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Sam-Mamma-Mammaram [05 May 2005|10:55pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

That's it... yup... you heard me. It's over. This journal is done with. Over. I will keep what I have available, for friends list purposes, but otherwise there will be no new posts. I've found a new home, a place that feeds my emotional needs. Needs that LiveJournal cannot satisfy.

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Can ESP Z Over [14 Apr 2005|08:34pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

Also, I hate Bobbi.

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33% Faster Don't Get Sand [14 Apr 2005|07:38pm]
[ mood | enraged ]

I was going to write a long and descriptive post, explaining the reasons -- now the Gamecube is filled with water... This is all that will appear in my mind:

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I Can't 56 Week [08 Apr 2005|01:25am]
[ mood | nervous ]

Stephanie cut my hair tonight... needless to say; I must make haste to the barber tomorrow.

I require the bling.

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Crank Bus Rubs [07 Apr 2005|01:38am]
[ mood | tired ]

Where have I been one may ask. Well, let me throw a hint out there… When a computer crashes for a month an a half, it sucks.

Meanwhile, I’ve kept myself amused with little boats.

I think I’m going to get a haircut, please observe.

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[27 Mar 2005|04:18pm]
[ mood | bored ]



I love fluffy kittens!

Addendum: They are best sautéed.

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HOBITYGOBSMAM [19 Mar 2005|12:13pm]
[ mood | blank ]

Strengthening Black Mages isn't all this game has to offer...


There are plenty of cute creatures.


...That I make my bitch.


I’ve also helped linkshell members level up, like Baha(LG) here.


After which, there was much running around in our undies.


"Mmmm... That's hot", says my character, whose eyes tend to stray.


I've also been helping Aeroz(LG) to level...


Automatic Follow Mode can make for some awkward situations. O_o


A valiant effort by my Red Mage, who made it to level 37, but my White Mage is now 38.


Action Chocobo Shot! ^_^


Helping Josh(SU) get a quest item.


Hehe, Missnasty(LG) fell off the dock in Windhurst Waters and had to call a GM.


Josh and I cross the desert... on a chocobo with no name. =P


Josh welcomes you to an oasis town!


My fresh new fishing gear.


Not a safe place to stand.

I didn't expect these mines to be haunted. I'm now officially freaked out by them.Relaxing and waiting for the waiter.Enjoying Sping in SandyLoathing Spring in BastokAt some point I should get rid of my Christmas Trees.An afternoon in WindhurstThe Windy lighthouse at night.Sunset in JuenoThe waterfall in Gustaberg

Behold my dominance over your friends page!

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Hom-Turner Override [19 Mar 2005|11:59am]
[ mood | blah ]

Time to give some updates on Final Fantasy...

The job options in this game are quite expansive. A job that I decided to give a shot was Black Mage. Black Mages have many cool features and abilities...


...like cool hats.


Lucky for me, Josh came along to keep the death away.


This can not always be considered one of his strong points.


All the time... All the time this can not be considered one of his strong points.


Josh defending me from a spooky~ ghost.


Giving a sheep the Wicked Witch.

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Hit Rock Lunar [19 Mar 2005|11:28am]
[ mood | frustrated ]

Before leaving, for Boston, I said to myself -- I require an expense check, from my company. Their response was basically, to forget the cutting of afore mentioned check.

I could spend my own money, bring back the receipts, be reimbursed. Not a problem. Not until I found out that a cab from the airport to the hotel was $70... That was a bit on the painful side.

Also painful was waiting for Arison to bring the Bob-Wagon down and pick us up. More painful, however, the fact that it is very cold at 6:00AM in a van without heat. Thank God in Heaven that the van broke down half way to the Syracuse Airport. You should know, that this was painful.

Off to Watertown we went, so that I could wait on the phone for an hour. This was only to find out that a return trip to Syracuse was in order. Once there, a Stand-by ticket was bought and employed. Good for me that LaGuardia isn't far from Boston, as a transfer was necessary.

I was lucky through the whole trip. The kind of luck that congeals itself into unpaid hotel rooms that require faxes and phone chatter.

Other high points included waiting in the airport for 3 hours, rosasia, and me shooting myself.

LITTLE GAMERS BOOK! ^_^

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Times New Roman 24 [15 Mar 2005|12:27am]
[ mood | tired ]

Upon entering the Carvel cake shop, I browsed ice cream cakes accordingly. It was decided that a half sheet would be bought. After placing it on the counter the woman, who had been eyeing me and my wonky blue fishing hat the entire time, inquired as to if I wanted anything written on the cake, "Yes" I replied.

For a moment I thought to myself "This woman must have to write Happy Birthday on cakes all the time." It was for this reason that I decided to step the challenge up a notch. "Happy Banana Barge... Happy Banana barge day" I told her.

She may have given me an odd look, I don't really know, I receive too many odd looks in this day and age, it has become difficult to discern the truly odd ones.

I noticed, as she wrote out the word "Happy" in blue, that the cake may be too small for the whole phrase. "If you can't fit the word banana," I told her, "you can just use the word nanner." She informed me that the word "Nanner" would not be needed, and indeed it was not.

To celebrate this occasion further, I bought a Ricky Martin birthday card.

- 1994

Shake your bum-bum everyone! Banana Barge Day is upon us!

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Hand Over Shoulder Beam [08 Mar 2005|07:22pm]
[ mood | busy ]

Non-mucho el happed this past weekend, all though -- I did discover a 3lb bag of Reeses Pieces.

The real pinnacle however, and therefore all I will write about, was our trip to Ponderosa.

It was during this trip that we happened upon the elusive Danyon. (Artists Rendering) I created a pudding platter in the honor of this mythical beast, after which I realized, cottage cheese is not rice pudding. This brought the samplings of succulent pudding to an end in quite an abrupt way, much like this post.

Conspiracy!

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Mouse Jumper [03 Mar 2005|08:32pm]
[ mood | bored ]

Most days, I don't have a lot to talk about... just work, and Final Fantasy XI. Since I can't take Screenshots of work -- you get to hear about the latter of the two.

As very few know, I play as a Red Mage, This particular brand of mage is a crappy mage. They do, however, make up for this by also being a crappy fighter. Somehow, I suppose, this all balances out. The key here is not the lack of ability, but the rockin' pimp hat you get at the later levels.

Concept Art - The Red Mage "AF" armor. It will be mine.

Cosplay - The winning type, dressed as a Red Mage, note the excessive pimpin' that the hat contains.

I've spent quite a bit of time playing my Red Mage, and had many adventures. The most recent of these adventures was helping Josh get the first of his two Airship Passes, he can now continue to grow up strong.

My Happy Shinny Red Mage is level 36.

My sub class, or "Eternal Slave Class," is my White Mage. I was afraid to level it for a long time, as I knew I would get drawn into playing as my White Mage for an extended period. This has occurred -- I have fallen deep into the fun of the White Mage. My White Mage is now level 34, dangerously close to becoming my main job.

So far, I've played White Mage on the cheap. I have bag equipment... bad equipment. This changed when my Bard friend Tarquin let me barrow her... his... their seers gear. Now, I'm hot.


Hanging around the Mog House in crappy gear.


Ladies love the new gear!


Trying to stay alive with Tarq(LG) and Fuuten(SNTA) in Garlaige Citadel.

In game, Final Fantasy hosts many special events. Currently, the doll festival is going on. Players can earn magic rice cakes that turn them into little girls... must be a Japanese thing.


Little Gamers, my linkshell (similar to a guild), play dress up.


And God said, "let there be many Michael Jackson" jokes.

Expect more shots, because my life is very dull.

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Franklin D. Resort In Jamaica [28 Feb 2005|07:30pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

W00t and such I say!
A new Television buy
The thaw upon us

A sharp screen to watch
Fifteen inputs for lucid screen
Melted snow fills stream.

Sound in stereo
For less then appointed fee
W00t and such I say!

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This Unicorn? [20 Feb 2005|04:21am]
[ mood | tired ]

With Bova back in town, things now seem much more like this, and far less like this.

Try and cram all of that in a little Alexandria Bay house and what do you get? My own further indulgence into vodka.

Hey, is that a bus?

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Cap the Fence [14 Feb 2005|09:20pm]
[ mood | cynical ]

Philosophy, It can be summed up in four words:

Someone is getting to go to Boston next week, is it you? Hell no! It's me! Bow before me.

Methinks someone will have their head taken off with a baseball bat, is that Aaron? Kool-Aid man says: "Oh Yeah!"

Well... not quite four letters, or whatever I said, but screw you "philosophy" -- I'm going to Boston!

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Kememeshudah -- Ja! [12 Feb 2005|04:22pm]
[ mood | groggy ]

Last night was the first time I spent less than $50 at Price Chopper in... ever. This was, of course, well balanced by the fact that I spent a good deal of money on alcohol. The only retort I have is this is as follows:

Russian Vodka is good, nice and warm.

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24 Hour Time [11 Feb 2005|06:35am]
[ mood | tired ]

I think I have the flu. I will most likely die if the supply wagon, with antibiotics, does not arrive soon.

I am also tired.... of Microsoft Excel.

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We It Painted Orange [06 Feb 2005|05:24am]
[ mood | artistic ]

After a few days of work, I present you with my newly renamed comic – LaFargeville.

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7 Disc Set [29 Jan 2005|01:23am]
[ mood | blah ]

I've got nothin'....

You scored as Wicked. You are born with emerald-green skin, smart, fiery and misunderstood. OR beautiful, ambitious and very popular. Looks aren't everything, ya know - learn to show the real you!

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Les Miserables

75%

Wicked

75%

Avenue Q

67%

Hairspray

67%

Grease

46%

Cats

46%

What MUSICAL are you???
created with QuizFarm.com
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Super Packet + Your Fine Chasm [27 Jan 2005|08:00pm]
[ mood | blank ]

...The story continues to this past weekend.

For us, it was a stop at the fabric shope, home of all things soft --and fabricy-- and hard. The array of patterns here was dazzling enough to blind your brain with science. In addition, the women in this store were much like gnomes --fabric gnomes-- dancing and parading around with crowns of berries and fabric in their hair.

Later that day, I proceeded to break the Taco Bell with my cantankerous order and its many revisions.

Unknown to me was the fact that the Taco Bell indeed had a flaw in it's casting, much like the famed Liberty Bell. Also, much like the Liberty Bell, the Taco Bell now lays dormant in a fat man's closet, dripping with taco goodness.

....And also: Alexander Graham Bell.

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