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04/19/2005: "CLOCK"

Hey, what, did'ja think I'd just stop after a year?

I probally would, just cause it works out so well that way.

But no, I'm just busy somehow. All the writing energy I had went into my satire which is now just in another pile, I have a few flashes I feel like working on, but I probally won't cause flash is the most taxing type of computer art I can think of next to 3D modeling, which I also want to do with the whole model some houses into UT2004. And I suppose the biggest reason why I'm not doing any of that is because when I went to the TCF on Saturday (They say it means "Trenton Computer Festival", but it means "Techie Crap Fest".) I picked up a copy of Unreal II: The Awakening and One Must Fall Battlegrounds. So I've been playing those a lot. Plus I finally finished Catch 22, so that must done something to me. Every time I read I always stop reading cause I fall asleep.

Anyway, I'm still looking for some good GBA games since I can't afford a PSP (yet). And I'm just very tired. And hungry. Did I mention hungry?

Yeah well, this is being rushed cause it's only 5th period and I wasted most of the period allready. I'm sure I could find more things to show my view on (probally religion...damn you, Irish Catholic half of me!), but maybe later. Probally not, considering games and sleep.

Oh wait, one new thing. I'm creating a special intrest group under the PC Users Group of Warwick dedicated just to gamers. The only real reason is because then the town gives us a big room and a projector once a month. Sounds good to me. If you like games at all, come to it! Uhh...when it's actually created and the first meeting is held that is...Don't worry, I'll let y'all know when that'll be.

And then...something about how a solution would be to temporairly lower the requirements needed to become a teacher...umm...maybe...

::wanders off::

F*R*A*G: DUDE!!! YOU'RE ON FIRE!!! Quit with the being not dead allready!!!

Do not listen to the pusher robot. He is malfunctioning. Shoving is the answer. Grandpa has been shoved down the stairs. Grandpa has been proteced from the terrible secret of space.