Cracked out

Sooooo, got so bored decided to forget about my not till the house thing and just go ahead and blog................. eat me.

K, actually typing this first sentence last, realized after I wrote all that other crap that I forgot to mention that I'm married and it owns. I feel very happy and very secure, its really quite nice. Makes you feel solid, less worried about the crap life throws @ you cause now someone contractually has to be in your corner.

I'm tweaking out on lack of sleep, lack of jessica, lack of friends, lack of life, and way to much frappaccino. Woooohah! Accidentally stayed up a to long, and figured welp to late now, may as well stay up all day and see what happens. More then likely the see what happens will be the pink pixies riding velociraptor that I am able to convince myself are fake for the moment will eventually seem real and then I can go into a nice warm psychotic episode.

Watched King Kong earlier today, which totally pissed me off. A cause it was a completely crappily done movie. Makes me wander if Peter jackson had a chimpanzee or something that was editing, shooting etc the Lord of the Rings, cause this movie looked like something an fx studio would poop out. Jack Black actually had a decent performance though I thought, everyone else was to handicapped by the ineptitude of the director to tell if they were worth anything. And as to my second point I got pissed off cause despite how terribly the movie was made I was still totally saddened when the ape died, which confounds me, I'm blaming the lack of sleep for now.

Achieved level 75 in Final Fantasy last night, which was way more anti climatic then I wanted it to be. I remember when I first started playing and just sorta assumed you would feel all badass, bubblegum ass beater when you were level 75, but I still feel pretty weak, maybe it is cause my job class makes me such a pansy, who knows.

In other dark and dreary news, my fantasy team has totally crapped out. Luckily being that I slept through the draft I have no real connection to them and as such don't really care much. But yea my number one draft pick broke his foot, my number three did something or another to his ankle, and the rest of my team seems to be having a sever case of vaganitus.

Don't really want to deal with my dad issue yet, so ignoring that, actually was about to type some more, but decided I don't feel like it, off to look for some picture to post on here, wee!

I've decided I feel like a combo of this >>>


and this >>>