Listening to All My Life from the Foo Fighters.

Another day passes. Damn. It's nice around today, just like yesterday. That horrid cold front passed by two days ago and it has been getting steadily warmer, like it should be. I had the chance to go out yesterday and grab some nice pictures of the bay across my street.

Unfortunately, I would have had this posted up an hour ago, yet I've been raking my fucking yard for that entire hour. I'm taking a break from it right now to get these screenshots up.

Listening to It's Too Late For Love from Def Leppard if I'm not mistaken...

Wow. What a weird load of shit went down yesterday. Spent most of the day talking to sailoreagle and working on Renegade Alert, then passed out around 3:30 PM. I can't exactly remember. All I know is that I woke up at 9 PM, then went back to sleep...

Dreamed about some WHACK SHIT and woke up at 12 AM. Went back to sleep, dreamed more, sleep, more dreams, and sleep again, finally waking up at 4:30 AM and being unable to sleep anymore.

What a trip that was. I need to try staying up for over 24 hours and pull that off again.

Lets see what else... You can check out my new desktop and my desk itself by checking these three links:

http://renegade.the-pitts.net/uploads/post-2-1050056755.jpg
Here's my desk... Bad 15" monitor, good speakers...

Subwoofer and main stereo stuff is hidden.

Oh, that big shell is what the USAF gave to me, a 30mm round of ammunution from an A-10 Warthog. It weighs in around five pounds without any powder or depeleted uranium in it.

http://www.n00bstories.com/image.fe...p?id=2094153381

This one shows my dog-tags, my crystal, and my two GDI logos, one carved from wood, the other cast from brass.

http://www.n00bstories.com/image.fe...p?id=1908386082

Listening to The Girl's Got Rythm by AC\DC

So it's 6:48 AM, and I've been up since 1:47 PM yesterday. Looks like I won't be getting any sleep until late today when I pass out. Gotta straighten out this fucking sleep schedule of mine or I'll never get a decent night's rest.

IT'S STILL COLD OUTSIDE

FUCKING A

APRIL DOES NOT EQUAL 40 DEGREE TEMPERATURES IN FLORIDA

NEGATIVE

LIES

WRONG

APRIL = GOOD TEMPERATURES IN THE EIGHTIES. NOT FORTIES. LIES!

Bah. Humbug.

Hey Bob, I've got something to say to you:

Every time you spam my comment script, I just hit "Delete all" and everything you wrote for however long it took is destroyed in two seconds.

Having fun, chief? I can keep it up as long as you can. :-)

FUCK

IT'S COLD OUTSIDE

I NEARLY FROZE MY ASS OFF JUST WAKING UP OUT OF BED

FLORIDA SHOULDN'T BE LIKE THIS

AHH

That's really strange. Feels like 25 degrees outside. Totally overcast, lots of wind, no rain in sight... Dry air, heh. I love it, but damn, it's April - it should be hot here, not cold.

Wow, some loser decided to try and flood my comment script on the last message.

Furthermore, he had the gall to write "Go get a job and help the human race." Right, like being a net troll and flooding my weblog will help the human race. People are so fucking stupid sometimes.

Got further in that game modification today. I'm really getting good at terrain designs. Never thought it possible before, but coupled with my texture creation and Max knowledge, I'm knocking the socks off the competition. Only means good news for myself on this.

Still raining out there, I think. http://www.weather.com/outlook/travel/map/32580?from=LAPmaps&name=index_large_animated&day=1

Ended a while ago. Oh well, it'll come back again soon. Nice and cool outside - making me shiver a bit because the fan is blowing all that nice air into my room.

4:48 AM again. Aren't I lucky? I stay up all night and day and receive nothing for it. Wheee.

Learned how to create basic textures in Photoshop earlier this morning. I'm a fast learner for this type of thing, so I'm getting there... Creating texture-maps is fun, and will help me land a job as a level designer. The more I learn, the less college is necessary due to hands-on experience. Talk about a money saver.

I stand corrected, it's 5:16 AM. Got carried away in creating a texture-map. I need to go to sleep soon.

It's raining again - awesome.

Yea, so I'm visiting Classmates.com again... And guess who signs up? Rebekah Fordham, someone I wanted to know well for a good deal of my life but never had the chance to. Amazingly she has conservative political views which is something I share. I wonder if I'll ever get to talk to her again. I miss a lot of the people I used to know.

Unfortunately I do not have the money to be paying for a Classmates.com membership. Maybe I'll find a way before the week's end, I did have something like $170 a while back - which mysteriously disappeared from my wallet one morning.

I'll get in touch with them all someday. Someday... Make up for the past wrongs I had done.

Wow, it's raining nice and hard outside. Though I cannot enjoy the view of the dark clouds, it's still nice to hear the rain and see the lightning flash off in the distance like artillery flashes in a major war. There isn't much better than this, at least for me.

Currently listening to System Shock 2 - Background Theme

Guess what - the damn dogs didn't sell. Adorable as the little guys are, they didn't sell. Julie, their mother, had four boys, and the man who stopped by the house wanted a female Jack Russell. Oh well, probably end up selling them to the pet store. They'll find a good home.



That's all four of them in their rather large cage.

Started raining just a while ago. Don't mention it much to many people, but I absoultely love the rain. I don't see why anyone else wouldn't - it brings everything back to life. Such an invigorating feeling it is to take a long jog in the rain and sense the world in a different perspective.

I'll end this with a good joke.

So I'm sitting in my chair, and this bill collector calls me. I tell him "You know, it's guys like me that keep YOU in business. If it weren't for guys like me who didn't pay their bill, you'd be out of a job. Guess what? If you keep calling me about paying my bill, I'm gonna have to pay it. Then I'll tell my friends to pay their bills too. Then they'll tell their friends to pay their bills, and the only thing you'll be collecting is welfare, you son of a bitch!"

That reminds me, I had a really strange dream last night.

I remember walking outside of my old house, and seeing the Moon, grotesquely large above the treetops. It was partially full, and was pulsing blood red and white. The sky was looking especially frightening as the stars were blown out of proportion and most were shades of red. The thing about it all was that it felt familiar to me, as if I had been through it before. I shrugged it off and walked into a bar across the street.

I'm sitting at a bar with some girl and some people around me... And God is standing behind me, and they're laughing that they know more than he does. I say, "How can you know more than the one who created you? It's impossible to do that." God smiles at me and sends some kind of thought into my head... They continue on, ignoring me, about how they're the supreme people in the universe and everything most people would say today.

He came over to me and stood before me, and I was in awe of how amazing God was. I prayed before him and prayed for salvation, because I could feel the end of the world coming on. Instead of burning to death and ending up in Hell, as the others were, I woke up at some house. It was partially snowing outside, and nothing was happening... Almost as if I was in Heaven, but my own version of it. It was quiet outside, the night was dark... Snow piled up outside in small clumps, and still nothing happening except the occasional automobile moving along the street.

I woke up shortly after that, but it was strange nonetheless.

Damn it. I really passed out. It's 4:07 PM and the alarm clock did nothing to wake me up. Seems like the only thing it's good for nowadays is keeping the time properly.

Haven't taken a shower yet... My right eye is burning painfully every time I blink because of something irritating it. I don't know what it is, but I fucking hate it when I get that from being tired. So I'm sitting here waiting for the bug-man to finish spraying my house and I can't take a shower until he does. Great.

Not.

First thing I've really noticed is that it's overcast outside. Maybe it will rain today like they said it would yesterday. Maybe it won't. Don't know, don't particularly care too much at this moment. Had to get up to let the bug-man spray my room, hopefully the flea problem will be gone. I've got two Jack Russell terriers, a Siamese kitten, and four Jack Russell puppies (Getting those sold off for $400 each.) so you can imagine the flea problem this house has. This should take care of it.

I wonder what the rest of the day holds for me.

Currently listening to New Order - True Faith.

Ahh, found something humorous before I finally go to sleep.

This is really an inside joke dealing with my Dildo of the Day script on mIRC. IRC.RadiantX.net #n00bstories

I just noticed something. I want to sleep, but I can't seem to be able to. I want to work on Renegade Alert (Aforementioned modification.) yet I cannot find the will to do that. I'd like to go read the newspaper... But I forgot to go get one today.

I have a few options in my total boredom here. I can continue to read TTLG, read the ORF, or just go lie down on my waterbed and hope that I'll eventually fall asleep. I wonder if I'll have the same dream I had last night, though...

Saw myself walking down Brooks Street in Destin, in a crowd of people. Of all things, I saw a bunch of old casual friends that I knew in high school and elemantry school... I saw Rebecca, Steve, Eric, and the others again. For once, they wanted to say something... They had so much to share, so much to give. Time had flown by for them and life was becoming fun for some, exciting for others... None had known any sorrow or pain, none had died, none were unhappy. As well as I can wish this was a reality for all of them, it all ended as soon as I woke up. The human mind is such a paradox. It creates fantasies of well-being when it knows it not to be true. Perhaps we're all living a lie and cannot see it, for our minds cannot perceive the reality of the world without destroying whatever emotions we have left.

Such fragile creations we are...

I think one song fits my mood really well right now. "In The End" by Linkin Park. "I tried so hard, and got so far, but in the end - it doesn't even matter. I had to fall to lose it all, but in the end - it doesn't even matter."

I'm off to sleep. I'll feel like hell tommorow if I don't get to bed now. Maybe I'll hit the beach sometime this week, if the weather holds out. Looks like that won't happen considering there's your stereotypical Big-Motherfucking-Cold-Front headed for Florida by tommorow. It's supposed to rain all week. While I love rain and thunderstorms, I want to go to the fucking beach for once. It's been a long time since I visited the East Pass in Destin. If I have to sit out there in an electrical storm just to enjoy the water, I think I'll do it. Sleep for me, updates come as I feel like doing them... Probably once a day or whenever I have something of worth to write.

So I'm sitting here, as usual... Not much going on this early in the morning. Nothing that I can hear, anyways. Rock music is drowning out any ambience outside the window.

I wonder why I'm so drawn to the night like this. I cannot help but wonder what compels me to watch it in what could be described as envy every time I look out the window, or step out the door. Perhaps I'm seeing more to it than what really exists here, or maybe I'm insane? Regardless, as a good friend once stated... "Sanity is highly overrated." Makes me wonder how right she is, and how wrong I am, sometimes.

Upon closer inspection, I'll have to clean this room out again. Garbage is piling up, comes from me being uber-busy with a game modification. Surprisingly I'm making a lot of headway with it, but I'm losing a lot of sleep and whatever social life existed before this is totally erased. It doesn't really matter to me, as I've survived alone most of my life. Sure, I owe my physical existence to those around me, but I owe my emotional, spiritual, and mental development to myself only... What I'll always do is reach for the skies above, and attempt to glide through the air... God only knows where I'll land, or where the wind will take me.