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Sweet zombie JESUS on a pogo stick! Look at all the feckin' SNOW!?! [10 Feb 2010|04:01pm]
[ mood | chipper ]
[ music | djpretzel - MegaMan 2 HotFlashesMan OC Remix ]

*sounds of an industrial strength shopvac as mountains of dust are sucked away*
Oh, wow. April of last YEAR was my last post. O.o Been one hell of a ride. Lots of fun, lots of drama (some good, lots bad) and plenty of the other little bits of crazy that make up everyday life. One of the best things that happened was starting up our Star Wars tabletop campaign, which has been hella fun. Plenty of writing and plotting and all that good stuff.

I was planning on some sort of neat comeback post, but I honestly can NOT think of anything other than, "Hi, I'm back!". Though I have no idea if anyone actually reads this. Anyway, I'm back and hope to work to update this beast more often (and HOW many times have I sad that in the past, hm? ^_^; )

Oh, and SONUVABITCH THAT'S A LOT OF SNOW!! QUICK, MAKES ME A SNOW HUTT! And there was TOTALLY thunder and lightning when this stuff started last week, I shit you not. The Thunder-Blizzard of 2010, baby!

Ja matta ne, minna-san!

~Zero, out (but not down, bitch! xD)

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I hate being sick >. [23 Apr 2009|02:59am]
[ mood | sick ]

I have somehow managed to contract some sort of sore throat/cold thing, RIGHT when I have three days off. Though I suppose that's not entirely bad, because working like this would be difficult and miserable.

Speaking of that, I seem to have annoyed Haley. Wasn't my intention - my roomie asked if I wanted to accompnay him to GameStop and he'd buy me lunch at the Italian place next-door. I had wanted to get up earlier than noon to play some WoW with Haley, but my current illness kept in bed a bit later than I had wanted. So I was only on for a bit before my roomie and I headed out. Unfortunately, we were gone for longer than expected.

Long story short, she's a bit miffed about being "stood up", which I can understand. It seesm folks do this to her a lot (though I'm not sure most of them are accidental). I'm kind of fighting an uphill curve, sometimes. Poor woman has had a rough lot.

Is it tough for me to take sometimes? Of course.
Am I about to give up on her? No. Hell no. She's worth giving everything I've got. So I'm going to do my best to make it up to her. About all I can do. So for now, I'm gonna down some NyQuil and get some rest so I can join her a bit earlier tomorrow. ^_^

Ja ne, minna-san.

~Zero, out (of...ah you know the rest. ^_~ )

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Never rains, but it pours. [09 Feb 2009|01:17am]
[ mood | blank ]

So. Was on break at work and it's probably good that I was. If I had been on the floor and gotten the call I did, I would not have been able to answer. Needless to say, the call was not a pleasant one.

Was the eldest of my three little brothers. My older brother died the night of the 7th. And needless to say, I did not stay at work. I was shocked when I got the call, and it took a fe wminutes for it to sink in. I was shaking when I left the break room and my voice was shaky when I asked to be let off work. Was upset and on the verge of tears on the way home. But, I haven't cried. I can tell my brother was when he called, or had been. And when I called my mum, she was pretty torn up as well.

I've gone on functioning almost as normal. Which kind of bothers me, as there is a part of me that just wants to break down and be upset. And I say "almost as normal", because I've been kind of half-upset since the call, voice wavering a few times, eyes watering, but nothing concrete. And I'm kind of pissed at myself that I'm not more upset. But, it's been a couple years since I've seen him, and I am in Baltimore. Base says it's most likely the distance, and I am inclined to agree. It will probably be like when my Grandpa passed away - I'm kind of fine now, but when I get there, I'll lose it.

I leave Tuesday, will be gone til Saturday and fuck what work thinks - the flight's booked, so if they try to wheedle me into working, I am saying NO.

For now, I just need to keep myself busy - I can't sit and wallow, or force myself to do something, cause then I WILL break down and I won't be able to function real well at all. I just need to hold on until I get home. Got a call from a friend back home, offering support and condolences, and Base gave me a hug when I got home and let him know.

Hope to be back in better shape by Saturday.
Ja ne, minna-san.

~Zero, out (of everything.)

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Open Foot, Insert Mouth [19 Jan 2009|03:14am]
[ mood | guilty ]

Okay, I should let this drop, but I'm kind of bad at dropping something without a feeling of closure and if I don't get this out of my system now, I'll not get any sleep. >.<

So. Haley offers to run my Warrior in WoW around to get him through some instances, upgrade his gear, stuff like that. I accept happily, as I've not had a chance to do stuff and was a bit behind level-wise. I ended up getting invited to hang out with some folks, and texted Haley while I was out, getting interesting messages about the process and an apparent hairstyle change to my toon.

So I get home, log in and, being the stupid, socially-challenged wank of an as that I am...the first words out of my mouth to her should have been "Thank You". I logged in, looked over my bars, mentioning on Vent about tweaking them back (honestly, I didn't really have to do much, was just musing out loud). That was Stupidness #1. Stupidness #2 - While back, I had run an instance and gotten an armor set piece that I rather liked and wanted to keep. I should have realized she wouldn't vendor it - I knew she wouldn't, as I had mentioned before that I wanted to hang onto it. So, in all honesty I asked where it was. She said it was in the bank.

Swift moves, dumbass. She mentions the fact that she ran EIGHT instances for me and instead of thanks, I was talking about tweaking toolbars. And...I guess, without meaning to, I came off as an ungrateful prick.

I am EXCEPTIONALLY glad and honored that she would take the time to do this for me. But did I have the fucking brains to say so first thing?! No. Maybe I was still readjusting from getting to hang out with folks - something I've not done in a while. Xano's hair had been changed, and it was something that made me chuckle. She offered to pay to change his hair back, and sent the money, which I will promptly return. In all honesty, it was fine. I was amused by it (though the amusement was overshadowed quickly when I realized I had offended the girl I'm in love with. -_-)

She said she was "fine", was "used to it" and would "get over it". But...I feel like I need to atone, to make up for insulting her. Yea, it IS just a game. Maybe I shouldn't be making a big deal of this. But I insulted someone, even though it was unintentional and I don't know how to redeem myself for that. I do my best to try and not slip into being an asshole of a guy - the majority of my sex are thus, and I don't want to be.

Sadly, my open and rather naive way of thinking and speaking have proved to be a huge weakness (not the first time, nor the last, I fear). She said she wants me to drop the thing, that it's just a game and she will get over it by tomorrow. But...I always make up for my wrongs, as best I can. And I dunno how to this time. It's eating at me. I even had my roommate wahck me upside the head for being an insensitive twit (and his grilfriend had him hit me again, for her). She just...dounded so down. She's dealt with that kind of thing from other people, guys in particular, before. And I just shoved my peg closer to that group.

Swift move, dumbass. I'm going to TRY and drop this, really. But...it's gonna eat at me until I can get some sort of closure. It's not alright to let her think that the favor she did for me was unappreciated. It was VERY appreciated. But...I can't reword thigns, or go back and say, "Thank you so very much for the level and new gear! You rock!" I can say it now, but I doubt it will have the same effect. And I almost want to cry because THAT'S WHAT I SHOULD HAVE SAID FIRST.

Instead, I screw up and feel like the sincere apologies I offer are not enough. I would grovel on my belly if it would make up for this. Is it a minor thing? Maybe. Not to me. And yes, I'm probably being overly dramatic and emotional and erratic. I just...want her to know I am sorry for sounding ungrateful when I am flattered that she did the favor she did.

Maybe the apologies and after-the-fact expressions of gratitude are wasted and meaningless. But I hope not. Though, as I wirte this, some of the wording seems like it could be taken wrong and just bite me in the ass. >.<

What I want to say is this:

"Thank you very, very much for taking the time to lend me a hand. I am grateful and hope that I cna return the favor some day."

And:

"I am truly and deeply sorry that I offended you. It was not my intention to do so. I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive this transgression."

There. Now, I can try and drop it and move on. I'd like her to see this, though it might be wearying, as she did ask me to drop the issue. Well, I'll try now. Just...need to try harder, I guess. Get this lead pudding of a brainpan to think and consider things more deeply (which is hard, considering my damn job requires so little brainpower somedays. T_T )

It's not the best, closure-wise. I want to be forgiven for this. Maybe I'm being stupid, but I've made it to a spot in my life I was unsure of reaching and I'd rather not fall back down the hill, so to speak.

And I'm rambling. But, as usual, the rambling has helped calm me down. Gotta move forward. If I can't make up for this, than I'll just have to do my best not to screw up anymore. And if I could get my hands on the people who were ungrateful to her, I'd knock them about the head and shoulders for being twits. And Fraoch is here to knock my head around for me.

. . .

Roommate dropped by and talked for a minute, which helps. I honestly thank my dear and fluffy Lord that I met this man. He has been a constant source of wisdom and insight (and dirty jokes :P) since I've known him. And I help him keep his head on straight, too, so it's a mutual thing. His advice just now - people don't always tell you how to make up for things. The best thign to do is to make sure that I don't screw up like this again. So I will try my best.

So, here's what I'm going to do. I am going to leave her a text, asking her to check out this entry and hope what I was trying to say gets through (and hope that I've not stuck my OTHER foot in my mouth >.< ) Then, I'll drop the issue and do my best to move on. And not do this again. I am pretty sure I'll end up eating foot again, but hopefully I can make sure I don't hurt feelings in the process. xP

Ja ne, minna-san.

~Zero, out (of words that won't sound redundant. To bed with me.)

((P.S. - Forgive spelling errors, it's 4 AM and I'm coming down from being emotional. The Grammar Nazi was shoved in a corner for the duration of this post >.< ))

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Ready to Roll [16 Jan 2009|04:51pm]
[ mood | ecstatic ]
[ music | Disco Dan - Mega Man 2 - Metal Man Goes Clubbing ]

The past two days I have had a major upswing in attitude - I am in a terrific mood (craptastic job not withstanding). The most obvious reason, I believe, is that I have been able to run around and level on WoW with a very dear...okay, no more vague bullshit. It's the girl I'm in love with. And we were good friends before I suddenly found myself falling for her, so, y'know. Getting to spend time with her the last couple of days has been awesome for me (again, events of the other day not withstanding >.< ).

The less obvious thing (to those who aren't me (or my roomie xP )) is that I finally told her how I felt. I had told her I cared for her a lot, at an earlier juncture, and I THINK she might have gotten the gist. But, as the Ever-Wise Panda, Base, told me, there is a difference between knowing and actually HEARING it. At least, I think he said that... Moving on.

She had actually told me the other day (day of the previous entry), before logging off, "I love you". And it floored me. Honestly and completely. Felt like my heart was gonna burst out of my chest, literally (in a good, non-Aliens kind of way). Of course, she logged right after that. -_- I was going to call her, but circumstances prevented such. So, ashamed as I am to say, I texted that little three-word phrase to her.

Yea, yea, text sucks, phone is only slightly better, best is to say it person, right? Well, I work with what I have, a'right? But I think it really made her day when she read it. And that, in turn, made MY day. xD

So! All the crap I'd been wrestling with the last few months is finally out in the open and (hopefully) dealt with. The only way now is forward. Wish me luck.

~Zero, out (of food, we need to do some damn grocery shopping! >.< )

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"I'm not dead yet!" [15 Jan 2009|04:18am]
[ mood | worried ]
[ music | The usual mental soundtrack ]

Okay, so work's finally looking up - i.e. I got my long-awaited raise, so I may actually have MONEY, now. However, other complications have arisen and in such a short span that I'm on the verge of an overload. Let me explain.

. . . .

There is too much. Let me sum up - the woman I'm in love with is in an awful situation, an entire time zone away. I do not own a vehicle of any sort and my abilities to hijack any sort of vehicle are non-existent. And before anyone asks, I do not think using the old "I have a hamster, and I know how to use it!" threat would work in taking over a Boeing. >.< I'm worried to the point that I'm pacing, the grief she's been caused had me so pissed I went out and beat the ever-loving out of one of our garbage bins (and bruised my knucks because I was punching the wrong way) and I have no idea if sleep will come easily or at all.

I know my purpose in life. Or at least, the one I've given myself:

"I am the Rock my friends can lean on, the Shelter from the Storm."

Plain and simple. That's what I do. Yea, I have a day job and all that. But we all have something we're meant to do and for me, that's it. The downside is that when any of my friends are in trouble or hurting and I'm miles away...the helplessness claws at my heart, to the point where I can't focus on hardly anything. It's the worst feeling in the world - I am a fairly laidback gent, as any of my friends will tell you. It takes a lot to get me genuinely pissed off. Messing with those friends is the top. And when said friends are in a sad state and I can't help? Do you WANT to see me bench press a Hemi right before throwing it at a Dumpster?

Okay, so maybe that's an unreasonable stretch, but you get the idea. It's very lucky for those who cause my friends anguish and sorrow. I do NOT like hitting people. I have a hard time sparring in kenpo. However, if any of those antagonists got near me, there had better be a cool head to hold me back. You do NOT fuck with my family. And when you make me your friend, let me into your heart as a friend, that makes you family. No matter how many years or miles seperate us, I will never let go.

I will always have your back. And you guys know it. And if you forgot, then that's your reminder.

And now, since this rant has focused some of the nervous energy and anger, I am going to attempt sleep, keeping my phone near. I have no flashy outfit, no flowing cape nor even a Bat Signal. Maybe I'm not the hero I want to be. But I'll be damned if that keeps me from trying.

~Zero, out ("Ring the bell, Domon Kasshu!")

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One Step Closer to the Edge... [06 Sep 2008|04:09am]
[ mood | exhausted ]
[ music | Star Salzman - Chrono Trigger Black Wind Rising OC Remix ]

Quick heads-up: This will probably sound emo or some such, but it is a mere statement of fact.

The last couple of weeks I have been working longer than average (for me, anyway) shifts. Next week I have a 6 day, 41 hour week - which for me, is a damn lot. Now, I'm not sure if it's my impatience with my job or what, but. Something about me, not sure what, exactly, feels about to break. Like, strained to the limit. And I REALLY don't want to find out whatever will happen when whatever it is breaks. Got enough on my plate with the usual routine without something needing to get put in the shop, as it were.

So. If anyone I normally associate with reads this and I start to seem snappy, or ohterwise off, you've been warned. I'll keep it together as best I can, as per usual. But a little caution never hurts.

Ja ne, minna.

~Zero, out (of his gourd, nothing new there!).

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Searching [14 Aug 2008|05:07am]
[ mood | predatory ]
[ music | Paul Oakenfold feat. Cee-Lo - Falling ]

Well, hopefully this post isn't emo or anything. Aiming for philosophical, really.

For quite some time, I can recall certain dreams. The linking factor among these dreams, all of which were very different, was a presence. A woman/girl/fem what have you. Sometimes I saw her face, sometimes not - though trying to recall her face is like trying to hold smoke. And sometimes, she was different - hair color, eyes, clothes, skin, etc. But the presence is there, always the same. Well, that's something that really doesn;t occur to me until I wake up, but still.

I'd like to think that this is an actual person, but it's very possible that I'm just being a hopeless romantic or childishly optimisitic or something. Should I keep looking? Is it a good idea?

Guess I'll just soldier on and see what happens...

~Zero, out (of money, in need of fundage! >.< )

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- [25 Jul 2008|10:43pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]

There are times when I hate myself for thinking certaint hings, feeling a certain way about stuff or letting certain things bother me or get to me that probably shouldn't.

Been having one of those times. It sucks and irks he hell out of me.

Maybe someday, my backbone will finish growing in. Or I'll actually be able to weather that sort of thing better. But that day is not today. Tomorrow doesn't look good, either.

~Zero, out (like the muthafuggin' gout).

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Incoming [24 Jul 2008|04:28pm]
[ mood | discontent ]
[ music | audioCrucnh - The Stars That Talk ]

So. I can feel anohter "funk" coming on. I can feel myself slipping in that direction, see signs that I'm gonna be somewhat confused and a tad miserable in the near future.

And I have no idea how to stave it off or stop it.

It probably doesn't help that bills kill my checks just about every week. Well, at least the last several. That pisses me off, really - and I am searching for more gainful empoyment.

Haven't been eating much lately, though we REALLY need to go grocery shopping. The pantry is running out and the stuff in the freezer requires more effort than is feasible most days.

And, there are other things that seem to be getting to me moreso than usual, which is what set me off to the fact that I am slidding toward "funk" territory. I tend to be more emotional than most people, I think. It has its advantages, and it has its drawbacks. I aslo tend to overthink, overworry and generally fret about things that I really shouldn't - and the mind-numbingness of my job doesn't help, as I can be ringing a four cart load fo groceries and my brain will be going over this stuff. And most of the time, in the past, these things would get resolved in some way and I'd be in the clear.

But this latest thing...I don't think it's going to be resolved. Or at least, not any time soon. And the resolution will probably not be helpful.

So. Suffice to say, there is more on my mind thatn there should be, and I am trying to straighten things out, but it's tough as hell.

Wish me luck, ya? 'm gonna need it.

~Zero, out (of money, but plenty of time).

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A Goal [09 May 2008|03:00am]
[ mood | contemplative ]
[ music | SEATBELTS - Tank! (Luke Vibert Remix) ]

There is something that I want. Something that, to some, might seem outalandish or foolish, or maybe even selfish, to some degree.

To me, however, I only see it as being a little different from the norm.

Not going to say what this goal is, because it might invite all sorts of things, including bad luck.

Needless to say, I will strive to attain this unlikely, seemingly impossible goal, in every way I can. Maybe I'll achieve it. Maybe I'll crash and burn. It's all or nothing, I think.

But I have to try.

Wish me luck. ^^

~Zero, out (of wit and banter. Oh, and money, too. ^_^; )

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Frustration Exemplified [01 May 2008|02:47am]
[ mood | frustrated ]
[ music | rungran - Blue Rose ]

One of the biggest things that hurts me, drives me into a frenzy at my helplessness, is when one of my friends is upset or down or hurting and I can't BE there. Most of the time it's distance that prevents this, but when all I can do is offer words of sympathy and encouragement...just makes me wish I could do MORE. Call it a weakness, call it silly chivalry, but I will never be able to change that.

However, even if all I have are my words for them, though I may stumble and say something in an awkward fashion, ramble endlessly or just spout something entirely pointless, it's heartfelt.

Guess it all comes down to doing whatever I can to help.

~Zero, out (of everything I need).

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ROFL [01 Feb 2008|12:16am]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Cranius - Big Blue Dress ]

Random entry, but a thought occurred to me at work, as I was ringing up items (I'm a supermarket cashier).
Is it immature of me that I have to repress a chuckle every time I see the cock flavored soup come through my line? No joke, we have in our "international" section, soup that says, in huge, bold green letters COCK and under it Flavored Soup Mix and a rooster underneath that. Though the "Fish Tea" is amusing as well. Not as amusing as cock-flavored soup.

Now I KNOW it's supposed to be, like, rooster flavored (is there a difference between chicken and rooster when it comes to soup..?) but...come on. Maybe my mind is in the gutter a lot lately, but I KNOW most of the people I hang out with would totally giggle or snicker if they saw that. Seriously.

That's all from me. Ja ne, minna-san!

~Zero, out (of money, time is a little better this week. xD)

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What dreams may come... [30 Dec 2007|12:31am]
[ mood | frustrated ]
[ music | Scooter - Fire ]

So, I had a bad dream last night. Not bad as in scary or nightmare, more like unsettling in a way. Though it wasn't distrubing while I was in it; that part settled in after I sat and remembered it and had a chance to think it over.

Well, it wasn't ALL of the dream, just the most vivid part I can recall. Which is enough (and lately I can only recall piecemeal bits of my dreams anyway, if I remember them at all). The description follows. And it's kind of...well, graphic. If you don't think you can handle it (or REALLY don't want to know) then stop reading now.

For the rest of you... )

The thing that bugs me most about this dream was the fact that I was being intimate with another girl and for some reason, was going to keep it secret from my grilfriend. In other words - I was cheating. And when I sat back and went over the dream, I was rather pissed at myself. The fact that the thought was in my head was enough for me to get kind of upset. I love Jen more than anything, miss her like hell, too. And it kind of hurt that thee was any part of me that could think that. My thoughts on it are A.) On some level I kNEW it was a dream; and/or B.) I was under the influence of a lower part of my brain functions at that point in the dream. We'll just say I miss my girlfriend for a myriad of reasons and soem of those reasons decided to shanghai part of my REM sleep and leave it at that.

But yea, just REALLY bothered me. Because I know I would NEVER actually DO that. Rather drive a truck full of nitro through a course of speed bumps doing sixty while covered in fire ants than hurt her.
...
Well, okay, maybe not the fire ants. But still.
Um...any thoughts or comments (hopefully of a comforting or positive nature) would be greatly appreciated. ^_^;

Ja ne, minna-san.

~Zero, out (of money, but time's not too bad.)

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ZOMG, I are action hero(ine)! [27 Nov 2007|03:08pm]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Robert Miles - Children (Full Length Dream) ]


Which Action Hero Would You Be? v. 2.0
created with QuizFarm.com
You scored as Lara Croft

A thrill-seeking, slightly unscrupulous, tough-as-nails archaeologist, Lara Croft travels the world in search of ancient relics perhaps better left hidden. She packs two Colt .45s and has no fear of jumping off buildings, exploring creepy tombs, or taking on evil meglomaniacs bent on world domination.


Lara Croft


79%

Captain Jack Sparrow


75%

Indiana Jones


71%

William Wallace


67%

Maximus


58%

The Terminator


54%

James Bond, Agent 007


54%

El Zorro


50%

Neo, the "One"


50%

The Amazing Spider-Man


42%

Batman, the Dark Knight


38%




So...if I became an action hero...I guess I'd end up changing genders...? That'll be damn weird. O,<

LOL

Ja ne, minna!

~Zero, out (of ways to stay entertained, TIME FOR ZOMBIES!!!)

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Merely a flesh wound... [19 Nov 2007|12:00am]
[ mood | blah ]
[ music | Star Salzman - Chrono Trigger Forever Until Tomorrow ]

I'm not dead yet! Honest! I feel fine!

Okay, enough Monty Python.
Still alive and kickin', though whether anyone reads this bugger anymore...no clue. Eh.

So I looked over some actions of mine the past few days and realized that I've been something of a tool in regards to my girlfriend. -_-; Taking a bit of willpower to keep from getting the claw hammer from the closet here and trying to knock some sense into my damn fool head. Honestly. I wasn't trying to be insensitive or a moron or anything. My intentions were good, though there is a saying about a road to a certain hot spot paved with those kinds of intentions. In which case, I am taking the offramp, thank you very much.

Maybe I'm just lonely? I dunno. I love Base and Kasper, really do. Good friends, bit rough but they're good guys. Still, I wish I knew more people down here I could hang out with. Most of my socializing is onlie these days and while that's all fine and dandy, nothing beats good ol' face to face chillin'.

Gawd, I need a car. ;_;

Meh. 'side from the usual gripings about work (though the folsk I work with rock. ^_^) nothing real noteworthy here. Think I'll go try and bring the heat on AC 4. Missile Barrage! xD

And from now on, I will try and keep from commmitting any claw-hammer-sense-knocking-worthy stupidity. TRY. Can't really make any prmoises. I mean, it's me, after all. ^_^;

Ja ne, minna-san!

~Zero, out! (but not down! Ha!)

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Loss of a great man. [19 Sep 2007|10:28pm]
[ mood | melancholy ]

Yesterday, September 18th, 2007, my grandfather John "Jack" Reece, Sr. passed away. He had been in the hospital on life support because his kidneys failed. He was taken off and several hours later, in the company of his wife Ruth, went to sleep and passed on into the great unknown.

I got the call from my mother shortly before leaving for work earlier today. It's been some time since I've heard her so torn up, though I can't blame her. Was her dad, after all.

It's taking a bit to sink in, though there are times I can feel tears pricking at my eyes, even while I type this. I loved my grandfather dearly and despite occasional disagreements, he was one of those people who never gave up on me and believed (and probalby still does) that I am capable of great things. I wish I could see the service they are having for him - he was in the Air Force (and served in the Pentagon for several years, as well), so he's getting an honor guard and everything. We'll be having a smaller family memorial service when my family goes down in October. I hope my brothers and sister are okay. Not sure if they've been informed yet.

I think that, like with Krista's death, the full implications will hit me once I go down there. Or maybe not. Maybe it'll sneak up on me here. Guess we'll see. Until then, I'll continue onward. Doubt Grampa'd want me being too down. Probably want me to keep goin', push ahead. I loved him dearly and I will never forget what he's taught me.

RIP John "Jack" Reece, Senior
We'll miss you, Grampa.


Ja ne, minna-san.

Zero, out.

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D'oh... [10 Aug 2007|01:46am]
[ mood | >.< ]
[ music | Motley Crue - Kickstart My Heart ]

Well, not ENTIRELY what I expected...
So I called the cell phone of the fellow my girlfriend is staying with. He answered and said she couldn't come to the phone and asked if he could take a message. I told him it was her boyfriend and I had her game card for WoW. He said he;d have her call back.

Well, she did and she snapped at me and said not to call that phone anymore, as it seems the phone's owner is sick of people calling for her. First time I get to talk to her in a month or more and I get snapped at. I apologized, mentioning it was the only real way I had to contact her, aside from e-mail. Or through WoW. She agreed that it sucked and apologized for sounding snappy. Appears she'd had a shitty day and they were helping someone move. And if the phone's owner got pissed with her, then I understand why she was short with me.

I accepted the apology and wished her a better day tomorrow. And I meant it. She's in kind of rough spot, through no real fault of her own. The thing that smoothed it over, for the most part, though was she told me she loved me before we hung up, a sentiment I returned.

Hope things start looking up for her. Just wish I could help in a more direct way.

In other news, I found that when it comes to me and Base in HALO, he tends to pwn my ass, especially when I miss in my attempt the runs his ass down with my Warthog. >.< That's all for now. Just had some stuff to get off my chest.

Ja ne, minna-san!

~Zero, out (of time, but still have some moeny left! xD)

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OMG LOL [27 Jul 2007|01:31am]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Daisuke Ishiwatari - Writhe In Pain/Remix ]

So! Managed to get my check cashed today and had a sammich for break.

And I feel a million times better. ^_^
Is it possible that my malaise was merely lack of food? Something THAT SIMPLE? Man I hope so. If so, I should be okay until my next check. Man, I can't wait til we get these damn bills levelled. -_-; Once we aren't behind, we should have a chance to build up enough cash that we can keep from falling behind again. I still have to square my account, though. >.< Freaking overdraft charges BURN! >.<

Ja ne, minna-san!

~Zero, out (of whatever was bugging me. Yay! xD)

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Off... [26 Jul 2007|03:24pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]
[ music | The Ataris - Connections Are More Dangerous Than Lies ]

Dunno why, but I've been feeling off lately. It was there before Otakon, but the excitement of actually being at the con after a hiatus kind of shoved it into the background. But now it's kind of back. Well, I can push it back, to a point, but it builds and surges back for a time.

It's like...I'm waiting for something to happen. Or something's coming...just...dunno what. It's kind of like nervous anticipation. Only not the pleasant kind. Closer to dread, but not as strong toward the negative sense. Just... I dunno. *sigh* It's bugging the hell out of me. I don't know WHY I'm feeling like this...almost a tangible feeling in my chest sometimes. I just want whatever's coming to get the fsck here and get it over with so I don't have to deal with this anymore. Testing the limits of even my patience.

And missing my girlfriend doesn't help. But that I can deal with. Well, better than this...whatever it is. -_-

Better to deal with loneliness of the heart than this...hanging dread. Or whatnot. Gotta fight on, though. Keep pushing on. Run until I have to crawl. And when I can't do that...well, I hope there's someone there to carry me.

Or maybe there's someone I should be carrying? I dunno. I had a point, but I went and rambled. Well, let's see how this goes...

Ja ne, minna-san!

~Zero, out (of food. Grocery time! >.< )

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