I'm tired.

I need to break something. Destroy something.

I need to get back into my writing. I finally put up a post on the BE RPG, Matt should be happy about that. But I need to start seriously writing again. I haven't stopped writing, far from it. I still writing the Sol Cycle, the next cycle is coming along nicely. I need to get cracking on something big. See, with the Cycle, the stories are episodic. They're all connected, events from one episode pouring into the next. Like alot of anime, if you miss one episode, you miss alot. But it's not fulfilling me like it should.

It's not like I don't have a backlog of ideas, because I have about fifty good ideas for some great stories. I just have to actually break one out and start in on it. Hrm. Maybe it's just that I'm getting a bit tired of writing about vampires. I should try something completely different, just for a change of pace, as they say. After a bit of a break I could go back to the Sol Cycle. So, no more horror/action for a few weeks. Maybe a good scifi is on order. Some kind of time travel story would probably do me good.

Heck, if I'm feeling really different, I might write a realistic fiction.

Hooboy.

Put them both together, and I will probably start destroying things.

Hey, I bought the complete Band of Brothers series on DVD for. . . .

$18.20.



That is one of the greatest things I've ever done. It's just about one of the greatest World War Two stories. Well, that and the flagraisers of Iwo Jima. That is all.

One episode of Band of Brothers left. Bring it on.

I'd like to know who decided that without consulting me first. I am not ok with this. You evil mofos. You will all suffer.

Whew, that was kinda rough. I had a rough sketch on paper for how the program would have to be structured, but then I had to slog through all that syntax that I didn't think about beforehand. On whole, the program took me about three or four hours of solid work to finish.

You know, now that I think about it, sitting and working on school work that hard for that amount of time is probably nothing to most people. But for me, that's a bloody long stretch. That's impressive. That I actually sat down and dove into that without whining or complaining, or even taking a break kinda makes me feel good. Maybe I enjoy programming more than I thought I did.

Anyway, the point is that it's done. Right now, the code is really ugly. Tomorrow I'm going to clean it all up. But that's a tale for another day.

I turned in my treatment for my final film. I think my teacher will like it. I'm hoping to go home next weekend to shoot it, as I'll be editing this weekend. *sigh*

Suddenly I'm doing work and junk. What's become of me?

I don't even bloody want to see anybody today. I just want to pull the head off of a kitten and stomp the life out of a small child. I want to pull the wings off a pixie and bludgeon a dolphin. I hate the world. Burn.

You've gotta be frigging kidding me. In case anyone was wondering, here is my official review of Battlefield Vietnam. Don't buy it yet. Right now, it's bloody terrible. Unbalanced, buggy, and incomplete. Wait till EA patches the game to buy it.

Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid.

Alright, what the heck? Suddenly, there's some kinda sore on the underside of my tongue. It hurts and it's kind of upsetting me. I'm not happy about it at all. Pretty soon, I might just cut off my tongue.

Come on, who are we kidding? That'll never happen.