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in the valley of darkness in the shadows of the night rising from the ashes of humanity he lives for honor THE REALM OF THE ROGUE MARINE |
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Gee...Would you like to meet my pet facehugger?
Greetings,
I�ll finish that Alt Entry I was writing probably tomorrow or so. Right now I don�t have enough Creative Genius juice to complete it. Then again, that assumes I had enough there to begin with. The jury�s still out on that.
I think I almost had like a stress-attack today. Yesterday I went down to The Worx Online, the local cyber-caf�, with Rico. We played Counter-Strike on a LAN and on the Internet for about three and a half hours. We got there around 2:30, and I was planning on staying there until nine, since that is the time Nicki would get off from work I would then take her home with me, so I drove our car there. Rico and I were kicking each other�s asses when we were playing one-on-one, and our gaming on the �net wasn�t much different, but around 6:30 or so, I became unexplainably depressed. I went home, and talked to Nicki about it when I went to pick her up. We ate dinner, and I started to feel better. Later that night, well, heh, let�s just say I got to vent some excess tension, and so did Nicki. We�ll be leaving it at that, thank you.
This morning though started out well enough. I had set the alarm to wake me at ten so that I wouldn�t sleep in too late. Well, I woke up, but Nicki conned me into going back to sleep until around 12:30. I must have looked worse than I felt when I got up, because Nicki asked me if I was doing okay. I felt alright, and didn�t think nothing of it. Then around eight this evening, I must have had a stress-attack. I kinda felt it coming on earlier, since I was playing Aliens vs. Predator online and that didn�t chill me out. I just hugged Nicki, and just talked. Witchy figures it might have had something to do with my near-death experience, but I think it�s only part of something larger. Maybe I�m slowly overloading. Perhaps it�s a combination of all the stuff going on with work and life that�s slowly turning me into a lifeless ball of blood and bones. I�ll probably find something to bleed off that stress.
I was playing Aliens versus Predator 2 again. I found that by playing a facehugger, you get to cause more damage. In fact, I even decided that I�m going to make a page based on it. Here�s a screen shot of me in action:
 I tell you what. There are some times when I would like to grab life by the face and make it MY bitch for once. But anyways, I�ll soon make a �most annoying� page. A page where I�ll pace stuff that I would love to turna facehugger lose on. Stay tuned for that, but now I�m off to bed. Before something happens that prevents me from sleeping. Sleep is short and sleeping pills are cheap. We shall snooze again
Personal Log, 25 Apr 2004 - 2004-04-25
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