she’s come undone

Hi, how are you?

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I have only listened to this song once, but hey that one time I liked it. So, I am letting you listen too. Yeah, I’m looking at you, Nik.

You know, in December I started trying to rip all my CDs to put on my iPod, and I’m not even in the H’s yet. Why do I have so many damn CDs. I’ll probably want to rip my mix CDs too, because I’m just that anal. I also can’t remember which purchased songs from iTunes I have moved over to the iPod and which I haven’t and oh my god is this a boring subject.

Maybe I should talk about Niklas and his anime lifestyle. Niklas enjoys such fares as Fullmoon and Dragonball Z. I can’t be 100% certain, but he might also be an expert on Yu Gi Oh. No this is boring me too.

I had some issues with my host the other day. It was not a happy experience. It finally worked itself out, but I imagine that I now have a “Bitchy Ass Customer” flag next to my name. That’s ok. As long as my sites work I am happy. I did try to be nice at first, even used an emoticon, but towards the end there I was at the end of my rope and wanted them to know it. Lo and behold a light bulb went off and things got solved.

I had somehow forgotten over the last few weeks that I am supposed to be making a new forum layout. phpBB 2 had a lot of issues and lack of certain features that I needed, but when it comes to theme making it was so much easier than vBulletin! Oh phpBB how I miss the single folder of images, and the single CSS file to edit. Oh Jelsoft, please make vBulletin 4.0 more streamlined. And by streamlined I mean less bloated, thanks bb.

Indian Givers

Woot only a few days after the last update!

Aah, that good ol’ politically incorrect phrase. A week ago or so I began to think about people who “give” something only to change their minds and keep it. I’ve encountered it personally as well as seen it happen to others, and really it’s just tacky. To me, it isn’t so much a person deciding they would rather keep the gift for themselves, it’s the backpedaling or outright denial of this fact.

I honestly think people should just be upfront and say “I want this. Sorry.” instead of pretending that they either: a) never “gave” it to you b) aren’t keeping it for themselves just “sharing”, and I guess there should be a third option so, c) never mentioning the object in hopes the would-be-giftee is stupid.

I suppose embarrassment keeps people from admitting to such things, and maybe I’m just too blunt and callous to understand this concept of shame. But that is so stupid, just own up to it! Everyone who knows about the situation knows you are an Indian giver, so why not admit it? If a person says “I bought this camera (or whatever) for you. :D” but never, you know, gives the camera up, they are…. Well, a lot of things. The worst is when years later they go “oh no, I really did buy it for you!” Uh huh, yeah.

When you get right down to it, I look down on the act of denial more so than the keeping of the “gift”.

Oh am I?

London!

OK! Jesus! Here is the London post! I will answer Niklas’ questions first.

I did enjoy London. It was different, but not nearly as different as I expected. Of course, England is the mother country. So yes, the layout of the city, the architecture, the various accents, all those Thai restaurants, the Tube, etc, weren’t things you’d find in Phoenix. But I didn’t feel that same sense of “omg I’m not in the US! Someone save me!” I got in Mexico City. Probably because they speak English in England. Har. Anyway, I didn’t notice anything “unsuspected”. Whatever that means, Niklas. I was semi-disappointed in the London boys. I didn’t see many, and the ones I saw more often than not weren’t my style. Obviously, I need to hunt the suburbs for my English lover. Aside from wondering how much damage Jan/Kate were doing to MW I didn’t think of WOT at all, really. Wow, this is all sounding very rambling. Anyway, I didn’t buy much of anything because everything was expensive as hell. Well I guess that is one thing I noticed that was unsuspected! I didn’t expect the dollar to be as weak as it was. Good lord. The exchange rate made me think that a MW meet in Sweden might be better for Marie’s wallet. So in that sense, yes I did think of Niklas. I also thought of Laura whilst clothes shopping with my mom. I thought it would be fun to go clothes shopping in London with Laura. It wasn’t so much fun with my mother, however.

As far as food goes, we didn’t eat much. A lot of tuna and cucumber sandwiches. We went for pizza, and mom wanted pepperoni. The only pizza they had with it(this was a little local restaurant run by real Italians) was an “Americana” pizza. I wanted something “different” because it seemed cheap to buy a pizza with America in the title while in Europe. Anyway, the pizza didn’t taste or look anything like American pizzas, so I guess I shouldn’t have worried. Although it didn’t taste that good either. I think I’ll stick to European recipes for pizza while in Europe from now on.

We drove around Hyde’s Park. We saw a lot of parks, actually. I have no idea why you want to know about it, though. Speaking of driving, no I didn’t get hit by any cars. People do drive like manics there, but I only noticed that while either in a taxi or on a bus.

I didn’t tease anyone about their accents, Nik.

I did ride the Tube and the ticket system wasn’t hard. Well, mom and I were lazy and just went to the counter to buy tickets instead of using their other thing. Although at the Russell Square stop the…thing (I swear the word is just at the tip of my fingers) wasn’t working anyway.

Good lord you ask so many question! I’ll have to hit the “read more” tag.
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WTH

Um, yeah. I forgot I had did this quiz and…saved it as a draft. So I will just publish this and get it out of the way while I write my next real post. (It was some D&D quiz)

Your Score: Monk
You scored 57 Holy, 71 Tactful, 87 Natural, and 30 Arcane!

Awkward at low levels, an unstoppable juggernaught at high levels, you are the monk. I think an honest attempt was made to make the kind of monks you always see in those awesome movies from China, but really, they came up with something pretty weird here. You are so in tune with the natural harmonies of this world that you can destroy *anything*… sure, you can hit for subdual damage, but where’s the fun in that? At the end of the battle the fighter wipes his sword clean of blood and resheaths it feeling pretty hard-core… until he looks over at you and sees you standing in a pile of maimed and unconscious bodies, completely unarmed, and entriely placid-faced… Fighter: “Well fought, Brother Learned Fist! Ha ha!” *said ill-at-ease* Monk: “There, in the trees… a baby morning dove just took it’s first flight while I was disembowleing this ogre with my quivering-toenail… so beautiful… or did you not notice?” Your main function in the party is to keep things a little awkward for everyone else.