Quoting the Headless Horseman

"This end have I reached before. What new adventure... lies in store?"

Two Days Poem

So cold is the night, and so is the morning
my feet are numb, my hands swollen
Freezing chills and sub-climate woes
are what's to come for my life and soul

Please, oh, please, get me out of this
it's my fault I'm here, I acknowledge
that a time like this only arrives
when one is ill-prepared for such ire

So Close is the Future

Four is wonderful. Twenty-nine is better. And getting a chance to play things and work on other things is wonderful. But that won't be a story to be told until next month.

And that is because my future holds something interesting for me. It might be interesting for you as well. (Well, let's face it: not really.) We'll see what that is later.

What Is This

So, today's the last Sunday of the month. That's a good and bad thing - it marks the beginning of the end. There's an era that's beginning soon - and I'll be damned if anyone makes things weird for me.

Yes, this appears to be cryptic. It is. I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. But in due time, I think something will come.

A Weekend Cut Short

Time for the weekend. And that means I work. Whoo?

Some Kind of Trauma

Today's not looking too hot. I have to be honest with you on that. Hell, this entire month hasn't looked all that hot. I'm sure y'all have realized this by now.

And now... now it gets even worse. But we'll see what the weekend brings and what the end of the month shall grant me.

And as I speak in metaphors, I know that life is trying to interpret it all.

New Journies

A journey must be made to someplace new in order to live - not survive.

Lametober

This month has been one rather lame one in terms of blog content quality. Sadly, there's nothing I can really do to change that. What's done is done, and I'm stuck knowing that this October wasn't as epic as last year's.

Not like it matters anyway - I haven't really been at 100% all month. However, I'm sure that by the start of next month, it'll pick up and become better. The blog, I mean.

Well, we'll see, won't we?

As Eternal Darkness Rose

This morose shroud of the night
Was scattered throughout the air.
Around, the lights shone brightly,
But for him he did not care.

He simply trods down the road,
Indiff’rent his path would be.
Expressionless his face was,
Walking uncontrollably.

A fruitless search he began,
Yet surrender? No, he’d fight.
He resumed his noble quest:
The search for the hope and light.

Throughout that time the city
Broadcast glamour and appeal,
But these illuminations
Were without a doubt unreal.

Wait, hold on! It’s just midnight –
Far too early in the morn’!
The darkness still envelops;
The dawn has yet to be born.

Hours and hours later
And sunrise he’s yet to meet.
Darkness would claim victory
And with waiting came defeat.

But soft! what is a-stirring
From the horizon afar?
He’d remember this moment
When the light shone without bar.

The melancholy he faced,
This sickening depression –
It would all be washed away
And end his oppression.

But good things come to an end
As daylight’s hours went past.
The forecast made was crystal:
Skies of darkness overcast.

His waits would be forever
And with joyous thoughts he knows:
Hell spawned these glam’rous façades
As eternal darkness rose.

I've Had Enough of These Games

And since today is Monday, that means I'm not dedicating that time to this. All because I suddenly was given the day off and I didn't really know what to do with myself (apart from saving gas, because let's face it: gas is expensive).

Tomorrow for sure. May the Lords of Kobol strike me down (via Galactica and the Adama maneuver) if I fail to do so.

Besides, I really need to get out of this funk. BADLY.

Skewed Priorities

I seriously need to dedicate some time to writing out a great entry. Maybe if I put my mind to it, I can get some good things out of the end of this month.

But first, leveling calls! *loads up World of Warcraft*

Wi-Fi at Work is Fun

Today's weather is really, really mucky. That, and I don't want to do anything. I have to work, and I just recovered from a really fun food coma. Hung out with relatives and what not, having fun.

In other news, I saw Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. Enjoyed the movie - now I'm tempted to buy the book. (Yeah, I know - books are usually better than movies. We'll have to see.)

So yeah. I'm gonna go hold a nap and have fun.

Some Updates

I've been spending the day working on HTML updates and what not, so today's entry is also going to be a short one. Sorry 'bout that.

Apart from that, life is okay. I've been working on things - both with writing and my roleplaying. (That's always fun.) I'm trying to organize the information so that my newest page that'll be up here looks concise and entertaining (well, at least for roleplayers and/or World of Warcraft fans).

With it being mostly cloudy today, I'm frankly not surprised at this.

Toyo Saltbrew, Pandaren Monk

Today is date day, and as such, I'm afraid I don't have much for you today. But rather than post a short entry with boring words, here's an introduction for one of my newest characters on World of Warcraft: Toyo Saltbrew, a pandaren monk of the Alliance! Here's the basic biography I created for him in MyRolePlay.

I decided to make a monk who kills with both his fists paws... and his cooking.

Toyo Saltbrew is among the latest pandaren to join the Alliance. A young monk-in-training, he has proven himself in the battlefield and in the arena. However, this wasn't the calling he desired.

All his life, Toyo wanted to be the best chef he could be. Ever since he learned how to go about in the kitchen, he has experimented, pairing this ingredient with that one - in the hopes of one day having a culinary dish named after him.

Unfortunately, his creations are anything but edible. He has gotten all of his childhood friends sick at least THRICE, and to this day his cooking has spawned a few urban legends amongst his newfound Alliance allies.

And as Toyo travels the world to improve his skills in combat, so too will his cooking abilities... we hope.

At Least It Ain't Laziness

It's going to be a short entry today. For once, it's not because I'm feeling apathetic or anything of the sort.

Introducing my newest character: a Pandaren Monk!

It's because I'm leveling characters on World of Warcraft - both old (Erfrischen) and new (Saltbrew). Now if you'll excuse me, I've a Paladin to level and a Pandaren to roleplay as!

(Or is it the other way around? To be honest, I don't really know at this moment...)

P4 Dissertation Preview

Over the course of the last week I found myself suddenly inspired to write. I wrote and wrote and wrote - and to be honest with you, it feels good. Tiring, yes... but good.

For those of you wondering what I was working on... remember that crazy idea I had for a dissertation back in April or so? Well, after six months of not doing anything about it, I did something about it.

It's what I was working on last week, and I'm proud to say that it's actually going somewhere!

For your entertainment, here's an excerpt from the preface. Enjoy!

Last One, I SWEAR

Inspiration strikes - yet too late, it may seem. As the night looms with work, peace and dedication for time off seems to follow. And only then will you hear about the endeavors in which I've been secretly working on all this time...

Grinding Halt

This really needs to stop. Like, right NOW. And then we shall see what rises on the 'morrow...

Short-Handed Prose

And it comes down to this - writing and some bad prose. It all leads to something new, something more... and I become weary of working on my words. But I continue to do so, as it compels me to do more - to write more and create more.

For the world is now mine to mold into what I desire, and I wish for nothing but blissful words that work out the problems I see.

Come on, follow me - we'll soon be able to find the truth we've reached for all this time...

Eternal Return

All this has happened before, and all this will happen again.

Snap Out of It Already

Still writing... still not typing. But something interesting this way comes.

That Which One Stalls

Sometimes the answers come when you don't want them to. When that happens, you'll find that such things like deadlines are meaningless in their mission.

More Investigations

I have to figure out what is wrong with myself. There's something about this particular melancholy that's just baffling. I love it and hate it. And I need to investigate.

I think some of the results will show up tomorrow.

Amateur Investigations

I'm seriously beginning to think that this lethargy and what not is becoming a serious problem. It took me so long to even log on to my Blogger account and even longer to click the "new entry" button.

Since I have the day off tomorrow, I'm going to investigate what the frak is going on with myself. For now, I'll have to settle with going in to work tonight. Yay, work. *rolls eyes*

Lazy Fun Night Time Yay

I'm feeling lazy. Yes. I know - horrible start. Work was slow yet somehow tiring. I'm hungry and am just now starting on my dinner. And for some reason I have the urge to play Super Nintendo games.

Looks to me like I'll be having a fun night tonight. YAY! I'll talk to you about it tomorrow!

The Chaos that Beckons

I don't know what it is about today. Something just doesn't seem right. I've torn everything apart and I still can't find what I'm looking for.

Something tells me that what I seek will never come. And when that happens, something else will make things more interesting in my life or something.

I'm just waxing cryptic words, I know - but I'm just wondering what will happen when my life will turn around some more. We'll see what awaits me over the next three months of 2012... and 2013 and the rest of my life.

Quip to Adventure

Sometimes a drastic journey is necessary to discover something once lost.

Trial By Thursday

It's Thursday. That means I got awesome things planned for today, and you don't get to hear about any of it! Nyahahaha!

(Seriously... I think my desire to be a jerkass is still present from yesterday.)

In other news: Mario Kart Wii endurance run! 32 races on 32 different courses. AI set to hard; no items; 150cc vehicles! Let's see how rusty I've gotten...

Super 805 Brothers

I don't know what it is or how it came up, but for some strange reason, I feel like being a complete and utter asshole today.

The dry-witted readers out there are probably scoffing in amusement and asking: "But Josh... aren't you always an asshole?" Yes, I am. Ask my friends; they'll probably confirm that with either some kind of joking verbal jab at me or relate some anecdote of a moment where I was truly evil.

And yes - for those of you thinking "What kind of hairbrained fools out there like you, Josh?": I have quite a few moments where I'm sweet as a rose, and when the joking's set aside, most people will say that I'm an all-around nice fellow. (I hope.) I just have my moments where I feel like being a complete jerkass.

I have these moments every once in a while and they're always followed up by some measure of hilarity (or someone who got a kick out of it). They come up randomly and can strike at any time:

• me playing the part of "that asshole on the 101" in someone's commute
• stealthily retaliating against a guest I encounter at work who was being a dick first (laser-guided karma, really)
• taking weeks to respond to somepony on Facebook
• ignoring bastards who try to summon you via methods normally reserved for dogs

...and that's just the tip of the iceberg. So if you value your thin-skinned liver and want nothing more than to hear nice things, then...

If anyone's watched 1000 Ways to Die, then this might bring back a few nightmares...

...there's the door.

Of course, if there's anyone out there who realized how much I'm just playing with everypony here, then please... keep reading!

Camera Woes

I can't find my frakking camera. I think I might have misplaced it at work, and for the first time in the umpteenth time I forgot my stuff at work, I think someone finally lacked the morals to turn it in to someone. (Yes, I'm aware that it's my fault for leaving something at work. However, up until now people have been morally responsible.)

I'd just like to say something to the person who decided to steal my camera: FRAK YOU. Frak your lack of morals. Return it, or I swear to the Lords of Kobol that the rest of your miserable and pathetic existence will be cursed. You'll be so hexed that the Egyptian curses that (supposedly) killed Lord Carnarvon will look like a mere pin prick compared to the psychological death by a thousand cuts you'll be blessed with.

If someone did indeed steal from me: return it to me right frakking now.
If it's just missing: please show up! Daddy misses you! *sniffle*

Angrish

I hate when I lose things. THIS RUINS THE WHOLE ENTRY FOR THE WHOLE DAY!

And what's worse is that it ruins MY day! My day and the rest of the night!

ARGH! RANDOM, FRAKKING RABBLE FISHPASTE AND TABBERNACKLE OBSTACLE FRAK! WHY CAN'T I KEEP THINGS UN-LOST!? SLABBERING TACO JUICE!

I NEED SCISSORS! 61!