us out for beer. We all hit it off quite well, it’s too bad that we were only going to be down in LA for a couple more days.
It was a legendary event at the company (the legend was extended further after a trip to GDC a year later). The crew on the beach met up with us a few hours later and were all “What the hell? How did you do that? What’s the deal? Who were they?”
Forever the memory of meeting Missy and Erin will be immortalized by the word “Foamy”. There is a story to that, but it is neither interesting nor funny, so it will be skipped.
I am originally from the west, and it has always called to me. Maybe it’s time to answer? Maybe I haven’t gone far enough west? It is really just too hard to decide. All of the major decisions in my life are impulse decisions. I can agonize over what to eat for supper for three hours; but damn if I don’t just up and move myself across the country throwing my life into chaos “just because.”
I’m trying to reverse my decision making habits.